“Money can’t be earned.”


    Her slender jade fingers adjusted the force on his shoulders to press the acupuncture points for him, relieving the fatigue of his body.


    The moment she looked down, she saw Morris’s handsome and handsome face.


    Vivian hands a meal, red lips slightly hooked, leaned over, hands cupped his cheeks, so gently on his lips fell a kiss.


    A kiss, like a dragonfly.


    She just straightened up to find Morris opened his eyes, a pair of deep as a cold pool of eyes staring at her.


    The next second, the man raised his hand and took her wrist, brought her into his arms and sat her down directly on hisp, “What, just a day apart and you miss me?”


    The next thing you know, Vivian is not struggling, but holding on to him like a bird, “Morris, I just don’t want to see you working too hard.”


    Vivian let out a long sigh, “Money, can never be earned, but our lives have an expiration date. In the limited time to think about desperately earn money, and finally the person died, the money is still not spent, is not a big regret.”


    Hearing her words, Morris nodded with approval, “Vivian has a point.”


    Morris wrapped his arm around her waist, sped the back of her neck with one hand, and kissed her dominantly on the lips.


    The kiss was soft with restraint.


    Ring-ring-ring


    The sudden ringing of the bell interrupted the intimate ambiguity between the two.


    Morris froze for a second and finally ignored it, only to continue kissing her in earnest.


    But the ringing phone seemed to be against him and kept on ringing.


    Vivian gently pushed his chest, “Why don’t you just answer the phone?”


    The man’s angled eyebrows wrinkled lightly, and his face was written with thick displeasure.


    “Damn it!”


    He wanted to see which one of them was disturbing his mood.


    Morris put one arm around Vivian, picked up his phone with the other hand, and nced at the phone number jumping on the screen.


    As he expected, it was Dixon.


    Morris reluctantly answered the phone, “You better have something big on your mind or I …”


    “Ergo, where’s Sophie?”


    Morris hadn’t finished a sentence when Dixon’s ragged voice came from the other end of the line, even the sound of gasping was extraordinarily clear.


    “What’s wrong with you?”


    Sensing that something was wrong, Morris followed with worry.


    Vivian leaned against Morris’ chest, and through her thin shirt, she could feel the momentary tightness of Morris’ muscles as he panicked.


    She tensed up along with him and lifted her head close to his cell phone, listening carefully to the voiceing from the receiver.


    “My parents are trying to set me up with Larissa, mean and shameless … to give me … me … hoo …”


    Even over the phone, Dixon found it hard to talk about it.


    This kind of thing spread out is a joke, Dixon only feel disgraceful.N?velDrama.Org copyrighted ? content.


    “I’ll send you Sophie’s exact address now.”


    Morris understood the situation in seconds, hung up and took his phone to send Dixon the specific information.


    Vivian watched as he operated his phone and edited the text, his eyebrows furrowed lightly, “You told Dixon Sophie’s address?”


    “Dixon fell for his parents and was drugged. Do you want to see him go out and find a woman and just fix it.”


    Vivian’s mouth was shut.


    She pursed her lips, did not say anything else, just a feeble sigh, “Listen to you.”


    In this situation, if Dixon is not allowed to see Sophie, I’m afraid he will really go to other women to ‘settle’.


    Instead of that, it would be better to make Dixon and Sophie whole.


    “Is Dixon the biological child of The Dixon family, and their family actually treats him like this?”