Donald's pov
"Donald!"
Yvette was the first one to jump in happily, as if she had arrived at her own home. She sat opposite to the sofa, took a bite of the fruit and looked at me, "is this specially prepared for me? It's so delicious!"
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"We haven't seen each other for so many years. Why are you so handsome?" Yvette's mother came in and said, "I always see your news on TV and magazines. As soon as you are famous, it's difficult for us to see you..."
"Didn't you say that you should call me Mr. Donald? You forgot it again!" Yvette's father scolded with a smile. His tone was full of affection. He looked at me and said, "it came all of a sudden today. I don't have time to prepare anything. This is the best thing in our family. I hope Mr. Donald won't mind..."
"Donald!" Yvette's grandmother shouted loudly and walked in with a happy face. "Wow, I haven't seen him for years. He is so handsome! Let me have a look. Wow, he is much more handsome!"
"Donald, good for you!" Yvette's grandfather said with a smile, "the villa is so big and you have built it. You didn't let me down!"
Ira hastened to mediate the dispute. "Mr. invited you here today mainly because he has something to tell you. Don't be overcautious. Sit down, serve tea."
"Hey, isn't this Ira?" Yvette's mother recognized him at once. "Ira is so handsome now. Look at him. She has become a handsome young man with sharp eyes and sharp angles. He is really different when he is with Donald."
"Look at you. You called Donald again." Yvette's father accused with a smile.
"I'm used to it." Yvette's mother smiled sheepishly and said, "well, Mr. Donald, I'll drink some tea to express my apology."
I didn't say anything.
After drinking a glass of wine, Yvette's mother noticed the Trista beside her and asked, "who is this?"
Ira answered for me, "let me introduce to you. This is our Madam , the successor of the Moon group, from the Swift family."
"Is she the granddaughter of Mr. Troy?"
"Donald is married, but we don't know yet."
"Their marriage is so low-key that no one in City A knows about it."
"I'm so sorry that I didn't ask Donald about you, Madam , when I talked to him just now."
"Madam , I propose a toast to you."
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They made a toast with tea instead of wine.
I stared at them and didn't respond.
Trista' pov
I'm a little embarrassed. Seeing The Short family so enthusiastic, I feel a little uncomfortable. "You're welcome. As a junior, it's my first time to meet you."
I picked up a cup of scented tea, toasted to everyone present and took a sip.
"This girl is beautiful and she is a perfect match for you! I'm really happy to see you get married and settle down!"
"Yes, I'm happy for you too!"
"Eat something first." Donald said lightly, "scented tea and chocolate have a special taste. This box of chocolate is made by Yvette. Let's have a taste."
"Really?" Yvette's mother was a little surprised. "Yvette, did you make it?"
"You know how to make chocolate?" Yvette's father picked up a piece of cake and said, "then I'd like to have a taste of it."
"People who don't know you might think you have a crush on Donald!" Yvette's grandmother laughed and picked up a piece of cake to taste.
"Yvette, why didn't you make one for Grandpa?" Yvette's grandfather was about to bite her
"Wait!"
A hint of nervousness flashed across Yvette's eyes. "You'd better have some fruit. I think the fruit of Donald's family is much better than the chocolate I made!"
"Yvette, this chocolate is made by you. Of course we will taste your cooking first! Then we will taste the fruit!" Yvette's mother picked up one piece with a smile and said, "it's good. Tell me, who taught you this?"
"My wife also wants to learn how to make chocolate. I have asked the servant to prepare the materials. Yvette, you can teach Trista to make one on the spot." As soon as Donald finished his words, Yvette's face darkened.
I've been paying attention to Yvette all the time. Seeing her expression, I know what to do.
Yvette's pov
This chocolate wasn't made by me at all. I hired someone to make it for Trista
Seeing the maid bring the materials up, I was so flustered that I couldn't speak
"Yvette, Donald is talking to you. What are you thinking about? Go ahead!"
"It's your honor to teach Madam how to make chocolate!"
"It's just that Yvette's cooking skills are not as good as the Lion family dessert master's. If you make a fool of yourself, Mr. Donald, please be more tolerant."
"Hahaha..."
In the harmonious atmosphere, I was extremely nervous. "It's rare for brother Donald to invite us to visit. It's better to have a chat with each other in such a precious time. I'll teach sister-in-law to make chocolate tomorrow..."
I can find someone to learn it before tomorrow
But didn't expect -
"Miss Yvette, the reason why Master invited you here today is that he wanted you to teach Madam how to make chocolate. He was afraid that you would refuse, so he asked everyone to come here. The second is to catch up on the old days, and the most important thing is to make chocolate. Miss Yvette, it's better to accept his invitation than to be respectful. Let everyone have a good meal at the same time."
Feeling that everyone's eyes were on me, I braced myself to stand up and came to the front . "First of all, this hot water can scald the chocolate. I mean, let the chocolate melt... Just pour the hot water on the chocolate..."
"Aren't you going to cut the chocolate into pieces and put it into a container? It's easier to melt it after heating it with water." Trista said flatly, "I remember that the dessert master on TV seemed to do this..."
"Oh, yes, that's it! I was too nervous just now, so I said something wrong..." speaking of this, I hurriedly followed the method of Trista.
"Then, heat it up and pour it into the model!" I poured the boiled chocolate into the heart-shaped mold. "In this way, it can be eaten when it gets cold."
Trista was confused. "You didn't heat it up evenly just now, but in fact, you just heated it up to 50-55 degrees. Turn off the heat and take out the container. When the temperature drops to about 27 degrees, you can continue to heat it up and then cool it down. Then you use a small spoon to add it little by little into the mold, put it into the fridge and store it. When it is hard, it can be removed."
"So you know how to cook?" I didn't expect Trista to be so professional that I felt a little embarrassed. "In fact, I'm just an outsider. I invited someone else to make this chocolate. I didn't expect that sister-in-law and Donald would find it."
Trista smiled faintly and said, "I only know a little . I wanted to ask you if there is any secret. I didn't expect that you wouldn't do it."
"Yeah... I'm sorry. I didn't do it!" I stuck out my tongue and naughtily admitted.
"Yvette, it's your fault. You won't. You lied to Madam . Madam knows it at once. You must have it made by a master and tasted it by Madam , right?"
"Don't take seriously. We have spoiled her since she was a child. She has learned to lie!"
"Yvette, don't make a fool of yourself. Let's toast to Mr. Donald and Madam ."
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I stuck out my tongue again, picked up the scented tea and said naughtily, "I'm sorry, Donald. I'm sorry, sister-in-law. I'm too proud, so I'm sorry to tell you that it was made by someone else. Please don't take it to heart. I'll propose a toast first!"
Then she drank the tea.
A maid handed over a set of skin care products. Donald said indifferently, "this is a gift from Yvette to Trista, but Trista has too many skin care products. I'm here to show my gratitude to you."
The moment I saw that set of skin care products, my face changed!
"Really?" r mother liked these the most. At this time, she saw a lipstick with the logo of Tiffany. She picked it up happily and said, "let me have a look. This color is good. Why isn't it sold on the market? Yvette, this is specially customized by you with Tiffany's makeup artist, right?"
"Ah? Er... Yes..." I lied.
"Mrs., don't you want to try it?" A maid brought a mirror and said with a smile, "this color matches your skin very well. It should be better than the one you are using now."
"Really?" Her mother turned the lipstick and wanted to try it.
"Is this facial cream? Let me have a look." At this time, grandma also opened the lid and wanted .
"Wait!"
I stopped them nervously!