Chapter 77


    Moira was in a dilemma.


    She lifted her head and smiled awkwardly, “Dad, we have ns


    with friendster. Let’s have lunch together next time.”


    If they continued chatting, Bary might have k


    known everything about Moira since she was a child.


    Aiken didn’t mind and said, “Great, young people should go out and have fun on weekends”


    “You’re still young too, Dad. Your daughter is only eighteen,” Moira said.


    Meira cupped her face, looking cute


    She had always known how to tter Aiken since she was young, and their rtionship was in


    harmony.


    When Moira praised Aiken, she didn’t forget to praise herself, but when she came back to reality,


    she realized that Bary was beside her.


    She froze


    Bary was gazing at her deeply. Taking a closer look, she might see a hint of amusement in his


    eyes.


    “Right?” Moira asked.


    “Yes, Mr. Jimenez is still young,” Bary echoed.


    Aiken felt embarrassed and said, “I’ve finished eating. If you are done with breakfast, then go


    upstairs to pack Moira’s things.”


    He looked at the music room, and his eyes were moist “As for the piano, let’s have someonee


    and move it the other day.”


    Two months when Moira was going to marry Allie, Aiken didn’t feel this sad.


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    Now that Bary personally came to pick up Moira, he realized that Moira had truly grown up.


    She was going to start a family of her own.


    Alken felt bothforted and somewhat mncholic.


    He couldn’t bear to let go of his daughter.


    However, in front of his son–inw, Aiken couldn’t embarrass himself. He quickly suppressed his


    emotions and said, “Moira, after you finish eating, take Bary upstairs to see your room.”


    What Moira feared most hade, but fortunately, she had already tidied up her room yesterday.


    “Got it.”


    Moira and Bary had finished breakfast.


    “Go to my room?” she asked.


    Bary looked at her and said, “Alright?”


    “It might be a bit messy,” said Moira


    “Well, I’m prepared.”


    Moira actually didn’t want him to go to her room


    Moira didn’t think her room was messy at all. She spent over thirty hours cleaning it yesterday


    Two minutester, Moira confidently led Bary into her room and said, “Not messy, right?”


    Bary looked at the room in front of him, where every corner bare traces of Moira’s growth. The


    room looked a bit girlish.


    He raised his eyebrows slightly and replied in a hoarse voice, “It’s messy.”


    He meant his heartbeat.


    “Where is it messy?” Moira asked in displease.


    Moira was somewhat dissatisfied with his assessment.


    Her room wasn’t really messy. Everything was neatly arranged where it belonged.


    Bary remained silent, his gaze talling on the tworge suitcases in the corner. “You want to take


    the suitcases with you?”


    Moira had wanted to argue, but when she thought of his empty bedroom, she felt that hers did seem


    a bit messy.


    Just as she heard him ask, Moira said, “Yes”


    ked, “Didn’t you say there was nothing to take with you?”


    Bary asked,


    Moira’s face turned red as she said, “Just two suitcases. Is that a lot?”


    “Yes


    He was so straightforward.