Charming Mommy Of Adorable Triplets Chapter 1783


    Freyja took a sip of chicken and mushroom soup, choked a little because of Daisie’s statement, and


    scoffed. “It’s fine. I don’t usually eat this much either.”


    “You’re too slim. You should eat more.”


    “I weigh 110 pounds, and you, as someone who weighs a little over 90 pounds, actually have the


    nerves to call me slim?”


    Daisie was rendered speechless.


    ‘Freyja’s 5’7″, and 110 pounds is already the most standard weight for her.


    ‘And I’m 5’3″, but because I pay more attention to the maintenance of my shape, I’ve never allowed


    myself to weigh more than 100 pounds.’


    Waylon lifted his gaze and took a nce at Daisie. “Yeah, it’s


    true that you’ve lost weight.”


    He moved the sliced loin steak from his te onto hers. “You’ll only look healthier if you weigh slightly


    over 100 pounds.”


    Daisie put on an upset expression. “That’s considered fat, okay!?”


    “How can Ipare myself with Freyja? Freyja is tall, so weighing a little over 100 pounds is


    considered normal. But I’m so short, and I’d look plump if I were to weigh more than 100 pounds.’


    Waylon’s expression remained unchanged. “Freyja doesn’t look fat at all. In fact, she looks just right?”


    Daisie was rendered speechless.


    ‘Men’s aesthetics are so very different from that of women’s . Women think to look slender is to look


    extremely slim, while men think that one looks slender when one is a little plump.


    ‘Freyja’s body figure and weight are rtively standard. She looks just right as she’s neither fat nor


    thin, and all her flesh is grown in the right parts of her body.’


    Daisie lowered her head to look at her body and then looked at Freyja. She had a great figure, but it


    was nothing whenpared to Freyja’s.


    Coincidentally, a voice came from inside the restaurant at this


    time.


    Daisie turned around and looked in the direction of the voice-it was Zenovia.


    After running into someone she hated to the bones in the restaurant, the king crab no longer tasted as


    good as it was a minute ago.


    Zenovia walked over with her secretary and two bodyguards and saw Daisie. “Ms. Vanderbilt, what a


    coincidence.”


    Daisie smiled. “Yes, what a coincidence.”


    Zenovia’s gazended on Waylon. Among the many men she had met in her life, in addition to Noce,


    whose appearance surprised her, the man sitting in front of her looked no less than


    Noce.


    It was just that his temperament was different from Noce’s .


    Compared to Noce, his appearance looked a little more oriental and reserved. He exuded an aura


    that felt more mature and experienced, giving others a rtively stern and heavy sensation.


    The secretary had worked for Mr. Livingston before this and was familiar with Waylon’s looks. He


    recalled something, approached Zenovia , and whispered something into her ears.


    Zenovia was startled, then smiled politely. “Is this gentleman the eldest young master of the


    Goldmanns ? It’s nice to meet you. I’m Zenovia, Zenovia Livingston.”


    She reached out her hand to greet him.


    Waylon put down his knife and fork and reached out. However, what he went for was the handkerchief


    on the table. He picked it up to wipe his hand and did not seem to n to shake hands with Zenovia.


    Zenovia’s hand hung awkwardly in midair, and she retracted it unnaturally with a slightly stiff


    expression. “That’s very rude for you to treat ady like this, Mr. Goldmann.”


    Waylon ced the handkerchief back onto the table, lifted his head, and asked indifferently , “Are you


    lecturing me on how | should do things?”


    He ignored her existence from beginning to end.


    Zenovia tried her best to restrain her expression and let out a smile. “Why would I do so? Perhaps what


    I’m doing is a little


    abrupt. After all, this is our first time meeting each other, so you might have misunderstood me, Mr.


    Goldmann.”


    Waylon scoffed. “Ms. Livingston, you’re truly different from the otherdies I know.”


    She epted his statement joyfully. “I’ll take it as apliment from you, Mr. Goldmann.”


    Waylon added, “The Earth doesn’t revolve around you, Ms. Livingston, so don’t be too bumptious.”


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    Zenovia was at a loss for words.


    Daisie could not help but burst intoughter, and this peal ofughter made Zenovia feel even more


    embarrassed. She took a deep breath. “Mr. Goldmann, I may not be as noble and respectable as you


    Goldmanns, but I at least know how to respect people.”