Chapter 622 Pretended to be Pitiful

Although he understood the crux of the matter, Ben did not say it out loud. He pushed up his glasses and said, "I know, Mr. Farrell. I will arrange it." Jared grunted and hung up the phone. Soon, Amber had finished cooking. Jared got up and went to the kitchen to help serve the dishes. Although he was not good at other things, it was not a problem to serve the dishes. At least the dishes were not slippery. Because the ingredients were limited, Amber had made three dishes and a soup, and they were all cooked dishes. Although it looked simple, Jared felt that this kind of home cuisine was more pleasing to him than the exquisite dishes made by the star grade chef. It was only because he could feel the existence of feelings in these dishes in front of him. On the opposite side of the table, Amber saw that Jared was staring at the dishes and did not move his chopsticks. She thought that Jared felt that the dishes she had prepared were too simple. She said somewhat embarr