Harry stood in front of the sink, his cuffs rolled up to his arms. His white shirt was tucked in his suit pants and his slender legs were wrapped in his trousers. The smooth lines outlined the curve of his hips and his abdomen. His shoulders were wide and his waist was narrow. His figure was perfect and flawless. Stacy passed his arm and saw that he was washing clothes. It was Stephanie's dress. When they ate, they were stained with soup. Stacy had never seen him do these things before. He had arranged everything for himself, such as food, clothing, housing, and transportation. When did he need to do these things by himself? At this moment, he was washing clothes for his daughter. He felt it was very subtle. In a trance, she actually felt that this was the taste of home. Ordinary and warm. She almost didn't think about it. She came in and hugged him from behind with her face against his broad back. "Are you a heartless person, or a affect
Charles's nerves tensed. After all, Angela was part of Stacy's men. How could he explain himself? "Don't cry." Charles came over to comfort her. As soon as his hand touched her shoulder, he was pushed away by her. "Get out of here! Don't let me see you. I'm sick!" When she thought of last night, she couldn't help trembling and her stomach was rolling. Charles's expression changed. In the end, he didn't lose his temper. Indeed, he was a man. No matter what, he wouldn't lose anything in this matter. Moreover, this was not his first time, but it was Angela's first time. The most precious thing of a woman was gone when she was unconscious. His words were harsh and he didn't care about it. "She's outside. She just knocked on the door." Charles looked at her, hoping that she could calm down and solve the current problem first. Angela stopped crying abruptly and raised her red eyes. "What should we do?" It was so embarrassing. Ah, ah. She
"I am in love with Angela." At breakfast time, as soon as everyone arrived at the restaurant, Charles held Angela in his arms and announced. Angela was not used to his intimate behavior, so she struggled in his arms. Charles leaned over and warned him in a low voice, "Behave yourself if you don't want to be seen through." Left with no choice, Angela and Charles had no choice but to pretend to love each other. "Tsk, tsk." Boyce smacked his lips and said, "This is a rapid progress." When they were drinking the wine last night, Angela had rejected Charles. After one night, he would become her lover? "What if I'm lying to a ghost?" Boyce was obviously skeptical. It was only after listening to Stacy's explanation that Harry knew that Charles was acting. It was just that he was too lazy to expose him. He held Stephanie in his arms and sat down at the dining table to feed his daughter. He did not care about them at all. He was
"You are..." "Master Cheng, we're here to ask you about the method of making the fragrant Saffron Silk." Thera was the first to speak and explained her intentions. The old man's eyes were on the mighty group of people at the door, looking back and forth. His eyes were slightly pressed with deep wrinkles, and his eyes were deep and bottomless. He turned around and went into the house. "Come in." The living room of the wooden house was not big, so it couldn't accommodate all the people. The bodyguards didn't go in and guarded outside the door. Even so, as soon as they entered the room, the space became crowded. The decoration in the house was also very simple. Eight chairs were placed in Chinese style. On both sides of the wall, there were several paintings and newly made bamboo warnors. They were mixed together and didn't fit well. There was a table in the middle, and the old man was sitting in front of the main seat. He lit a cigarette and said, "Who
"I saw it." Stacy had long noticed that Thera had done it on purpose since the appearance of Xianghong in her sight. She was curious about what Thera really wanted to do. She mentioned it again. "He saved me because of this bracelet. What do you think is the relationship between him and Melissa?" She turned to look at Harry, knowing that he didn't like this woman, and he didn't like to be mentioned by others. However, she felt that both Thera and the master who was good at making Saffron Silk had something to do with Melissa because she found that the master had secretly looked at her bracelet and asked, "Where does this bracelet come from?" Harry was not clear about this either. He was a man, so he didn't need such a thing. His family had never mentioned it to him. He didn't know if the Louise family had such a jade bracelet. "So you want to stay and figure out this matter?" Although he asked in a tone of voice, he was very sure about it. This woman
The old man kept her guessing. "When you see her, you will know who she is. Let's have a good meal now." "When will she come back?" Stacy asked. She was a little excited, but she also had a guess. "I know this person?" "You usually look calm, but why can't you control your temper now?" The old man's tone became a little serious. "Zi Stacy said that if you can't bear it, you will mess up the big plan." The old man stood up. "Have a good meal. I'll go back to my room first." Stacy nodded. It was his own impulse. What he said to her today showed that he was willing to tell her what he wanted to know. Now, as long as she patiently waited for his sister's arrival, perhaps the confusion that hung over her heart could be solved one by one. Compared to the quiet backyard, the front yard was much livelier. Because Stacy wanted to stay, and Thera didn't leave either. He didn't take anyone with him. He only had competent assistants following him at
Seeing that it was Harry, Henric became more nervous. He didn't know if it was because he had done something bad. "Why are you here?" Harry stepped in and ignored his question. Instead, he sat next to him at the bedside. When Henric was about to move away, he was held by Harry. "You don't like me so much?" "No." Henric denied immediately. "I know exactly what you've done..." "I don't understand what you're saying!" Before Harry could finish his words, Henric interrupted him excitedly. The small hands on the bed were tightly holding the sheets, and the white order became wrinkled. How could Harry know that he had done it in such a secretive way? Harry touched his head and said, "You used Bai Yinhao and me to get your mommy, didn't you?" Henric widened his eyes and wrinkled his small face. His facial features were so funny that they changed their shape. How did this man know that he used Thera to make mommy with him? "You
The floor was covered with green tiles. Every step Stacy took was as light as stepping on cotton, making her feel insecure. She didn't know what was waiting for her inside. The faster she came into contact with what she wanted to know, the more nervous she became. She didn't know whether it was good or bad. They walked into the huge yard, and their footsteps seemed to be reverberating around them. The sound of it hitting on one's heart. The red door with patterns was open, and a woman stood in front of a long table. She stood with her back to the door and put her hands together, as if she was praying. At the door, Cathy patted Stacy on the shoulder and asked her to stand at the door and not move. Stacy understood what he meant, nodded and did not go in. Cathy stepped on the high threshold and entered the house. "How dare you come to see me?" The woman's voice was full of anger. As soon as the voice came out, Stacy was shocked. Sure