But Nora Smith ignored them, went straight to the kitchen and looked at Wilma, who was still stewing, and whispered.

"Wilma, is there anything else to eat?"

Hearing this, Wilma turned his head, and when he saw Nora Smith, his face smiled a little more.

"Nora, when the young master left, he specially asked me to stew you some soup, which is now in the pot."

With that, she had already taken out the bowl and spoon. "Nora, wait at the table first, and I'll bring it to you ...