At lunchtime, as they sat at the table, Vivian Mond chewed and ate Morris Cheal’s lunch, feeling that he was getting better and better at cooking.


    But it was such a wless man who could put his life on the line for her, and even put himself on the line for her.


    Morris Cheal’s ‘sacrifice’, she saw in her eyes, and her guilt grew.


    “By the way, I’m going out for the night.”


    Vivian Mond chucked a piece of kang tofu, took a bite, and said with downcast eyes, “Myron Baron asked me out.”


    One second, there was the sound of chopsticks clinking against the porcin bowl on the table, and the next, the table was instantly silent.


    Even though Vivian Mond could feel the burning eyes on her body with her head down, she continued to eat her rice calmly, pretending to be invisible.


    Houghton face grim, subconsciously and sitting opposite Destiny nced at each other, not waiting for him to speak, but Aidan Sabastian could not resist jumping out …


    “You have a meeting with Myron Baron? Vivian sister, you can’t see that Myron Baron wants to pick you up?”


    His words were blunt.


    Vivian Mond put a piece of braised fish in her bowl, picked the thorns and said lightly, “I know.”


    “You knew and you went on the date?”


    He suddenly raised his voice and wrote the word “dissatisfaction” on his face, with a look that looked like he was looking at an idiot.


    “There are Anthony and others who are going to the appointment today, and I know them all.”


    Finally, she exined.


    As she spoke, Vivian Mond deliberately nced at Houghton, and found that Houghton was greatly relieved after hearing her words.


    “Grandpa, you don’t care?” Aidan Sabastian looked at Houghton, waiting for him to speak up and reprimand Vivian Mond, but didn’t wait for him to speak.


    Houghton ate his own rice, “She has her own opinion, it’s useless for me to say more.”


    “That’s fine. I’ll go, too.” Aidan Sabastian said.


    “No!”


    “No!”


    Before the end of Aidan Sabastian’s sentence could fall, Destiny and Houghton’s voices of objection immediately rang out in relentless refusal.


    Aidan Sabastian: “…”


    His expression stiffened, his mouth still holding the ‘go’ pronunciation of the word muzzle, staring nkly at Destiny, his face gloomy with a speed visible to the naked eye.


    “You guys … you … forget it …”


    Found that there is no use talking to them about this, so he turned towards Vivian Mond for help, “Vivian sister, you take me, I will be very good, will not give you a drag, and will not cause trouble.”


    “No need. I’ll just take Carl with me.”N?velDrama.Org holds this content.


    Her husband, of course, had to be taken with her.


    “He, Carl, is a fool, and he can’t trante, so he’s better than me?”


    Idiot!


    Vivian Mond’s hand holding the chopsticks stiffened slightly and gave him a nk look, cursing in her heart: Your whole family is the fool.


    “They all speak Mandarin, so you don’t need to trante.” Vivian Mond said, directly put down the chopsticks, “I’m full, go study.”


    “Eh, hey? Sister Vivian, don’t you go~ Vivian… sister…”


    Aidan Sabastian called out to Vivian Mond, but she didn’t return her head, which really disappointed Aidan Sabastian.


    He sighed helplessly, nced at the kitchen, and a n came to his mind.


    After the meal, Aidan Sabastian diligently put away the dishes, and then walked up to Morris Cheal and handed him a cigarette, “Carl, how about a cigarette?”


    Morris Cheal, who was putting away the dishes, put the rag aside and shook his head while washing his hands, “Sorry, I don’t smoke.”


    “Don’t smoke?”


    Aidan Sabastian’s brow tightened and he looked down fiddling with the cigarette in his hand, “No smoking …, then … you wait for me.”


    He ran out of the kitchen in a sh, and half a dozen times turned back.