Chapter 1385

"Have you cooked for other women?" Adrian questioned with his young but fierce tone.

Conrad was slightly taken aback. "Who are you referring to, Adrian?"

"Women. How else can they be divided into? Have you cooked for many women?" Adrian held his cheeks.

Fia propped her elbow on the table, her hand shielding her face.

Her son indeed had a sharp tongue.

"Except for my mother, I haven't cooked for any other women in these five years!" Conrad explained.

Irene blinked. "You cooked for Mommy and I today."

"True!" Conrad felt that his daughter was his ally and quickly added, "I can cook for you every day."

"In your dreams!" Adrian sarcastically remarked. "Your culinary skills are far from our daddy's. We prefer the food our daddy makes!"

Conrad felt deflated.

His son was undoubtedly inherently antagonistic!

"Adrian, both his and Daddy's cooking skills are good. I like both." Irene meekly chimed in.

Adrian glanced sideways. "Which side are you on?"

Irene looked at Conrad and just