Anthony rolled his eyes at her, "Helena, do you cook?"
"Ha ha, dare you eat my disastrous cooking?"
"I wouldn't eat it even if you paid me," Anthony said disdainfully, "Young Master Nan, how about we order takeout and eat together?"
Nan Mufeng's lips twitched, "No need, goodbye!"
After Nan Mufeng left, Anthony glared at Helena, "Why did you agree? Do you have a way?"
"I don't," Helena spread her hands, "but this is an opportunity to improve my skills!"
"I'm telling you, this guy saved grandma's life, don't mess with his wife," Anthony warned.
"I know, I'm not playing, I'm serious. Bro, we're going to work hard together to cure her!"
"What if the BOSS finds out?" Anthony asked. It must be Nan Mufeng who had been secretly investigating them recently, right?
"We're on vacation now, the BOSS won't interfere with what we do. Just get things done within ten days."
"Alright then!"
