Don't Talk About The Kitchen Again

Three days later. James's injuries were almost cured, so he clamored to go home. After getting out of the car, they roughhoused and entered the house. Jane had been waiting for them at the door for a long time. When she saw them changing into slippers that she had just taken out, she smiled and said, "Young master, young madam, you should know that, right? You didn't come back in the past few days, and madam came here and asked someone to redecorate the kitchen. It's so beautiful." Upon hearing this, James's smile suddenly froze and he looked a little unhappy. Humph! How could he be happy? Originally, he was joyful to go home, but Jane mentioned the kitchen as soon as he entered the house. No one would be happy in the circumstances. Elizabeth bent over to change the shoes, and she didn't know that James's face had changed at this time. She smiled and said, "Is that so? Mom didn't tell us about that. Has she finished the decoration?" "Maybe she wants to give you a surprise." Jane spent