Chapter 1050 A Little Warmth Can Let Him Give His All

However, his face gave nothing away.

Joseph was too unfathomable.

He looked up at her.

For some reason, she felt that his gaze was filled with sympathy and pity.

Had she seen it wrongly? Or was he up to something else?

"It's not bad." He praised, "When I visited your house, you made me meatballs too, right? I asked you how you made it. You said you added vegetables to it."

Waverly sat opposite him. She calmed down and replied, "What I made before was indeed meatballs with hidden vegetable fillings."

He looked up at her and said in confusion, "I asked people to make meatballs with vegetable fillings, but they don't taste the same."

"It's not pork filling, but lard. I'm sure your chef won't use lard as fillings," she said. She was hungry, so she picked up a meatball.

"What is lard?" Joseph frowned. It didn't sound like a good word.

"You know, my father was poor at that time. My family couldn't even afford oil, let alone pork. We