"Young Master, Young Mistress, the dumplings are already ready. Madam asked you to go down." Anson stood at the door. Stacy swallowed the words that were hanging on the tip of his tongue and said, "Go on." When Harry and Charles and Boyce were drinking, he drank a few glasses of wine, but he didn't eat anything. He was a little hungry at the moment. Then, he answered softly, "Hmm." It was not yet the new year, but Melissa had prepared a lot. It was estimated that Stacy and Harry brought two children here, so she prepared a lot. Apart from dumplings, there was a big table for the dishes. She wanted to please Harry. But he didn't know what he liked, so he prepared more. Stacy knew what Melissa was thinking, so he looked up at Harry. Harry pretended not to see it. He pulled out his chair and sat down. When Stacy entered the kitchen, the boiling dumplings in the pot had just turned off the fire. Stacy picked up the spoon and said, "I'll serve
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