Chapter 202 A Master that Can Make Tea Silk


    "I am in love with Theresa."


    When everyone arrived at the restaurant at breakfast time, Armand hugged Theresa in his arms and


    announced.


    Theresa was not used to his intimate behaviour and struggled in his arm. Armand leaned forward and


    warned in a low voice, "If you don''t want to be exposed, then behave yourself."


    Theresa had no choice but pretended to be a lovey-dovey couple with Armand.


    “Tut, tut.” Boyce clicked his tongue, "What the rapid progress!”


    Theresa still disliked Armand when they were having a drinkst night. Howe they suddenly


    became a sweet couple in a night.


    It was clearly a lie.


    Boyce obviously doubted what he said. Matthew knew that Armand was pretending by just listen to


    what Dolores said.


    But he was toozy to reveal the truth.


    He carried Simona Flores and sat at the table to feed her daughter.


    He didn’t care what happened to them at all.


    The only thing that mattered was his daughter.


    Boyce knew everything deep down inside, but he didn’t tell anyone about that. He sat at the table and


    watched Matthew gently feeding his daughter. Uncontrobly, his mouth was moving and he was about


    tough. Before Simona was here, he had never seen such a gentle expression on Matthew’s face


    before.


    Was this considered parental pampering?


    At this moment, that is the most descriptive phrase for Matthew.


    "Simona". Boyce took a boiled egg, "Do you need me to peel the egg for you?"


    Simona shook her head and fell into Matthew’s arms, "No, my dad will peel it."


    Boyce blinked and felt like he was abandoned in a night. Matthew had a wife and children. He had a


    family of four. Her daughter was cute and lovely while his son was smart. Other than that, his wife was


    beautiful and was much younger than him, who was considered as the pampered wife.


    Now even the "yboy" Armand was seriously in love, he was still single!


    Was he abandoned?


    He is sitting next to Samuel Flores. They were the only two men who didn’t have a partner.


    Samuel didn''t understand why he wanted to sit so close to him and put the peeled white-boiled egg on


    his te.


    "Boyce, this is for you," Samuel said.


    Boyce’s serious face was rarely filled with warmth. He realized that he was not abandoned, there were


    still people who cared about him.


    He took it and took a bite of it, "Thank you, Samuel."


    Samuel looked at him as he smiled and said no, "I saw you alone and you look miserable."


    Boyce was speechless, "..."


    In an instant, he felt like the boiled egg in the mouth had spoiled.


    Dolores also remained sceptical and wondered whether what Armand said was true or not.


    "Why do you think Theresa came with me? Because we are in love so I brought her here. I think today,


    the sun is shining and the weather is glorious, it''s indeed a good day, so I choose to tell you that


    Theresa and I are in love today ".


    Armand said very seriously and energetically.


    Dolores kept her mouth shut about what he had said. As the saying goes, "Everything could be


    damaged except for one’s marriage" and just say, "Since you have decided then forgot what happened


    before and treat Theresa well."


    Theresa immediately felt embarrassed and lowered her head, "L, I ... did not deliberately hide it from


    you ..."


    "Okay, it''s gettingte, let''s eat first."


    She will not me Theresa, she was an adult, she must know what she was doing. The only thing she


    worried about was that Armand was going to hurt her.


    As they hadn’t known each other for a long time. Armand was so frivolous that Theresa might get hurt


    by him.


    Theresa patted Armand’s hand and walked towards Dolores, "L."


    Dolores put her arms around her shoulders and they sat together at the table. She told her not to


    stress. Just do what she wanted in love.


    Theresa did not dare to look directly at Dolores as she felt guilty.


    Because she and Armand were not in love.


    Matthew held Dolores’ hand under the table," Each man has their own destiny."


    He didn''t want Dolores to worry too much about other people''s affairs.


    He put a ss of full cream milk in front of her, "Drink it up."


    Dolores understood what she meant. In fact, she did not want to intervene but worried about her due to


    their rtionship. She picked up the ss of milk and drank it up.


    "Mommy." Simona handed the egg that Matthew had peeled to Dolores, " This is for you”.


    The girl raised her little hand. She took the ''white ball'' in her hand and sent it to Dolores’ mouth.


    She was such an obedient girl.


    Dolores bit the egg in her daughter''s hand. It was nothing more than the taste of an egg, but out of no


    reason, the taste of the egg was especially good today.


    She touched her daughter''s hair. She didn’t realize that there was some egg yolk sticking at the corner


    of her mouth. Matthew took out the napkin and wiped the corner of her lips.


    Dolores felt awkward. As there were so many people, she stretched her hand out and wanted to clean


    herself. But then she identally made eye contact with Matthew.


    She thought of what he said, that was, to be a lovey-dovey couple outside, she then withdrew her


    outstretched hand.


    She let him help her clean her mouth, Simona fell into Matthew’s arms and giggled. She liked the way


    her father treated her mother.


    She felt so happy.


    Armand was dumbfounded after seeing this, he took a long swig of the ss of milk. He gulped down


    the ss of milk and said. “Could you guys not act lovey-dovey bright and early Boyce might have a


    hard feeling as he has not been in a rtionship before at such an age.”


    After speaking, he himself chuckled.


    Boyce looked at him in disgust, stood up after taking thest bite of the egg.


    Samuel followed him and stood up, "I finished the meal either."


    "Come. Let me lead you out of here" The more it went, the more Boyce felt that the boy was simr to


    him.


    They walked towards the door and met Charles White who wasing here.


    Dolores stopped, "Why did Mr Whitee?"


    "I''m here to find Miss Flores." There was a slight smile on Charles’ face again.


    Boyce alsoughed, "She is eating now. May Mr White wait here for a while?"


    "Of course." Charles didn''t mind about that.


    His gaze fell on Samuel, the little man didn''t look too big but looked very handsome, and his eyes and


    face were in the same mould as Matthew. They looked identical.


    "Is your name Samuel?" Charles asked with a smile.


    Samuel politely replied, "Yes, my name is Samuel Flores, you can call me Samuel."


    Charles was stunned, Samuel Flores?


    Why was hisst name the same as his mother’s?


    Not to mention that the Nelson family was a big family, even if it was an ordinary family, the children,


    especially a boy, did not share the samest name with their mother.


    He felt strange.


    It was quite interesting.


    The smile on Charles’ face became radiant gradually, he looked sunny and kind, "Your name sounds


    nice, Samuel. Your name means a new beginning, the renewal of everything, as the saying goes,


    morning hours are the best time of the day. Is it given by your father? "


    " No, it''s given by my mom,” Samuel replied.


    He wasn’t aware of his intention at all.


    He always smiled broadly in which people won’t think that he was a bad guy.


    He let Samuel’s guard down.


    "Oh, your mommy was amazing..."


    While he was talking, he saw Dolores and Matthew leave.


    "Take you to see the master today."


    "Okay." Dolores agreed, "Then wait for me.”


    She turned his head to look at Matthew, before she could say, she heard him said, "I''ll go with you."


    Charles was very friendly to Dolores, so Matthew didn''t like him.


    How could he agree to let him be with Dolores?


    Unless he was crazy.


    "Then what about the two of them?" Dolores’ eyes widened, she was surprised that Matthew was going


    to follow her.


    "I’ll just bring them along." He was ufortable leaving the two children behind, so he had to bring


    them along.


    Dolores knew Matthew so well since he had already made a decision, she knew clearly that she can’t


    change him.


    "Is it far? Can we be back today?" Dolores asked and if the destination was far, she would prepare


    some daily necessities for the kids.


    "Let''s go. We can be back today." Charles replied. His eyes fell on Matthew while he was talking, "Is Mr


    Nelson always worried about me?"


    Matthew sneered, his voice was neither high nor low but was frightening enough, he grabbed Dolores’


    shoulder with his hand, "I have never regarded Mr White as an opponent."


    What he meant was that he was unqualified.


    Charles was also angry and smiled kindly, "Then I will wait outside."


    He raised his hand and signalled Tom to push him out.


    "Who is he?" Armand walked over to Boyce and asked.


    "He is thendlord of the White City".


    Boyce answered nonchntly.


    "He is not an ordinary man. Ame man can be convincing. He must be something." Armand touched


    his chin and moved away from Charles. He turned his head to look at Boyce, "They just said they want


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    to go. Where are they going?”


    “They want to meet a master who can make Tea Silk."


    " Wow, Tea Silk? "Theresa almost jumped with excitement when she heard what he said.


    Armand looked at her in surprise, "Is this thing precious? Why have I never heard of it before? "


    Theresa looked at him with disdain, "You know nothing".


    Armand was speechless, "..."


    "I ..."


    Theresa didn''t bother to listen to him at all and walked away. She followed Dolores to pack their


    belongings, and then the group of people left the hotel.


    Everyone went together. They went there in three cars. Their car was led by the two cars of Charles in


    front of them.


    The further they drove, the more remote the ce was. Meanwhile, the road became more rugged.


    When the car entered a scenic town, Dolores was instantly fascinated by the surrounding scenery.


    That was a small town sandwiched between rivers and mountains. The structure and design of the


    houses were unique. They looked more gorgeous between the mountains. The sunny hillside was


    covered with vineyards. As the car entered the town, they could smell the fragrance from the mixture of


    soil and the grape leaves.


    As the car continued to move, they found that there were old buildings with ethnic characteristics all


    around the town. There were small wooden houses, well-preserved medieval viges which were


    connected by a series of vineyards and in front of each house, there were hanging scissors for fruit


    harvesting as well as bamboo baskets for collecting grapes...


    Such an atmosphere made Simona excited and she patted the car window, "Wow, there are a lot of


    vines. They must be full of grapes in the summer..."


    At this time, Charles’ car in front of them stopped, so did theirs.


    Everyone got out of the car one after another.


    Charles pointed to the vige, not far away, "Our destination is right in front but we can''t drive inside, so


    can only get there on foot."


    "The surrounding here is really good and it won’t be tiring to walk." Theresa also appreciated the


    environment here.


    It was really rare to have such a fresh and uncontaminated vige nowadays.


    "Then let''s go." Charles was still leading the way.


    Matthew looked around to confirm that it was the vige before he put his hand around Dolores’


    shoulders and said, "Let''s go."


    "Ok".


    About half an hourter, they entered the vige. There were not many people, they asionally met


    one or two who were at old age on their way. They didn’t meet any young people.


    "This is the house." Charles pointed to a wooden house built at the end of the bridge and under the


    bridge was a river with crystal clear waters.


    There were branches evenly tied to the fence. There was no door. Within the courtyard, there was a


    two-story wooden house. There was a bamboo chair on the right. An old man sits on it as he was


    carving a bamboo basket with the thin strip of bamboo in his hand. As he heard their movement, he


    raised his head, at that moment, the wrinkles on his forehead were deep, and his deep eyes fell on


    Matthew.


    He stopped his work and stood up.