Chapter 86 Nut Allergy

• Hearing the commotion inside the door, Dana hid at the corner, looked at Cynthia, who was humming away, and dialed elder Madam Mo's number. “Grandma Mo, Sister wants to make soup for brother Reginald. Do I still make soup?”
• “What? It's Cynthia again. Just do your thing. I'll take care of it.”
• Speaking of Cynthia, it was as if she could see Mme. Mo's anger through the phone. Dana hung up the phone, satisfied. Cynthia, since you can't make the soup, I'll make the soup.