Chapter 401 How Embarrassing!


    The soup sent Leia''s taste buds into overdrive!


    The sour, bitter, spicy, and salty taste of her soup assaulted her sinuses. It felt as though a thin needle


    was poking on her nostrils and caused beads of sweat to form on her nose.


    She wanted to cough, and there was even an urge to vomiting from the back of her throat!


    However, Leia had to maintain her graceful demeanor in front of the two Crawford elders and the two


    children looking at her with delighted anticipation. She tried her best to suppress the urge to throw up,


    and her smile froze on her face.


    "How does the soup taste, Aunt Norman? Don''t you like it? Big Bro said that it''s very tasty! The chef


    even added truffles in it. It''s not only delicious but also healthy! You''re so pretty, Aunt Norman. You''ll be


    even prettier after you finish the soup!”


    Rainie''s fingers kneaded her princess dress, and she smiled sweetly. She looked very adorable.


    Allison was overjoyed when she saw that her two grandchildren were kind toward Leia.


    No one was more willing to see the harmonious scene.


    She grinned. "Look at how considerate my grandchildren are. They''re so kind to you, Leia! You should


    appreciate Rainie''s effort and finish the soup."


    Allison might favor Leia to be her daughter-inw, but she adored her grandchildren even more.


    The twins had always rejected Leia''s presence. Allison did not wish the children to have a falling out


    with their stepmother when Leia would eventually enter the Crawford household.


    Now that Allison had said it, Leia was caught in a dilemma. The range of expressions on her face was


    fascinating to watch.


    Leia wiped the sweat off her nose and tried to suppress the churning sensation in her stomach. "Rainie,


    is it okay if I finish the soupter?" "Don''t you like the soup that I brought you, Aunt Norman? Boo


    hoo... I brought you the soup because I thought you like soup. Did Rainie do something wrong?" The


    little girl pouted and stared at Leia with her puppy eyes.


    Even Old Master Crawford was moved by the little girl''s adorable looks.


    He beckoned at his great-granddaughter and hugged her. "Don''t cry, dear Rainie. Here, let''s eat


    dinner," he said lovingly.


    Old Master Crawford ced Rainie''s favorite fruit sd on her te, then shot a withering nce at


    Leia.


    ''What''s wrong with that youngdy? She seems magnanimous, but she can''t appreciate the kind


    gesture that my great-granddaughter showed her. How rude!


    ''Rainie doesn''t even bring me soup!’


    His impression toward Leia fell by a little.


    Leia became nervous when she saw Old Master Crawford''s unfriendly gaze. ''Oh no, I''ve forgotten


    about the most authoritative person in the household. He adores the twins and pampers them. I must


    have made him angry with my actions earlier.''


    Leia gritted her teeth, braced herself, and drank the entire bowl of soup mixed with all sorts of


    seasonings in one shot!


    She ced the empty bowl on the table. Her stomach was churning, and snot and tears were almost


    coming out of their respective orifices.


    Leia forced a smile that was even uglier than a ghost. "Not bad, this soup is delicious. Thank you for


    being considerate, Rainie."


    Lanie sneaked a nced at his sister and discreetly shed a victory sign. The two children giggled as


    they saw how Leia tried to keep her temper down.


    Meanwhile, Luke came down the stairs with Bianca in his arms.


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    When Leia saw the man, she temporarily forgot that her stomach was churning and stared at him


    infatuatedly.


    The man looked like a lord. His gentle and handsome facial features were so perfect as though they


    were sculpted by God, and each of his actions conveyed his maturity. Even though he was in casual


    clothes, that did not hide his nobility.


    One would easily lose themselves when they looked at him.


    Lyingzily in Luke''s arms like a Persian cat, Bianca''s hair was scattered. She wore a pure white dress


    that entuated the fairness of her skin.


    Leia felt ufortable when she saw the couple. She thought that she was going to throw up.


    The couple greeted Old Master Crawford and Allison, then sat down at the dining table.


    Old Master Crawford nced at Bianca but did not say anything. Then, he resumed ying with the


    children.


    Allison pulled a long face and grunted audibly when she saw Bianca.


    Bianca ignored that. She prepared to eat.


    After all, she was going to live with Luke in the future. Allison would not be able to do anything to them


    as long as they insisted on being together.


    Bianca also shot a nce at Leia.


    Leia was refilling Allison''s te in an attempt to gain her favor. Bianca was not sure how to feel about


    that.


    It seemed that Leia thought that she would be able to marry Luke if she could gain the elders'' favor...


    If Luke did not have a mind of his own and relied on his mother for decisions, then her n would work.


    However, Luke was an imposing and assertive man. Not only would Allison not influence him, but even


    Old Master Crawford was also helpless.


    Leia''s efforts might be in vain after all.


    The Crawfords'' habit was to eat their meals in silence. None of the people there werefortable


    sitting there, but nothing major happened.


    Leia was getting impatient. She wanted to find a way to gain Luke''s favor, but she did not know what to


    do.


    When she saw the ssic paintings on the wall, she became excited. "Old Master Crawford, are those


    paintings by M, the English painter? M is one of the most prolific realist painters. His works are


    exceptionally rare. It''s amazing that you have one of his paintings..."


    Bianca chuckled and nearly spat out the food in her mouth. She was dumbstruck by Leia''s ignorance.


    There were two fatal mistakes in Leia''s statement. Firstly, M was not English but French. Secondly,


    he was an impressionist and not a realist...