“You know each other?” Jill was also surprised. He said happily, “That’s great, it won’t be embarrassing when Lydiaester, you young people have plenty to talk about.”
Lydia?
ire was confused, but she didn’t ask.
“Mr. Burton, we…” ire recalled what happened a few hours ago and giggled, “We met less than 24 hours ago.”
“Oh?” Jill looked at them suspiciously.
Tristan took a step towards me and said with a gentle expression, “Yea, we know each other, I’ve helped you a lot.”
“Right.” ire scratched her head, “We should have dinner together so I can express my gratitude.”
Jill introduced Tristan, “Tristan, this is Mr. Wilson, these are his friends, well-known writers from the mothend.”
Tristan shook hands with everyone one by one, “Wee.”
“Thank you. Your son is really handsome.”
When Tristan stretched out his hand in front of ire, ire patted the back of his hand and then patted his palm, “Thank you!”
Tristan thought it fit her personality perfectly.
Jill took everyone upstairs to his study and showed them his recent artwork.
For the guest, that was a rare chance.
ire naturally also went up.
Tristan didn’t go, because Lydia wasing soon. He had to wait there.
About half an hourter, ire went downstairs with them full of shock. Jill was really self-disciplined. There was a schedule in the study. He got up at six in the morning!
He was not only good at writing but also at the artwork.
Moreover, the manor was spotless. It was quiet, even the carpets were as clean as new. There was no sound at all.
“I am making my own wine recently.” On the stairs, Jill said to her friends, “Would you like to visit my wine cer? You can each take a bottle.”
“You are so established! It looks like you are proficient in every area.”
“Life is limited, we should try new things all the time.”
When they went downstairs, Jill stopped and turned to look at ire. He said kindly, “ire, you are a girl. Don’t go to the wine cer. Be here with your friend.”Content bel0ngs to N?vel(D)r/a/ma.Org.
ire followed his gaze and saw Tristan sitting on the sofa with a girl, they were talking about something.
Then Jill took Mr. Wilson straightly to the wine cer.
ire was stunned for a moment looking at people’s backs. Then she had no choice but to walk to Tristan.
“Tristan, I often hear my father mention you. He described your appearance to me, show me your photos. But you are much more handsome than you are in the photos.”
Tristan poured her a fifth cup of tea.
“Thanks!” Lydia leaned forward and took the tea with both hands, then drank it.
She talked so much. No wonder she was thirsty.
ire walked to her step by step, feeling awkward, like a light bulb.
She looked at the girl. Judging from her experience in writing novels, it seemed that they were… on a blind date.
It wasn’t until she stood still in front of the coffee table that Lydia noticed her presence. Lydia turned to her with displeasure, “Who are you?”
ire looked at Tristan, then at the girl, and exined softly, “Mr. Burton asked me toe over.”
“Then sit down!” Lydia immediately smiled, and quickly made room for her, “Sit next to me!”
ire was embarrassed. She sat down next to Lydia and bumped into Tristan’s deep gaze when she raised her eyes.