Triplets’ Mighty Mom

Chapter 416

Chapter 416 Sesame Noodles

A bowl of rather delicious-looking noodles was placed in front of each of them, as well as four other dishes. Naturally, Silas was the one who cooked the dishes. Moreover, there were a few pickled dishes that were prepared by Camila. To be honest, she had always felt rather unsatisfied. She believed that the dishes she made were not pretty, but they tasted okay. It’s not as bad as they claim!

After they sat down at the dining table, Brian glanced at the table full of dishes. Then, he pointed suspiciously at a plate of potatoes, which were cut the size of a pinky finger, and asked Silas, “Are these supposed to be julienned potatoes?” Camila looked crossed. “What’s wrong with them? They’re perfectly julienned, alright?”

In response, Silas used his fist to cover his mouth, strongly suppressing the urge to laugh. I mustn’t laugh. Otherwise, she will definitely explode in anger.

Meanwhile, Brian was also suppressing his laughter. Initially, he wanted to tease Silas. Who could have known that that dish was prepared by Camila? Thus, he hurriedly tried to make up for his mistake and said, “The thickness doesn’t matter anyway. What’s important is that it tastes good.” As he spoke, he used his chopsticks to grab

some of the potatoes. He didn’t even chew them well before swallowing them whole. After that, he nodded his head repeatedly. “It’s delicious! Camila, your cooking surpasses that of my hotel’s five-star chef!”

Unfortunately, her expression grew darker. “Your brother cooked that!” At that point, Brian didn’t know what to say anymore. This is bad! There’s no way I can talk myself out of this!

Besides, Silas seemed to be enjoying his predicament for some reason. Go on; flatter her some more. You’re failing miserably at flattering her, aren’t you?

In the end, South spoke up. He picked at the noodles in his bowl as he said, “My mommy made these noodles as well as these pickles.” He could tell from a single glance-the dishes his mommy made were either red or black. In short, they were never normal in color.

Upon hearing that, Brian awkwardly made a non-committal sound in response. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

On the other hand, Silas calmly ate a bite of the noodles Camila had prepared. He didn’t have any expectations for the taste. After all, her cooking skills were rather poor. However, when he tasted the noodles, he was surprised. The noodles were surprisingly delicious. It was the type of noodles that were mixed with sauce after it had been cooled with ice water. With each bite, he could taste the fragrant aroma of the sesame oil and chili oil. The other ingredients included julienned cucumbers, beansprouts, scallions, and crushed peanuts. It didn’t taste like something Camila,

who couldn’t cook, had made. Thus, he was incredibly shocked. Nodding his head in satisfaction, he said, “It’s delicious.”

Finally, her mood seemed to be turning for the better. “Of course. I’ve been making them for seven years! Brian, hurry up and try them.” Since Camila had handed him an olive branch, Brian hurriedly responded and tried the noodles. Sure enough, they were very tasty. I thought Silas had forced himself to say that it was delicious and hinted at me to follow suit. Turns out it really is delicious. “Camila, I’m not trying to flatter you, but this is scrumptious!” “I know right? It’s my specialty.” “Then, why did Silas claim that you’re bad at cooking?” Silas felt speechless. Why did you bring up such a dangerous topic? “When did I say that?”

Brian replied, “On the day we were making dumplings.” In response, Silas glared at him. “I didn’t say that my girlfriend is bad at cooking the local specialties either, did I? Besides, why does she need to be good at cooking when she has me as her boyfriend?” South thought to himself, Luckily, my daddy is rather astute. Looking at how Silas was trying to express his devotion to her, Brian couldn’t help snickering. Since when has Silas been so afraid of somebody? Yeah, it can only be described as ‘scared’. He’s

scared of making her mad and scared of her ignoring him-so much so that if she simply raises a brow at him, he would question what he did to upset her. Thus, he deliberately said, “Anyway, that’s not what you said the other day.”

Silas growled, “Are you trying to make me throw you out of this place?”

“This is Camila’s house.”

“It’s my girlfriend’s house.”

Camila was rendered speechless by their behavior. After they got closer, they’ve been acting so childishly every single day. Pursing her lips, she quietly said, “There’s less than a bowl’s worth of noodles left in the pot. If you don’t have enough to eat, don’t come looking for me.” Upon hearing those words, Silas immediately stopped squabbling with Brian. Instead, he focused on eating.