Chapter 41 The Different Terence


    Terence didn''t know why he cared about this title. He only knew that he felt ufortable when


    Vanessa called himself "Mr. Terence" but call Terry by his name. He had never thought about what


    others would call him before, let alone whether he minded it or not. However, Vanessa was different.


    He only did what he wanted to do, and it had always been like this.


    Vanessa suddenly realized that Terence, who used to be cold, cared about this. She couldn''t help


    Terence nced at Vanessa and frowned, "What kind of expression do you have? You don''t cry, but


    you don''t dare tough!"


    Vanessa muttered in a low voice, "I really don''t dare tough." Although the atmosphere between the


    two was not bad, she still did not dare to rx. Terence was like a stepmother, and no one knew what


    would happen next.


    "If you don''t dare tough, then hold it back. The expression on your face is really bad." Terence


    sneered.


    "Okay." Vanessa curled her lips and her face immediately drooped.


    Terence whistled happily. Seeing that Terence seemed to be in a good mood, Vanessa wanted to take


    this opportunity to ask him a lot of more questions.


    Did you know how the cat died? Of curiosity.


    "Ter... Terence, can you tell me the story between you and Miss Wendy? I really want to know. " She


    always felt that it was a pity between them, and there was even an inexplicable atmosphere between


    them.


    Terence mmed on the brake, causing a loud noise of friction between the car and the road. "Here we


    are." Terence''s face turned cold in an instant. He said coldly, and then got off the car.


    Vanessa was so frightened that she closed her mouth. She knew that he would change his face soon,


    but she thought of what Terry had said. Was it true that she couldn''t mention Wendy in front of


    Terence? Then why did he was calm before but he react like this when she asked what had happened.


    "Wow, it''s so beautiful." Arge European style vi was ced in front of her. Vanessa finally knew


    what it was called "big foreign-style house". It was said that the Red Valley Beach was an area for the


    rich, and there were indeed a variety of foreign buildings around. Each house was equipped with a


    single garden. Although it was a deste season like thete summer and early autumn, people could


    still smell the fragrance of flowers. Living here, she should be in a good mood every day.


    But when she saw Terence act as if she owed him millions of dors all day long, she felt that Terence


    really ruined the house.


    Terence got out of the car and took Vanessa''s suitcase and the big mouse out of the trunk. Vanessa


    hurried forward to take the suitcase, but in the face of the big mouse, she found that it seemed to be


    more like a burden.


    "Can you help me take it?" Vanessa asked shamelessly, although he saw the disgust in Terence''s


    eyes.


    How could she know if she didn''t try?


    "Let me help you with the suitcase." Terence hesitated for a while, as if he was making a choice


    between these two. He really didn''t like this disgusting "mouse".


    In fact, Vanessa should have realized that the reason why Terence bought that big bed was to


    amodate this horrible "mouse". When he saw Vanessa dragging it out, he knew that it might be


    something she liked very much or even of extraordinary significance.


    On the contrary, Vanessa, the master, hadn''t been so considerate.


    "Okay." Vanessa handed the suitcase to Terence and carried the big mouse on her shoulder.


    "Let''s go." Vanessa curled her lips and said, "Hurry up. It''s so humiliating."


    Terence was amused and walked forward, "Shame on you? I think you like it! "


    "Cut the crap!" Let him carry it and have a try? It was so big. She was afraid of it getting dirty if it was


    dragged on the ground outside. Vanessa''s eyes were not as "tall" as the mouse. Except for carrying it


    on her shoulder, there was no posture that could take the mouse.


    "Let''s go." Terence opened the iron door of the garden. When Vanessa stepped on the cobblestone


    path, she felt as if she had really stepped into the ce where the prince lived. The jasmines were in


    full bloom, and colorful leaves were ced around. Terence seemed to have a good taste.


    But shouldn''t there be servants in such a big house?


    As soon as Vanessa entered the house, she threw the mouse on the sofa. Looking at the quaint and


    exquisite living room, she saw a piano not far away. Vanessa excitedly ran over, and Terence followed


    her.


    "Is this yours?" Vanessa asked as she looked at the piano. She had liked it since childhood, but


    unfortunately, the welfare house hadn''t been able to let her learn it yet.


    Terence nodded, "Did you miss this when you investigated me?" He smiled, with a hint of loneliness in


    his eyes. "In fact, I went to the music school at the beginning, butter I transferred ording to the


    requirements of the Ji family."


    "I see." Vanessa had a better understanding of Terence. She didn''t expect that he could be considered


    half a pianist. She didn''t expect that Terence would sit in front of the piano. Following the piano, she


    saw the violin on the wall and the cello on the attic!


    Vanessa looked around and asked, "You can y all these?"


    Terence nodded. It was necessary for him to get into the university. He was the first one to get into the


    university, but... It was the dream of many people to be born in the Ji family, but few people knew that


    these so-called aristocratic descendants didn''t even have the most basic freedom. They could only


    inherit their father''s business, and generation after generation, which was said to be for the family.


    "I really admire you!" Vanessa said sincerely.


    Terence raised his eyebrows and looked at her. He really didn''t understand what this woman was


    thinking about every day.


    He walked to the side and poured a ss of water. Vanessa took it and drank it up. She was really


    thirsty!


    "I''ll sit for a while. I''m so tired." Vanessa sat on the sofa, but her eyes were still rolling around and


    looking around.


    Terence also sat down with her. It felt good to have someone at home.


    Vanessa had been used to staying in the small house, so she immediately sensed the difference. She


    asked, "Is there no servant at home? Only you? "


    "I don''t like outsiders, but I have an hourly worker to clean it regrly every day." Terence took a sip of


    water.


    "No one cook for you?" Vanessa asked with her eyes wide open.


    Terence shook his head naturally, as if he didn''t think there was anything wrong.


    "Just eat in the restaurant." He replied naturally.


    However, Vanessa thought of the breakfast she had had this morning and suddenly asked with a smile,


    "Can you cook?"


    Unexpectedly, Terence nodded, "Yes." Seeing Vanessa''s cunning eyes, he naturally understood what


    she was thinking. He continued, "But I won''t cook."


    "Why? Eating at home is better!" Vanessa had always insisted on this truth. She didn''t eat outside


    unless she had to. On the one hand, she felt that it was too wasteful to eat outside, but on the other


    hand, the more important problem was that food safety now really needed to be considered! She even


    wanted to ask whether the National Inspection Bureau wanted more people. She could be a volunteer!


    "No reason." Terence replied indifferently. Vanessa had no choice but to ask this stupid question. She


    should know that Terence was alone and what he felt to be alone with his own te. Vanessa at least


    had Jeremiah, but he had nobody.


    "Let''se back and cook every day, okay?" Vanessa asked with her big eyes blinking. In fact, she


    thought that Terence''s poached egg was really delicious! As a senior foodie, how could she miss such


    a good opportunity.


    Hearing this, Terence raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Really? You can cook? " He couldn''t


    believe it. Looking at Vanessa''s clumsy face, he couldn''t connect her with the kitchen.


    Vanessa lowered her head with embarrassment, and then shook her head silently. But she immediately


    raised her head and said, "I can help you. Jeremiah said that..." Vanessa really couldn''t remember


    what she had done to Jeremiah. Suddenly, her mind came to her senses and she said, "He said that


    the dishes I washed for him were very clean!" Vanessa said seriously, not feeling embarrassed at all.


    Terenceughed unconcernedly, "You have the nerve to say that."


    "Do you agree? !" She really coveted Terence''s cooking skills!


    Terence kept silent for a while, and then solemnly nodded, "Yes." Then he turned to her and said, "I


    hired you with money. Now you have a free cook. How can you thank me?" A hint of slyness shed


    through his eyes.


    "No, I have no money but my life!" Vanessa curled her lips. She really didn''t have any money. She only


    had a shabby house that she rented! Although the lease hadn''te to an end, would Terence live


    there?!


    "It''s okay. Just serve me well tonight." Terence pretended to be careless.


    Vanessa''s face flushed slightly, but she pretended not to hear anything. She changed the topic and


    asked, "Mr. Terence, why can you cook?" She found that Terence had refreshed her view of the world


    again and again today. A noble man who had grown up as a young master from childhood to adulthood


    was not actually a noble man who didn''t do any housework! No woman could do this, let alone a man


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    like him?


    Well, in fact, Vanessa was really jealous. She couldn''t even cook! He must have something on her in


    the future. He was so sharp tongued that she didn''t know how he wouldugh at her.


    Terence kept silent for a while, and then put down the water. He said in a calm voice, "Wendy can''t


    cook, and I learned itter. I had been cooking abroad all the time, and I got used to it as time went by."


    The man who cooked for a woman was the most handsome! Vanessa suddenly realized that her


    impression on Terence had risen to another level.


    Looking at Vanessa''s admiring eyes, Terence couldn''t help but feel nervous. "I know I''m very


    handsome. You don''t have to look at me like this, do you?"


    Vanessa immediately looked away. "Don''t be narcissistic. I think you''re handsome just because you


    can be so good to your girlfriend!"


    "She is not my girlfriend anymore." Said Terence sadly.


    Vanessa noticed that she seemed to have said something wrong. When she turned around and saw


    the lonely look on Terence''s face, she felt a little distressed. "What''s wrong with you?"