[Superman] The villain brother is too stealthy

After Snart's matter was settled, Barry talked to Dr. Wells about going to see Eduardo. Dr. Wells didn't object. In comparison, he was very grateful to Angela: "You guys did a good job. That's right. Sometimes, some company presidents can be dealt with, but...not including the likes of Mr. Luthor Jr. Thank you Miss Constantine for me."

"I'll tell Angela. How's the weekend going?"

"of course."

On the weekend, Barry ran to Angela early in the morning to help, and followed her to the supermarket to buy ingredients: "I'm afraid there will be a lot of people coming, we'd better prepare more."

"I'm thinking about...me, Harrison, and..."

"I just got a call that Mr. Little Luthor will be here too, I mean, the real little Mr. Luthor, you know." Angela pushed the shopping cart and walked to the snack area, "Let me see... the snacks What to buy? Chocolate, then... chips, candy, um... cookies we'll bake when we go back, and we can prepare some cookies."

"So... Coke? Children should like it." Barry put two bottles of Coke into the shopping cart, "I don't need the rest."

"Well... buy some vegetables later... Do you prefer Chinese food or French food?"

"Are you going to tell me you know it?"

"Trust me, the best thing I do is pasta, but I've prepared the recipe, rest assured, it can't be harder than a magic potion."

"...uh..." Barry was a little embarrassed, "I think we can prepare a normal home-cooked meal."

After all, if there is a recipe, it shouldn't be too... unpalatable?Although he doesn't know how to cook, he can still enter the kitchen anyway.Angela's words... He was really worried that she would mix the meal as a magic potion.

Dr. Wells arrived relatively early. Not long after Barry welcomed him into the room, the doorbell rang again. This time it was Angela who opened the door. She saw the couple at the door, holding a small child.

"Hi, Connor, long time no see." She smiled and greeted the child in Eduardo's arms, "Please come in."

"Excuse me." Eduardo put Connor on the ground, and Connor was already running around Angela, as if he was looking for something, "We haven't seen each other for a long time~"

Angela smiled and welcomed the three of them into the room: "Dr. Wells is in the living room, and I'm preparing lunch. There is no host here, so I'm afraid you need to take care of yourself."

"It's okay, I'm used to doing these things by myself with the person I should call my brother." Mark's face was paralyzed, but he seemed to be smiling, but Angela felt that she must have read it wrong .

"Mark!" Eduardo felt very tired, "Please don't mind, Angela, of course you can go and prepare lunch, and we will take care of ourselves in the living room. Connor?"

Connor immediately raised his hands and jumped: "I'm going to the kitchen! I'm going to the kitchen!"

"The kitchen is not a place where children should stay." Angela bent down, "Does the Luthor family still need you to prepare food?"

"Mom's birthday is coming soon~ I'm secretly learning how to cook recently~"

"Of course." Angela took Connor's hand, "And I don't think the situation in the living room is very suitable for children to stay there."

Connor rested his chin on the other hand, thinking that what his aunt said made sense-you know, Dad has always been against him staying with Uncle Mark without Uncle Eduardo, this time although Edward Uncle Duo is here, but... After all, there are outsiders, right?

"Enenen." He finally nodded repeatedly.

But... aunt, you didn't tell me that there is another... man here?Wait, this guy is The Flash, right?Connor thinks the amount of information is a bit overwhelming, this...

"Who is this person?" Connor looked up at him seriously, then turned his head and hugged Angela's thigh, "Aunt Angela, you said there is no male master here!"

"He's not the master." Angie stretched his hand and scratched Connor's nose, and then let him stand on a small stool, "How about making a mold for me? Let's bake cookies. Well... this man Call him Barry Allen, you can call him Barry or you can call him Allen, whichever you prefer."

"I'll call him Barry. We all have an Ellen, don't we?" Connor nodded and stood on the chair, thinking that he should tell Dad to speed up - when I take something, I need to stand on the chair superior?Obviously they all floated up. "I'm here to help~"

"OK." Angela switched places with Barry, "You guys prepare the cookies and cakes, and I'll prepare the final salad. Well... don't mess it up."

"Don't worry~" Connor bumped his elbow into Barry behind him, "Well...as long as this low-IQ guy doesn't mess up, how could I mess up~ My surname is Luthor~"

"OK, that's a really good reason. I don't know how to refute it." Barry felt a little embarrassed no matter how he replied, but it was indeed quite embarrassing. To some extent... Connor's reason was really A very good reason, and there is no argument to even refute.

Angela couldn't help laughing, put the recipe aside, and prepared the salad step by step according to the above steps: "By the way, I forgot to tell you, my red wine steak is very good, although it is a bit nondescript , but I suppose we could add that?"

"Aunt Angela, have you forgotten that there is a minor here?" Connor raised a hand miserably, "What do I want to eat?"

"Lemon veal... wait, you don't like lemons, do you?"

"Of course not, I like lemon veal very much, thank you Aunt Angela~" Connor sat on the stage, carefully choosing the shape he liked from the mold... "Wait, I like this Batman logo! And This one, Supergirl's!" He took it out, pressed it onto the prepared material, and set it aside. "Well...are there any other superheroes?"

"I'm so sorry Connor, we only found these two." She smiled apologetically, heated up the pot, pressed the bottle cap with her right hand, and poured the red wine into the pot. That unskilled feeling that time hasn't done.

Connor suddenly realized that her steps in cooking red wine steak were exactly the same as her father's.

Constantine was right, she had forgotten most things, but there were some things she hadn't.

At twelve o'clock at noon, Angela delivered the meal to the table on time, and once again thanked her for making such a wise choice—fortunately, she didn't send herself to the living room, because with her IQ, she would definitely be caught by these three high-IQ characters Too sarcastic to say anything.Even if the IQ of the male god is slightly lower, it is definitely not lower than himself.

After realizing that Connor had arrived in the living room, Mark restrained his emotions for a moment and became quite harmless.And Eduardo restrained the expression on his face for a moment, and then changed a much gentler smile: "Connor, how are you getting ready?"

"Aunt Angela just asked me to prepare cookies with this idiot." Connor threw himself into Eduardo's arms unhappily, and then pointed at Barry, "Uncle, it's this idiot!"

"Connor, don't be rude." Eduardo pretended to be angry, "Apologize to Mr. Allen, but in terms of IQ, I'm the one with the lowest IQ in the whole house."

"I said why do we have to mention the question of IQ?" Angela patted Barry on the back and gave him a wink.

Then Barry took a breath and helped Angela put the food on the table: "I never thought that Angela's cooking skills are so good."

"As I said, it won't be more difficult than mixing magic potions." Angela tilted her head, raised her eyebrows, and put the last staple food on the table like a smug little girl.

After sitting in their respective seats, they didn't bring up the topic just now, as if the previous tension didn't exist.Angela also had the right to pretend that she didn't know - after all, she was only providing the house, so she couldn't really participate in the topic of these three people.

Of course, she didn't want to get involved.

"Speaking of... I heard that Angela, you are going to reject the new contract from the Palmer Group? What aspects did not agree?" Eduardo asked suddenly.

Angela froze for a moment, then smiled, "Well, I know I can't hide it from you. Actually, I'm not sure if I should continue... You know, my job is not a vice president."

"You will give people an... illusion."

"For example, I found a better job? To some extent, that's true." Angela and Barry exchanged a look, and couldn't help laughing, "OK, if one day I plan to go to a university again If you work in a corporate, your contract will be given priority. But obviously, this is not the time."

"Or Aunt Angela, you can also consider my contract? Dad is going to find me a tutor, and I think I should choose myself." Connor said suddenly.

Dr. Wells put down his fork and picked up a glass of red wine: "I think...Miss Constantine should not have so much time to take care of a child. Hasn't she already found a new job?"

"I'm afraid her new job will require huge financial support and she has to take a part-time job to support her regular job. It's not a good habit, but I think I can provide this support, what do you think?" Mark put down his glass , showing a small expression of disgust, "I don't like red wine."

"Even so, Red Bull won't be served here, my dear husband." Eduardo interjected.Although the words were addressed to Mark, his eyes stayed on Angela, "Of course, if you like, you can choose your own job."

Although... Constantine will lose a lot of financial support because of this.But that's about it, Gabriel should do something he likes to do, even if he wants to make... being a superhero his job.The Luthor family has already raised a superhero, and there may be a second and a third in the future. This one is not bad, isn't it?

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Connor: Dad is the idiot who stole my aunt!