Chapter 986


    The source of this change was from the stupefaction that Baby Zetty''s mommy gave him.


    Jay exined, saying, "I yed it wrong back then. I used to think that whether it''s a longsting


    love or a longsting friendship, they both carry weight and burden. Now that my frame of mind is


    different, I think that loving strongly and deeply isn''t as important as a longsting love!


    "Like a stream of water-it never ends!"


    Though Baby Zetty did not fully understand, she was still very supportive. "I think you yed really


    wellst time and this time too."


    When Zayne came in with the juice, he stumbled upon how hard this cheerleader was trying to fawn


    over Jay.


    "Was that Mr. Ben ying the piano earlier?" Zayne was slightly surprised.


    Baby Zetty nodded. "Of course."


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    "No mistakes?" Zayne whispered into Baby Zetty''s ears.


    Baby Zetty said, "Mister Ben yed very well. He''s adept and has skills of his own. He can tug at


    your heartstrings by ying a magnanimous tune and melt you away with sweet tenderness. I


    learned a lot from Mister Ben. It’s like I''m enlightened."


    Zayne twitched his mouth, looking skeptical. "Is that true?"


    How could Jay not detect the skepticism in Zayne s voice? A hint of frost emanated from his eyes.


    He ced his slender and elegant hands on the keys, and very suddenly, he yed the piece Little


    Man in an imposing and majestic manner.


    Baby Zetty said meaningfully, "The piece Little Man that Mr. Ben just yed has a sonorous and


    complex tune to it, vividly and thoroughly portraying how pathetic and miserable were the little men


    who had narrow minds and suspicious hearts."


    Zayne s expression sank when he heard what she said. "You little brat, siding with outsiders instead


    of your own people."


    He then walked out in a disgruntled and grumpy manner.


    Baby Zetty and Jay exchanged smiles with each other.


    At lunch, Baby Zetty tried to make Jay stay in a pitiable way. "Mr. Ben, why don''t you stay and have


    a meal with me? My daddy and mommy aren''ting home anyway. I feel really lonely eating all by


    myself!" i


    Zayne pointed at his nose. "Am I not a human to you?"


    Baby Zetty was exasperated when Uncle Zayne messed up her ns, hence she red fiercely at


    him. "I''ve always regarded you as a husky, Uncle Zayne."


    Zayne nced at the husky lying on the balcony-its eyes nk and dazed.


    With that, Zayne felt utterly helpless.


    "Okay." Jay epted Baby Zetty''s request without hesitation.


    For some reason, he found it impossible to reject Baby Zetty.


    When the servant served the dishes, Baby Zetty sat next to Jay whereas Zayne sat across the


    table.


    When he noticed how nd and in the food was, Zayne, who had a taste for strong-vored


    food, held his cutleries but did not know where to start. He sulked, "Why is everything so nd?


    Can you at least prepare something for me?"


    Then, a servant put a te of pickles in front of Zayne. Zayne nced meaningfully at the servant.


    "Based on my status in this family, am I worth just a te of pickles?"


    The servant exined, saying, "Mr. Finn was the one who ordered the dishes, Mr. Severe."


    Zayne said, "Alright then."


    He then red bitterly at Jay, sounding like sour grapes. "I wonder if these dishes suit your appetite,


    M r. Ben?"


    Jay said, "I''m no picky eater."


    Zayne gnashed his teeth with anger. The food served was clearly catered for his taste. It would not


    be


    surprising to know that he was not picky.


    "Say, who do you have back home?" Zayne pretended t o make small talk with him for the sole


    purpose of finding out how close he was with his wife.