The apartment of Darren Sutton is really spacious. By the time they arrived, the assistant had already completed the shopping and returned, and together with the assistants of a few other artists, they busily prepared two pots.
One pot for them, one pot for the assistants.
The few of them got along well, chatting, laughing, and occasionally throwing out lines from scripts to each other.
Abigail Hemsworth seemed out of place.
Darren Sutton consistently maintained the demeanor of a gracious host, helping the assistants set the tableware and dipping sauces with a remarkably good temper.
"Are there any food restrictions? Scallions, ginger, garlic, chili, etc."
He handed the tableware to Abigail Hemsworth and asked in a laid-back manner.
After saying "Thank you," Abigail Hemsworth continued, "I don't eat scallions, ginger, garlic, or chili."
A few people glanced over at her, their expressions somewhat peculiar.
