Chapter 337 Flirting

Jack's and Astrid's close relationship made me miss Alisa even more. Right now, Alisa was my only relative, but she could barely remember my existence because she was too busy dating Julian. "Does the food not suit your taste?" Jack inquired with a frown. Lips pursed, I shook my head. "No, that's not the case." Then, I advised him, "Jack, I have a suggestion for you. Stop frowning so much, or you'll get wrinkles on your forehead." Taken aback, he asked, "What's wrong with that, though?" "Um, haven't you heard of that superstition? Wrinkles on the forehead will lead to poor fortune and poor marital relationships." I looked at him earnestly, holding back some words. I was so close to telling him that wrinkles on the forehead were proof of irritability as well—a giveaway of one's bad temper. Jack was born with a resting bitch face. I felt concerned about his relationship prospects if he ended up with wrinkles. He reflexively frowned but quickly relaxed his forehead. "Got it." Mea