At this time, Mr. Perry came back from shopping and when he saw the two of them on the balcony, he
said, "Sherry, how can you entertain the guest like that? What are you doing standing on the balcony?"
Sherry was momentarily speechless, "I ..."
Daniel looked back and explained with a smile, "Uncle, it's me who wants to stand here for a while."
As they spoke, the kitchen door opened. Mrs. Perry said, "It's almost time to eat. Sherry, come and get
the plates."
Sherry replied, and as she passed Daniel, she whispered, "Don't talk nonsense in front of my parents.
Just finish eating and leave!"
Daniel raised an eyebrow and didn’t reply to her.
Sherry went into the kitchen and was just getting the dishes when Mrs. Perry came over and said,
"How was your conversation?"
"Not so good."
Mrs. Perry didn't believe her, "You're hiding on the balcony and whispering. How could that be no so
good?"
Sherry didn't bother to talk to her, so she took the dishes and went out.
In a short while, the food was ready.
Mrs. Perry wiped her hands and sat down with a look of anticipation and apprehension, "Daniel, I don't
know what you like to eat, so I've made my special dish. See if you can get used to it."
Sherry sat next to Daniel and said nonchalantly, "He likes canned food, not these."
Daniel was speechless.
Mrs. Perry's face stiffened, "What are you talking about? How can canned food be used to serve
guests? You're always talking nonsense."
"It's true. I'm not talking nonsense. He's from another country, and his eating habits are different from
ours."
Hearing her say so, Mrs. Perry was somewhat convinced and looked at Daniel, "Well... We are not in
the habit of eating canned food. I'll ask your uncle to go buy it now."
Daniel said, "Thank you, Mrs. Perry. Don't bother. There is less to eat abroad and most of the time I
can only eat canned food. In fact, I prefer to eat home-cooked food."
On hearing this, Mrs. Perry felt sorry for him and quickly got him a lot of food, "What a poor boy! Come
on, eat. I can't promise you anything else while you're with us, but the home-cooked food is sure to be
enough for you. Just come over whenever you want to eat. I'll make it for you anytime."
Sherry choked instantly, "Mum!"
"Knock it off! I told you to eat more home-cooked food, but you had to order takeaway. You don't like
my cooking, so I don't cook for you." With that, she looked at Daniel, who was eating the food, and said
expectantly, "How is it? Is it good?"
Daniel put down the chopsticks and nodded, "It’s delicious. Your cooking is the best I've ever seen."
Mrs. Perry was instantly delighted by the compliment.
Shelly just rolled her eyes at him. How on earth could he say something like that against his heart?
He was so fake.
Mrs. Perry ignored her and continued to get food for Daniel, "Just eat more. Next time, if there's
anything you want to eat, you can just tell me. There's no need to be polite."
Mr. Perry took out the wine he had just bought, "Daniel, would you like to have some?"
Daniel nodded, "Yes, thanks, sir."
Mr. Perry had thought that people like him would drink champagne and red wine. The smile on his face
grew as he watched him drink liquor without the slightest reluctance or refusal, and continued to pour
him a glass, "It's been a long time since I've found someone to drink with. I was looking forward to
Sherry bringing a boyfriend back, but now it looks like that's probably out of the question."
Daniel said, "Mr. Perry, if you want a drink in the future, you can call me. I have two bottles of liquor
from a friend. I'll bring them to you next time."
With that, he added, "But it's best to drink sensibly. You still have to take care of your health."
In this way, Mr. Perry and Mrs. Perry were both satisfied with him to the extreme.
Sherry propped her hand on the table and stroked her forehead as she picked up her phone and sent
messages to Stella to express her anger.
Meanwhile, at City N.
Stella was cooking in the kitchen while her phone, placed on the sofa, vibrated like crazy.
Channing saw it and said, "Someone's sending you messages."
Stella said, "Why don't you help me bring the phone in?"
Channing went to the kitchen, handed the phone to Stella, and took the chopping knife from her.
Stella pulled a piece of paper and wiped her hands as she unlocked the phone.
It was full of messages from Sherry.
Sherry texted: I'm going crazy. Daniel actually found his way to my house!
Sherry texted: What's wrong with him? He's actually talking to my parents.
Sherry texted: What do you think he's trying to do? He also asked me to be responsible for him. Why
don't I just give him my life!
Sherry texted: I don't understand! I don't understand it at all!
Sherry texted: I feel like I'm in a dream right now. He's obviously in London. How come he's here after
I've left?
Sherry texted: I think he did it on purpose! I must have irritated him by pretending not to remember, and
he came here on purpose to make me embarrassed!
There were many more messages, which were all complaints about Daniel.
Stella smiled and put her phone aside after replying to some of these.
Channing asked her, "Is something wrong?"
Stella said, "No, Daniel's gone to Sherry's house."
Hearing this, Channing paused for a moment, "He's pretty fast."
"Aren't you fast too?"
"What?"
"You're going to hide it from me?"
Channing was silent for a few seconds, knowing what she was referring to.
After a moment, he said, "I didn't plan to hide it from you. I just didn't know what to say. And ..."
Stella said, "And you think that Winnie wouldn't want you to tell anyone."
Channing drooped his head, didn't say anything and acquiesced.
After a long time, he continued, "She hasn't said yes to me yet."
"But you know in your heart that she likes you."
Channing nodded gently.
Stella sorted the vegetables next to her, "Take your time. She's a few years older than you and
naturally has a lot more concerns. When she's figured it out, she'll talk to you."
"I know. I won't push her."
Stella spoke suddenly, "Chan."
Channing looked at her, "What's wrong?"
"There's something I wasn't gonna tell you, but... whatever the circumstances, Jeffrey should not be a
thorn in the flesh to you. He's him and you're you."
Channing lowered his head again, and his voice got even quieter, "I know."
Stella stared at him. No one knew her little brother better than she did.
She had thought that by taking that step towards Winnie, Channing had also spared himself.
But now it seemed he was still emotionally fettered.
He was just trying to redeem himself and running towards the light.
He was still living in the abyss.
Jeffrey was like a nightmare for him and always trapping him in the still of night.
Stella said, "Chan, I have something to tell you."
"Jeffrey is not your real father. He's not related to you in any way."
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