Although Shirley was regretful, she poured the tea swiftly for the honorable guests.

But as soon as she went out, she stumbled at the sight of the "harmonious" scene on the sofa.

Due to limited space, there was only one sofa for three people.

Flynn was sitting on the left, Tom in the middle, and...

Johnson and Alice on the right!

In Johnson's arms, Alice was opening a box of Barbies.

Her face was as red as an apple, and her grape-like eyes glinted with excitement.

Since she didn't have enough strength to open the box, Johnson helped her from time to time.

But unlike most parents, he didn't help her solve the problem directly. Most of the time, he just watched how she dealt with the box.

His education philosophy happened to coincide with hers on that point.

But it was not the time to think about that.

"Alice, how can you sit on Mr. Roberts's lap?" Shirley questioned aloud as she placed the tray on the table.

This was too impolite!

Alice was so scared that she trembled. Timidly, she looked at Shirley who appeared very scary.

Involuntarily, her little body pressed closer to Johnson's chest.

She believed he would protect her well.

Shirley was rendered speechless by Alice's behavior.

How much did Alice like this man?

Johnson was utterly defenseless before this lovely girl.

As she wriggled into his arms, he felt as if he was injected with anesthetic. His limbs went numb, and his heart was totally softened.

It was strange that this was a brand-new feeling for him.

He had once hugged his sister's daughter, but he felt she was spoiled and not adorable at all.

Shirley was very angry–Alice had never been so rebellious.

Helplessly, she spread her arms before Johnson. "Please give Alice to me. I'm sorry that she troubles you."

It was obvious that his suit was very expensive. She couldn't afford to compensate for any crease on it.

Alice looked at Johnson and shook her head with strength. "Daddy, you won't give me to mommy, right?"

Daddy?

"..."

The world had turned topsy-turvy!

Why didn't she know Alice wanted a father so much?

Why did Alice have such a good impression of Johnson?

After all, Kevin had been looking after Alice since she was born, but Alice had never called him father.

She at most took Kevin as her brother, which was enough to make him very happy.

But it was only her second time to meet Johnson! Why did she call him daddy so willingly?

What was wrong with this world?

Shirley suddenly felt twitches on her temples. She repressed her anger and tried to sound patient, "I'm sorry, Mr. Roberts. Alice..."

"Don't worry." Johnson lowered his head and promised to Alice, "Daddy won't give you to mommy."

Eyes narrowed, Alice beamed a bigger smile than that when she received the six gifts.

Shirley felt limp on her legs hearing him call himself daddy to cooperate with Alice.

Sitting aside, Flynn held his breath silently, trying his best not to make his presence felt.

He had never seen Mr. Roberts being so nice to any female.

Boldly, he guessed that the Roberts' big villa would soon become lively. There wouldn't be merely Johnson and Tom anymore.

At the same time, Tom was also smiling at Alice.

He touched her soft foot from time to time, treating her as his sister.

At this moment, Alice was literally the apple of the two men's eyes...

No, to be exact, it was a man and a boy.

Shirley gave up struggling. After all, none of these people would listen to her.

While Johnson was holding Alice without any intention to leave, Flynn was also savoring the Earl Grey slowly.

Knowing they had come here right after the meeting, Shirley asked out of courtesy, "You haven't had dinner, right? I've made some fried chicken. Do you want to try?"

Flynn put down the cup and replied politely, "Thank you, Miss. Smith. But fried chicken contains too much heat, so it's not that suitable for Mr. Roberts "

She nodded, showing that she got his meaning.

She thought it was just an indirect expression of "we don't want to eat".

But then, Flynn went on slowly, "Noodles will be better. Mr. Roberts has a weak stomach. The doctor advised him to eat noodles."

Shirley suddenly stopped nodding.

They seemed to be more thick-skinned than she had thought.

She asked just out of politeness, but Flynn didn't feel embarrassed to say they didn't want fried chicken but noodles.

But anyway, she was grateful for Johnson. He not only bought toys for Alice but was willing to hold her and be her temporary father.

Being a major in child care, Shirley had learned much about child psychology. She knew that a father and a mother played different roles and carried different missions in a child's growth.

In other words, no matter how well she did, she couldn't take a father's place.

"Okay." She went into the kitchen to cook noodles.

The food was made very delicately.

There were fried eggs, vegetables, meat, tomatoes, and also chopped scallion pieces decorated on the surface. It was really a feast of colors.

Each kind of ingredients was cooked separately before it was added to the soup. This way, it would maintain its flavor even though mixed with others.

After a while, she took out four bowls of noodles, two big and two small.

"Miss. Smith, you're so good at cooking!" Flynn praised as he smelt the delicious smell.

Proud, she placed the four bowls on the table in a line.

When she put the fullest bowl before Johnson, she felt somewhat uneasy.

She didn't know whether it was because of his strong sense of presence or his gaze at her.

"Don't you eat?" Flynn noticed there were only four bowls.

"I've eaten fried chicken, so I'm not hungry," she explained.

"You're lying," Tom said. "You didn't eat at all."

Alice also said, "Mommy, is it because the noodles are not enough? I can give mine to you!" She had eaten three pieces of chicken and had a full stomach now.

Shirley had a quick stare at Alice. What an honest daughter!

The noodles were indeed not enough, but it was not a big deal. She could eat the chicken after a while.

Johnson had a look at Flynn, who got his meaning and took out a bowl and chopsticks from the kitchen.

When Flynn wanted to give half of his noodles to Shirley, the bowl and chopsticks in his hands were taken away by Johnson.

Then, this man began sparing his noodles to Shirley.

Flynn was shocked!

Johnson had never done any housework at home. Although it was just a trivial matter to share the noodles, it was noted that he had never bothered to do a trivial thing. But today...

It seemed that Johnson's affection for Shirley was much more than Flynn had expected. Secretly, Flynn decided to practice calling "Mrs. Roberts" in advance.

After getting some noodles into the small bowl, Johnson pushed the big bowl to Shirley.