Jasmine Yale ate a few dumplings then couldn't eat much more, she's been having a poor appetite recently, only managing to eat a little of anything.
A few aunties said the dessert she made was delicious, and after having the dumplings, she made some for them too.
"Thank you, Jasmine, the dessert looks really nice, more than enough to open a shop." The aunties were all praising Jasmine.
"I'll take some home for my grandson to taste, he'll be so happy."
"Jasmine, do visit us often, I'll bring you some specialties from my hometown, don't be shy with me."
Jasmine mostly didn't speak much, just smiled.
Jasmine was fair and pretty, the aunties liked her a lot and enjoyed talking to her.
After the meal, Charles Mcintosh went to the smoking room to light a cigarette.
Jasmine Yale entered at some point, her eyes swirling with emotions, like tides ebbing and flowing.
At the sound of the door, Charles Mcintosh swiftly turned around, the cigarette still burning between his fingers.
