Mother?
Vivian Mond heard about her for the first time from Houghton’s mouth.
She didn’t even know her birth mother’s name and just inwardlymented that life was too ironic.
Ever since she was a child, she knew that she was a child adopted by the Lincolns, and then when she met the Phu Yen Lee’s, she thought that they were the biological parents.
Now, she finally learns that her birth mother is the daughter of the chief of the Hidden Tribe.
Unfortunately, Vivian Mond still did not know the other’s name and did not want to ask about it.
“She is Vivian Mond, huh? Looks a lot like her mother.”
“Hahahaha, inherited her mother’s genes, really too beautiful.”N?velDrama.Org holds ? this.
“She was born generous, and her nature is a bit cold, just like her mother.”
“Her first time to the hidden tribe, only afraid that many ces do not adapt to it.”
…
A few people were talking, and Aidan Sabastian was sitting beside Vivian Mond as a trantor, tranting for Vivian Mond the whole time.
Having been deceived by someone close to her, Vivian Mond was defensive of anyone.
She was even suspicious of Aidan Sabastian’s trantion.
Grrrrr…
Vivian Mond’s stomach sings, she is a little hungry.
Looking at the food on the table, it leaned toward Chinese food, though one of the eight dishes of Chinese food with two soups was fried centipede.
A heavy dish that she felt a psychological repulsion just by looking at it.
“Eat first if you’re hungry, this dish looks scary, but it still tastes good.” Houghton still looked kind to Vivian Mond, as if the betrayal of Vivian Mond had never existed.
“It’s actually a very high protein dish, very nutritious.” Aidan Sabastian introduced it to Vivian Mond, “It’s a speciality of our Hidden People.”
We?
Hearing these two words, Vivian Mond subconsciously nced at Aidan Sabastian and didn’t say anything.
After a long time, she picked up her chopsticks and picked up the rice, eating in silence.
It was a good thing that the dishes of the Hermits were also spicy, which suited her taste.
Vivian Mond ate quietly while they chatted, but Aidan Sabastian did not continue to trante, most likely because their conversation was all small talk.
Ten minutester, Vivian Mond put down her chopsticks, “Enjoy your meal, I’m full.” She spoke in Mandarin.
Aidan Sabastian immediately tranted to a few people.
Several people nodded with smiling faces and looked at Vivian Mond with eyes full of fondness and satisfaction.
Then Houghton said something to Aidan Sabastian, and he said to Vivian Mond, “They say you are well fed. My grandfather said you just came to the Hidden n and asked me to take you out for a walk to get acquainted.”
“Okay, thanks.”
Vivian Mond readily agreed.
As a neer, she was very unfamiliar with the Hidden Tribe, Vivian Mond had to go and familiarize herself with the Hidden Tribe at first.
She got up, gave the group a small bow, turned and walked out, followed by Aidan Sabastian.
Standing in the courtyard, it was already sunset in the west, and outside the lights were bright and colorful, its prosperity was not at all inferior to that of L City.
Only the buildings here were more on the Hmong side.
“Actually, the Hidden Tribe is beautiful. I’ve been to the city where you live once, and honestly, it feels like your city is nowhere near as nice as the Hidden Tribe.”
Aidan Sabastian led Vivian Mond towards the mountain, introducing him as he went, “I’m sure you’ll grow to love it here too.”
Coming down from the hill, it was all two meters of overall green te tiles, and the road was lined with various green nts and flowers that could not be named.
Halfway up the hill are some staggered bamboo buildings, two or three story penthouses with big rednterns hanging from the eaves, which are extraordinarily beautiful.
Vivian Mond walked on the stone path, smelling the fragrance of the flowers that came to him and feeling the most refreshing air, which, I must say, was the ultimate enjoyment.