Chapter 1485: Eason, The Little Matchmaker


    Chapter 1485: Eason, The Little Matchmaker


    "Huh?" Monica was confused, turning her eyes to look at Tristan, "Alright." Then she turned to do as he


    instructed.


    As she came back pushing the shopping cart, Eason had two more dolls in his hands!


    "Look at this! Tristan is so amazing!!" Eason jumped up in excitement!


    Monica was also stunned. The loose crane, under Tristan''s control, was like magic, catching a doll


    every time!


    In just a few minutes, plush dolls came rolling out one after another, and Eason happily picked them up


    and put them in the shopping cart.


    Monica was dumbfounded, "You are... too good, aren''t you?" Tristan was virtually wless.


    Basking in her admiration, Tristan was naturally in a slightly better mood.


    "Wow!" Monica pped her hands like a child, turning her worshipful gaze to him. "Tristan is so


    incredible! He''s like our idol!"


    Listening to her coquettish voice, Tristan''s stern CEO face broke into a brilliant smile, the upward curve


    of his lips bing even more attractive.


    "Do you want to know the secret?" Tristan continued to grab dolls.


    "Yes! Teach me quickly!" The girl was already impatient.


    While demonstrating, Tristan exined to her, "This is using Newton''s firstw, utilizing eleration


    and inertia."


    Seeing her still not quite understanding, Tristan made a detailed analogy, which made Monica even


    more admiring of him.


    "Do you want to try?" Tristan looked at her.


    The girl took a deep breath and held the joystick again. She was not very good at it, and with him being


    so excellent beside her, she suddenly felt pressured.


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    "Don''t be nervous, even if we don''t catch any, we won''t lose anything." Tristan encouraged her, putting


    his hand on hers. "The process needs to be smooth, your hand can''t shake, or the w will wobble


    along."


    Her hand no longer shook, all controlled by Tristan, but her heart was like a deer hitting drums.


    In no time, he held her hand and sessfully caught a cart full of plush dolls of various styles.


    "Great!" Eason pped his hands.


    "Alright, we have to go." Tristan let go of her hand. "First, send Eason back to the hospital, then send


    Monica home, then I have to go to thepany for a meeting."


    Eason was just enjoying the process of catching toys, he didn''t need these toys.


    So the tworge bags of plush toys ended up in Monica''s hands, bing private gifts from Tristan,


    which made her extremely happy.


    Actually, she also enjoyed this process.


    For her, the significance of these small toys had long surpassed the dolls themselves.


    On the way back to the hospital, Eason turned his eyes and asked, "Monica, when will youe to see


    me again?" He seemed to have be attached to her, feeling a bond with her, and he particrly


    liked her.


    "I..." Monica didn''t know how to answer this question, after all, she couldn''t just go whenever she


    wanted.


    "When Tristan has time." At this moment, Tristan, who was driving, spoke up. "When Tristan is not


    busy, he will take Monica to the hospital to see you."


    "Okay!" The little guy believed deeply because Brother Tristan had never lied to him.


    The car stopped outside the hospital lobby. They took Eason upstairs and handed him over to the


    butler. When they came down, Monica said to Tristan in the elevator, "You go to yourpany, I can


    take a taxi home."


    "The roads are slippery due to snow, I don''t trust others driving." Tristan said, "There are too many


    idents."


    "But you have a meeting."


    "It doesn''t matter if I''m a bitte."


    "..."


    Although it was just a few simple sentences, they showed his concern for her, making her feel warm


    inside.