The old lady Bennett was the first to swallow the chicken wing, then looked at Bella Green with a pitiful and accusatory glance.
"Bella, did you bring your own seasoning?"
"Huh?" Bella Green was stunned, what did she mean?
"I don't remember having any seasoning in the kitchen that could make this taste!"
Bella Green: "..."
Victor Bennett struggled to finish the chicken wing, spit out the bone, and his eyes were misty.
"Bella Green! What grudge do you have against our family to poison us!!"
Bella Green's cheeks flushed. Normally, she would retort quickly, but at this moment, she was speechless.
She looked at the plate of chicken wings, rather perplexed.
They looked pretty decent, how could they taste so bad?
Bella Green was somewhat skeptical, turned her head to look at Mason, blinking her big glistening eyes.
"Brother, why don't you try one? I think it should taste okay."
Mason Bennett gave her a very aloof look and then obediently grabbed a piece of chicken wing.
