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Chapter 1091: Divine Assistance for Attack_1 “Hey, Peggy,” she poked Peggy on the arm, “move over a bit, I want to sit here.

Your dad will be sitting here in a while too.

We can’t just let you take up the middle, can you?”

Peggy looked around innocently.

She was such an innocent one.

There was plenty of space on both sides, Mrs.

and Mr.

Lewis could totally sit there.

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Taking advantage of the situation, Lyke quickly stood up and said, “How can I let godmother and godfather sit on chairs?

I should sit on the chair.

You should sit on the couch.”

“That won’t do, that won’t do.

You guys are our guests, we can’t let you sit on chairs,” Mrs.

Lewis immediately rejected the idea.

“Well, you are my elders.

I can’t just stretch out comfortably on the sofa, can I?” Lyke said.

With a gentle nudge to Mrs.

Lewis’s shoulder, he guided her to the sofa, “Please sit on the sofa, it will make me feel better.”

After making sure Mrs.

Lewis was comfortably sitting on the couch, Lyke hurriedly dragged his chair to sit next to Peggy.

It was a pity that there wasn’t as much room as on the couch to sit closer.

However, sitting next to Peggy like this, it felt a lot like he was part of the family.

Lyke was quite pleased with this.

After a while, Mr.

Lewis also came back.

Upon entering, Mr.

Lewis first went to wash his hands.

After cleaning up, he came into the living room and took a look.

Hmm?

Why was Lyke sitting on a chair instead of the sofa?

The dining chair wasn’t as comfortable as the couch and definitely less formal.

How could they let a guest sit on a chair?

Just as Mr.

Lewis was about to speak up, Mrs.

Lewis stood up and led him away.

“There is a space here, you sit here,” Mrs.

Lewis said.

“But…” Mr.

Lewis started to object.

Mrs.

Lewis quickly gave him a nudge and whispered, “It’s nice this way.

If we sit on chairs, Lyke won’t be comfortable.

Besides, he and Peggy are close, it’s more comfortable for the two of them to sit together.”

Lyke thought to himself, “Mrs.

Lewis is indeed a powerful ally!

She isn’t inferior to the Old Madam!”

He really should introduce Mrs.

Lewis to Old Madam.

Mr.

Lewis had to discard his previous idea for now.

It was also inappropriate to ask Mrs.

Lewis what was going on right now.

“Right, we also bought some ingredients back,” Peggy said.

“What did you buy ingredients for?

We have everything at home.

I even went to the market today and bought quite a bit,” Mrs.

Lewis replied.

Peggy explained, “Didn’t I say that I was going to cook for you guys tonight?

So, I went to the supermarket and got everything I need according to the recipe.”

“You silly girl, why didn’t you tell me earlier?

Then so much was purchased, isn’t it wasteful?” Mrs.

Lewis asked.

“How can it be wasteful?

It’s all food, we can just eat it regularly.

And there are seven of us today,” Peggy added, counting Morgan.

Even though Morgan’s portion could only be considered half, that still made six and a half.

“I know my own level.

I can only handle three or four dishes at my very best.

You still need to handle the rest,” Peggy said.

Mrs.

Lewis laughed, “You indeed know yourself very well.”

“Of course, I’ve only cooked once, so I have a good understanding of my own level,” Peggy said.

Mrs.

Lewis had a different focus to Mr.

Lewis when he heard that.

“So you’ve cooked before?” Mr.

Lewis, who knows Peggy very well, asked, “When did you get so diligent?

So, even living on your own, you can actually cook by yourself now?”

They didn’t mind Peggy living on her own.

What they were really worried about was Peggy’s nutritional intake when it came to meals.

She was too lazy to cook and not keen on using a stove.

Always ordering takeout and often not eating on time.

With such a diet, her nutrition was lacking, and it wasn’t great for her stomach health either.

How could they not worry?

And now, Peggy is saying that she can cook for herself?

Peggy Lewis: “…”

Instinctively, she felt she couldn’t tell her parents that the first time she cooked was for Lyke Zhekova.

They would certainly be upset if they knew.

Especially Mr.

Lewis, if he knew that her first attempt at cooking didn’t start with their tasting but benefited Lyke Zhekova first.

Wouldn’t he have a complaint against Lyke Zhekova?

So, Peggy Lewis vaguely said, “since I’m preparing it for you, shouldn’t I practice first before that?

It must be deemed tasty.

Otherwise, if I made a table full of burnt or seasoned wrong dishes, it would be inappropriate.”

Upon hearing this, Mr.

Lewis thought it made sense and stopped questioning.

After Peggy Lewis finished speaking, she immediately turned her head and winked at Lyke Zhekova.

She hinted that she had absolutely no intention of using Lyke Zhekova as a guinea pig.

This was all said to comfort her parents.

Lyke Zhekova curved the corner of his mouth to reassure her.

Peggy Lewis finally sighed a breath of relief.

Unexpectedly, returning home to her parents felt like being in a battlefield where she had to stay alert all the time.

“Let Cindy and I prepare for tonight.” Cindy Clarke said, “Every time I came over in the past, it was always prepared by you, Godmother.”

Cindy had long acknowledged Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis as her godfather and godmother.

Even though she had been avoiding her parents for these years.

But the warmth of the home, on the contrary, was much more than before.

Every time Cindy came over, Mrs.

Lewis would feel sorry that her daily job was cooking.

Always soaking in the kitchen.

So, when Cindy comes over, she shouldn’t be soaking in the kitchen again.

Even a great interest can’t stand this daily routine, right?

It’s good to let her rest and take a breather.

So every time Cindy came over, Mrs.

Lewis forbade her from doing anything.

Only if Cindy had some new cuisine to let Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis taste, would Mrs.

Lewis let her work in the kitchen.

“Today, let’s both of us daughters cook a meal for you.” Cindy said.

These words immediately moved Mrs.

Lewis to tears.

Mrs.

Lewis was touched, and her eyes were red.

“Alright.” Mrs.

Lewis nodded, agreeing to Cindy’s suggestion.

She would never have thought that she would gain another filial daughter in her old age.

Seeing that the timing was almost right, Peggy Lewis and Cindy Clarke went to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients.

Peggy Lewis was responsible for the few dishes she already knew how to prepare.

The rest was taken care of by Cindy.

Cindy checked the ingredients Mrs.

Lewis had bought and made a selection.

Cindy taught Peggy some simple yet delicious recipes.

One of them was Clam and Vermicelli Pot.

Although there was tinfoil in the house, there was no need to be so formal for home cooking, like in a restaurant.

So after consulting with Cindy, Peggy used a casserole instead, which also worked well.

First she soaked the vermicelli until it softened, then spread the enoki mushrooms evenly on the base layer of the casserole, followed by a second layer of vermicelli.

Lastly, clams that had been purged of sand were placed on the top layer.

She mixed bird’s eye chilli, minced garlic, and oyster sauce together, poured hot oil to make a sauce, and spread it over the clams.

Then she added doubanjiang and steamed fish soy sauce.

Since these seasonings were already salty enough, she didn’t add any more salt.

Then she just added water and simmered it over low heat, it was simple and quick.

Seeing that Mrs.

Lewis had bought a snapper, Cindy used it to make steamed fish.

Chapter 1092: Otherwise, What Do You Think It Is?_1 Peggy Lewis watched from the side.

Her dish was simple and she wasn’t busy, so she took the opportunity to learn from Cindy Clarke.

Seeing this, Cindy chuckled faintly, “What, you want to learn to make this for Fourth Uncle?”

Peggy Lewis: “…”

That was exactly what she was thinking.

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But was she really that transparent?

Did Cindy see it?

Peggy Lewis had always been herself in front of Cindy.

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Peggy Lewis touched her face, asking, “You could tell?

Is it that obvious?”

Cindy laughed, “What, did you think it was written on your face that you wanted to cook for my Uncle?”

Peggy Lewis: “…”

“Isn’t it because you’re living at Fourth Uncle’s house?

Given your character, you wouldn’t just stay there without doing anything, right?

You must have intended to cook for him, to give some thanks.

What else could it be?” Cindy explained, beaming as she moved closer to Peggy Lewis, blinking playfully.

Peggy Lewis felt she hadn’t thought much, so why did Cindy make her feel so guilty?

“Nothing, really.” Peggy Lewis said, “You know me best, that’s exactly what I was thinking.”

Cindy nodded, taking Peggy’s words for truth.

“Is this dish difficult?” Peggy Lewis asked again.

“Not difficult, watch this.” Cindy continued her preparations while talking.

She couldn’t help but marvel, back when she tried to teach Peggy how to make Scallion Oil Noodles, Peggy didn’t bother to learn.

Now, for the sake of Lyke Zhekova, she wanted to learn how to steam fish.

Regardless of how simple steamed fish may be, it’s definitely more complex than mixing noodles with scallion oil.

Cindy washed the fish, used a kitchen towel to absorb the water on the surface of the fish.

Then she cut the fish’s side and thoroughly cleaned inside the belly.

She spread scallions on the bottom of the dish.

The remaining scallions and ginger were stuffed into the fish belly.

She then laid bacon on the fish surface.

“Actually, using Yunnan Ham tastes better, but if there’s no Yunnan Ham at home, substituting with bacon works too.” Cindy explained.

Meanwhile, she covered the bacon with slices of ginger.

“This will work.” Cindy said, “Now, let’s put the fish in the pot to steam it.”

“Depending on the size of the fish, the steaming time varies.

This is based on experience, there’s no definitive measure.” Cindy added, “The scallions and ginger remove the fishiness, and the savory flavor of the bacon enhances the freshness of the fish.”

Peggy Lewis thought to herself, the fish, flavored with the salty taste of bacon, must be mouthwatering.

She quickly swallowed her saliva, “If it were Yunnan Ham, it must taste even better.”

Cindy nodded, “Why don’t you and Fourth Uncle come over to our house one day?

I’ll make the complete version for you to try.”

“Great, great.” Peggy Lewis rapidly nodded her agreement.

She hugged Cindy’s waist and buried her head on Cindy’s shoulder, “It’s been a long time since I last ate your cooking.”

Eating Cindy’s cuisine could be addictive.

If you haven’t had it for a while, you’d crave it.

Unfortunately, now Cindy was monopolized by Adrian Zhekova, if she wanted to eat her food, it wasn’t as easy as before.

“When are you going to open a restaurant?

You don’t have to cook everything yourself, just leave it to the chefs.

Even if it’s not as delicious as you cook yourself, if it’s 80% similar, that’s still acceptable,” Peggy Lewis asked.

“I am thinking about it too, and planning it recently,” Cindy Clarke said, “You know, my goal has always been to open my own restaurant.

Design my own menu, use cuisine to express my ideas.

In the future, I want to expand my restaurant overseas.

So that Chinese people abroad, and foreigners who are used to General Tso’s Chicken, a dish we don’t even have, can taste and embrace the real Chinese cuisine.”

“You can do it!” Peggy Lewis had absolute confidence in Cindy Clarke.

Even Charles Dean became a fanatical supporter of Cindy Clarke.

“Well, pay attention to the seasonings now,” said Cindy Clarke.

“Wait a bit, let me record this so I don’t forget it later,” Peggy Lewis said.

Cindy Clarke waited for Peggy Lewis to open the camera app, switch to video mode, and then she started.

“The seasoning is actually very simple, all very common,” said Cindy Clarke, “Soy sauce, soy sauce, cooking wine, sugar.

Then boil the cilantro in this sauce, so the sauce has a faint cilantro flavor.”

“However, the taste of the sauce itself is strong, so even if you have the flavor of cilantro, it’s not very obvious.

It’s like extracting the essence of cilantro and mixing it with the sauce.

I’ve tested it.

Even people who don’t eat cilantro can accept it.”

“Then just remove the coriander.

These boiled, softened coriander that has changed color does not look good on fish,” Cindy Clarke explained.

“That’s it?” Peggy Lewis asked in surprise.

“Yeah,” Cindy Clarke nodded, “When the fish is steamed, pour this sauce over it, then pour hot oil on it.”

“We’re in no rush now,” said Cindy Clarke, “let’s prepare the rest of the seasonings first.”

Originally, Cindy Clarke’s dishes come out fast.

With Peggy Lewis taking charge of four dishes, learning and helping on the side, the dishes came out even faster.

Cindy Clarke added Sichuan peppercorns to the hot oil, then poured the spicy and numbing hot oil over the fish.

The moment the hot oil was poured onto the fish, it made a sizzling sound, accompanied by the aroma of oil and peppercorns.

“It smells so good,” Peggy Lewis almost went over to smell it.

Cindy Clarke also made salted egg yolk volcano ribs and crispy chicken with apple sauce.

Crispy chicken with apple sauce is a revised version of the apple roast chicken she made when she participated in the Cooking Competition.

First, fried the chicken in oil to make the skin crispy, then stuffed apples and potatoes, as well as various seasoning spices, into the chicken belly, and then baked it in the oven.

This way, the chicken skin can be made as thin as cicada wings and exceptionally crispy.

This is a revised version of the apple roast chicken she made when she participated in the Cooking Competition.

Since Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis had never eaten it before, she combined the two and made it for them.

She also made golden BBQ pork.

The soup was shrimp and tofu soup.

She made another three cold dishes, mixing cold and hot as well as vegetable and meat dishes.

The tofu-produced soup was milky white, and the shrimp heads were fried into a bright red shrimp oil, which was added to the milky white tofu soup, making the milky white soup color more appealing with the sesame oil.

The tofu absorbed the fishy taste of the shrimp, highlighting the sweetness of the shrimp.

In addition to the clam and vermicelli pot, Peggy Lewis also made Mapo Tofu, broccoli shrimp tofu steamed egg, and tinfoil beef.

The two of them served their own dishes separately.

But even if they didn’t do it this way, Cindy Clarke and Peggy Lewis’ dishes can be distinguished at a glance.

After all, Cindy Clarke is a professional, so her dishes are more refined and neat.

It’s like bringing the restaurant’s food home.

Peggy Lewis’ dishes look like homemade, but because she doesn’t cook much usually, doing so much this time is already very good.

Chapter 1093: Don’t look at me, we should see each other in three days_1 Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis didn’t ask who cooked which dish.

Because they could tell at a glance.

They were just very surprised that Peggy Lewis could cook so well.

Though her skills are not as good as Cindy Clarke’s, Cindy is a professional after all.

Compared to the everyday dishes ordinary people prepare, what Peggy made seems quite reasonable.

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At least it seems it can compete with what Mrs.

Lewis makes.

“Did you really make this?” Mrs.

Lewis asked Peggy in surprise, “Did Cindy help you?”

“No.” Cindy Clarke shook her head with a smile, “We both made our own dishes, I didn’t help her at all.

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We were both busy.”

“Wow, how long has it been since we last saw you? Your cooking skills have improved so much!” said Mrs.

Lewis, amazed.

Apart for three days warrants renewed respect.

When did Peggy practice this?

Mrs.

Lewis shifted her gaze from the dishes and looked at Lyke Zhekova.

Could it be that he secretly helped her cook?

It has to be said, a woman’s intuition can be quite terrifying.

Lyke Zhekova felt guilty under Mrs.

Lewis’s gaze and almost broke into a cold sweat.

He quickly avoided Mrs.

Lewis’s gaze out of guilt.

“It does look quite decent.” Mr.

Lewis nodded approvingly, “We will see what it tastes like later.”

“Who would have thought that so many people could gather in our home?” Mr.

Lewis looked around at the table filled with people and sighed.

Many of their relatives were living in their hometown or elsewhere.

Furthermore, most of the elders in their family have passed away.

Without the cohesion brought by the elders,

Naturally, it would become more difficult for everyone to get together.

They only go back to their hometown every few years.

At other times, they would stay in Belford for the New Year.

Although they didn’t have to travel long distances, their home felt a bit empty.

Just the three of them.

Later on, when Peggy met Cindy, as long as they celebrated the New Year in Belford, Cindy would also bring Morgan Zhekova along.

Now they had added Adrian Zhekova and Lyke Zhekova.

Even though it wasn’t the New Year, just a regular gathering, it was still more lively than usual.

It was both Adrian’s and Lyke’s first time visiting.

Just now, as Cindy and Peggy were in the kitchen, they didn’t know what was going on in the living room.

But as long as Adrian and Lyke wanted to, they could engage in lively conversation and were able to pick topics that the other party liked.

So, there’s no awkward silence at all.

Lyke was doing his best to make a good impression on his future father-in-law and mother-in-law.

And Adrian, grateful for the care that Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis had given Cindy and Morgan, naturally treated them like his own family.

With their effort, Adrian and Lyke made both Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis laugh heartily.

In a short while, they alleviated the tension.

They treated Adrian and Lyke like their young family members.

This was the magic of Adrian and Lyke.

Even though Lyke is technically Adrian’s Fourth Uncle.

If they treated Adrian as a junior, then Lyke couldn’t possibly be considered a junior by any means.

He should be considered a peer of Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis.

But Lyke managed to have Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis treat him like a junior.

The way these familial relationships work is quite confusing.

Mr.

Lewis naturally picked up his wine glass and briefly expressed his cheerful mood before he started eating.

Peggy Lewis was serving Clam and Vermicelli Pot, a cuisine that Lyke Zhekova never tried before.

Peggy figured, since her parents hadn’t tasted food cooked by her when she cooked for the first time,

why not let them try her yet untasted by others cuisine?

Even Lyke shouldn’t be the first one to taste this.

So, this time, she asked Cindy Clarke to teach her some dishes that she had never taught her before.

Mr.

Lewis grabbed a piece of clam.

In the open clam, a little minced garlic was still sticking to the flesh.

Mr.

Lewis then put the clam meat and minced garlic into his mouth.

The roasted garlic, contrary to the stingy taste of raw garlic, gave off a pungent aroma.

Plus the spiciness of chili pepper combined with the delicate and elastic clam meat, the taste was mildly stimulating, making it hot and exciting.

The vermicelli and enoki mushrooms underneath were soaked in the delicious clam soup, which was flavored with minced garlic and chili pepper.

The vermicelli was smooth and soft, while the enoki mushrooms were crunchy and squeaky when bitten.

When grabbing a noodle, it was inevitable to grab some enoki mushrooms along with it.

The soft and slippery texture of vermicelli combined with the crispy texture of enoki mushrooms created an indescribable highlight.

Mr.

Lewis looked surprised at Peggy Lewis and said, “I did not expect your cooking skills to be so good.”

“It’s not worse than a restaurant,” Mrs.

Lewis agreed.

Given that it was Peggy who had cooked the dishes, the meal felt even more special.

The dish tasted delicious no matter how it was prepared.

Mapo Tofu was spicy but with a touch of sweetness.

The Tinfoil Beef was from Peggy’s menu, hence Peggy and Lyke Zhekova personally selected the beef at the supermarket.

They purposely bought high-quality Wagyu beef.

The red and white marbling of the beef was especially impressive, the red meat carried white fat flowers, lined up close together.

Thus, no further processing was required; the quality of the beef itself guaranteed a tender taste.

Once you took a bite, it felt as if it was bursting with juice.

The fat in the beef exploded immediately.

To describe the sensation as “melts in your mouth” would not be an exaggeration.

After everyone tried a bite of Peggy’s dish, they started to taste Cindy’s dish.

The steamed fish was particularly attractive.

Adrian Zhekova moved the ginger and spring onion strips from the fish belly with public chopsticks, then put it down with an “Eh”.

“That’s bacon,” Cindy Clarke said.

Adrian Zhekova agreed, saying, “Are you using bacon as a substitute for Yunnan ham?”

“Yes, although the taste will be slightly different, it offers its own unique flavor.

Try it,” Cindy encouraged.

Adrian Zhekova took a bite of the fish; it was firm and tender.

Bacon’s salt and aroma are thoroughly steamed into the fish, a combination of salty, aromatic, sweet, and a bit numbing.

All these flavors mixed together were highly enjoyable, the second bite came without any realization.

Because ginger and onion strips were also added to the fish belly.

So, when grabbing the fish, it was inevitable to grab a few ginger and onion strips along with it.

Mixed together, it brought out a unique taste due to the spicy flavor of ginger and the aroma of onions.

Because spring onion strips were spread on top of the fish, inside the belly, and at the bottom of the plate, the taste of spring onions was obvious.

Amidst the onion’s aroma, there subtly lingered another unique scent.

“It’s the aroma of coriander,” Cindy explained.

“Eh?

How come I did not see any coriander?” Mrs.

Lewis asked surprisingly.

Peggy stepped in to explain, “I know this because I watched Cindy do it.

When she was boiling the sauce, she put in coriander.

The sauce has the flavor of coriander, but the cooked coriander has been taken out.”

Chapter 1094: There Was Before?

_1 “This is absolutely delicious,” Mrs.

Lewis remarked.

There were so many people that just a few bites depleted one fish.

By the time everyone realised it was gone, they hadn’t even begun to touch the other dishes yet.

“Ah, I should have bought a bigger fish.

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This one wasn’t enough,” Mrs.

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Lewis regretted and clapped her hands.

“Don’t worry about it, the best part is craving for it next time.

Imagine getting tired of it after one meal and never wanting it again – it would be a pity!” Cindy Clarke said with a laugh.

“Absolutely,” Mr.

Lewis nodded, eyeing the plate of ribs.

“This is salted egg yolk volcano ribs,” Cindy introduced.

Mr.

Lewis was the first to grab a piece.

As the name implies, the ribs are stacked to resemble a volcano.

For this, long pieces of rib meat are chosen and stacked together.

The ribs are a little larger than what one normally prepares at home, making them easier to stack up.

Golden salted egg yolk rests atop the pile of ribs.

The yolk offers a gritty texture in the mouth.

Meat from the ribs near the bone is especially tender and juicy, unlike the slightly tougher meat from elsewhere.

With each bite, juices from the meat combined with the sandy texture of the egg yolk to create a salty and savoury flavour explosion.

Next to the volcano ribs was the Crispy Chicken with Apple Sauce.

The chicken was first fried before being baked, resulting in an exceptionally crispy surface.

The chicken skin was so crispy that a single bite could cause crumbles.

While the skin was crispy, the meat underneath was tender and juicy.

“How is this made?” Mrs.

Lewis was curious to learn, “The skin is so thin and crispy, yet how can the meat inside stay so tender and juicy?”

Cindy explained, “At first, I fried it but didn’t cook the inside.

I only made the skin crispy to lock in the juices.

Then, I put it in the oven.”

“The oven is different from a microwave; it heats from the outside in,” Cindy further explained.

“This way, the skin gets even crispier, the meat inside stays tender, and the juices are locked in, enhancing the overall mouthfeel.”

Mrs.

Lewis was left in awe and thought it was too much of a hassle.

However, Cindy was meticulous with her cooking and didn’t mind the effort.

If it were to be made at home, who would be willing to go through such an intricate process?

After all, this was not the only dish to prepare.

Mrs.

Lewis gave up as soon as she heard the explanation.

Since it was a homecooked meal, Cindy didn’t deep-fry the dishes.

She used the typical amount of oil used at home for frying.

As a result, the fried dishes were slightly imperfect.

If she had used more oil, the result would have been better.

The dinner prepared by Peggy Lewis and Cindy was well-received.

To Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis, the fact that Peggy could create these four dishes made them feel extremely fortunate.

After dinner, Mrs.

Lewis insisted on not letting Cindy and Peggy do the clean up.

Truth be told, doing the dishes was the most bothersome task.

The kitchen could not accommodate a dishwasher.

If it could, Peggy would have already installed one.

Moreover, Cindy frequently received dishwashers as gifts from brands she worked with in her ads.

Therefore, Mrs.

Lewis would have plenty of options to choose from.

However, the issue was that there was simply no space in the kitchen.

With more dishes than usual today, how could Peggy allow Mrs.

Lewis to do them all?

No matter what, she had to follow Mrs.

Lewis to the kitchen.

Seeing this, Cindy also went into the kitchen.

“Oh my!” Mrs.

Lewis said helplessly, “Our kitchen is already small.

With all of you in here, it’s cramped!

There’s barely any room to move around!

Please, everyone, leave the kitchen to me.”

“Actually,” Peggy suggested, “why don’t you let me handle this?

I haven’t done any housework ever since I was young.

Allow yourselves to rest today and leave everything to me.”

Mrs.

Lewis was reluctant.

Initially, she wanted to object, but then she thought it would be a perfect opportunity to inquire about something regarding Peggy and Lyke Zhekova from Cindy while Peggy wasn’t around.

After all, she didn’t need to hold back with her own daughter.

Eagerly, Mrs.

Lewis accepted Peggy’s offer and said, “Fine.

Today, I shall treat myself to the benefits of my daughter doing the chores for me.”

Mrs.

Lewis put her arm around Cindy’s shoulder, saying, “Let’s go, we should move outside and chat.”

“I should stay and help Peggy,” Cindy chimed in.

It wouldn’t be fair to leave this mess for Peggy alone.

Just by looking at the mess, Cindy felt a headache coming on.

“Don’t worry about it,” Peggy reassured, “Leave it to me.”

“Exactly, just leave it to her,” Mrs.

Lewis suddenly reversed her stance from doting on her daughter to being dismissive about her doing housework.

In front of a potential coupling, having Peggy do some chores didn’t seem to faze or distress Mrs.

Lewis anymore.

Cindy wanted to stay, but Mrs.

Lewis gave her a meaningful look.

Cindy then understood that Mrs.

Lewis probably had something to ask her, and reluctantly agreed to leave.

Instead of going back to the living room, they headed to the bedroom after leaving the kitchen.

Once inside and with the door closed, Mrs.

Lewis leaned in closer to Cindy and asked in a soft voice, “Cindy, can I ask you something?”

“Sure, go ahead,” Cindy answered, guessing that Mrs.

Lewis had a question for her.

She also speculated that it was most likely related to (Peggy and Lyke).

“What exactly is going on between Peggy and your Fourth Uncle?” Mrs.

Lewis questioned, “Peggy said they are just friends, but there seems to be more to it than just that.”

“Peggy is incredibly sharp when it comes to work, but I don’t know why she becomes oblivious when it comes to matters of the heart.

It’s like she’s missing a screw,” Mrs.

Lewis sighed, exasperated.

“I trust your judgement,” Mrs.

Lewis stated.

Especially since Lyke was Cindy’s relative.

Cindy must know a lot more.

“Fourth Uncle does have feelings for Peggy and is pursuing her,” Cindy confessed without a second thought.

Upon hearing this, Mrs.

Lewis immediately felt that Peggy really was oblivious.

“I knew it.

I could tell there was more between them than they wanted to admit.

Comically oblivious, isn’t she?” Mrs.

Lewis couldn’t help but complain to Cindy, “I haven’t even met your Fourth Uncle before today, yet I sensed something was up.

How could she be so oblivious?”

Cindy laughed and said, “If she were a little more sensitive in this aspect, do you think she would still be single?

There have been many people interested in her before, but she never noticed.”

“There were others in the past?” Mrs.

Lewis immediately asked.

Now that Lyke was in the picture, Cindy didn’t worry that Mrs.

Lewis would hold this against Peggy.

That’s why she brought it up.

“I never met them, but when Peggy and I chat, we share stories about things happening around us.

Based on what she has described, it can be deduced that quite a number of people have shown an interest in her,” Cindy revealed.

“But because Peggy never noticed any of it, those people misunderstood and assumed her nonchalance as rejection.

Therefore, they never formally pursued her and withdrew before anything started,” Cindy elaborated.

Chapter 1095: Too High_1 Upon noticing, Cindy Clarke also warned Peggy Lewis.

But maybe she warned too late.

That person was already out of the picture.

Or maybe Peggy Lewis didn’t believe her.

And even if she did believe her, he wasn’t Peggy’s type.

Plus, Peggy Lewis really dislikes having a man by her side.

So, she kept dragging things, until now, giving a chance to Lyke Zhekova.

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What can Mrs.

Lewis say?

It was all because Peggy was unambitious.

She previously had so many opportunities to find someone, but didn’t cherish them.

It was a waste for Mrs.

Lewis to make so much effort introducing suitable suitors.

But it seems it was Peggy’s destiny to remain single until now.

Otherwise, had Peggy really married, she would not have met Lyke Zhekova today.

Thinking about Lyke Zhekova lifted Mrs.

Lewis’s mood again.

Mrs.

Lewis couldn’t help but murmur to herself, wondering about the incredible luck that led Peggy to such a good man.

Now that the topic was brought up, Cindy Clarke took the opportunity to ask Mrs.

Lewis, “Godmother, Fourth Uncle is just a bit older than us, his age…

is also older than Peggy…

it might not be considered little, but it’s not a lot either, and I think it’s within an acceptable range.”

When Mattew Xenos asked about Lyke Zhekova’s age, Mrs.

Lewis wasn’t present,

And Mr.

Lewis hadn’t had a chance to tell her yet.

So, Mrs.

Lewis then asked, “How old is he?”

“He’s 37 this year,” answered Cindy Clarke.

Cindy Clarke was a little nervous, unsure of what Mrs.

Lewis’s attitude would be, so she kept an eye on Mrs.

Lewis’s reaction.

The truth is…the age difference between Lyke Zhekova and Peggy Lewis does indeed qualify them as a match of an older husband and a young wife.

“Is that his nominal age?” Mrs.

Lewis asked again.

“…” Cindy Clarke awkwardly replied, “It’s his real age.”

Nowadays, young people rarely use nominal age.

“37 years old, that’s not young”, Mrs.

Lewis says.

If it were before, hearing this age, Mrs.

Lewis might think, so what if he’s a bit older.

Who’s to blame for Peggy not being able to find a boyfriend until now?

Not finding one now will make finding one later even harder.

But after hearing from Cindy Clarke that Peggy actually has a lot of suitors,

It shows that there’s no shortage of people pursuing Peggy, she has plenty of choices.

In this light, besides his superior financial condition, Lyke Zhekova is really at a disadvantage in terms of age.

Although Mrs.

Lewis never planned for Peggy’s standard of living to decrease after marriage, she also never intended for Peggy to find a very wealthy man.

Especially Lyke Zhekova, who is far beyond wealthy.

For people like Lyke Zhekova and Adrian Zhekova, money is no longer just money.

It may not even count as a digit.

Mrs.

Lewis felt this was somewhat mismatched.

Adding to that, there’s also the issue of Lyke Zhekova’s age.

Upon seeing Mrs.

Lewis’s expression, Cindy Clarke knew that Mrs.

Lewis was hesitating.

Cindy Clarke reacted quickly, immediately recalling what she had previously told Mrs.

Lewis.

So she understood why Mrs.

Lewis was so hesitant.

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Cindy Clarke suddenly felt a jolt of panic.

If Lyke Zhekova knew that because she spoke too much, leading to Mrs.

Lewis not being satisfied with him,

given the small-mindedness of Lyke Zhekova, wouldn’t it cause trouble?

Cindy Clarke hastily held Mrs.

Lewis’s arm: “Godmother, if you ask me, I will definitely side with Fourth Uncle.”

“And I know him so well.

I live in the Zhekova Family, and I know so much about Fourth Uncle,” Cindy Clarke said, “You might think that Fourth Uncle being 37 seems a bit old, but he is only 10 years older than Peggy.”

“Take me as an example.

Before I met Adrian, I had Morgan, so I didn’t plan on getting married.

But if it hadn’t been for Morgan, personally, I think if the other party is within 10 years older than me, it’s acceptable.”

“Fourth Uncle is mature, stable, charismatic, and considerate.

Girls, sometimes act on a whim, and aren’t always reasonable.

What they need isn’t a person to reason with, but someone who can indulge, pamper, and coax them.”

“Sometimes, you may not want to say what’s on your mind, and just want your partner to guess.

If you’re dealing with a young person who is hot-tempered and reluctant to guess, it might end up in a fight.

But people like Fourth Uncle, like Adrian, they will guess patiently and think about it seriously.

Often, you don’t need to speak out, and they can understand.

How nice is that kind of relationship?”

“Moreover, both Peggy and I are young.

In various aspects, our ideas might not be mature, and our decisions might not always be right.

At that time, we need someone who sees things clearly, who can provide us guidance.”

“You and Godfather, as elders, do have rich life experiences, and can provide guidance.

But to be honest, Adrian and Fourth Uncle have seen a lot, possibly more than what ordinary people see in a lifetime.

The self-discipline they learned and the things they’ve experienced have formed their perspectives, which can help us.”

“All of these are on a spiritual level.

I don’t need to mention the material aspect.

If Peggy is with Fourth Uncle, in this life, let alone hardships, she can do whatever she wants.

If she wants to be independent, or if she has any dream professions, all can be made real.

She doesn’t have to stick to a job she doesn’t like just to earn money.”

“Of course, if she likes her current job, Fourth Uncle will definitely support her,” Cindy Clarke added.

“You see, there’s no man who can satisfy Peggy in every aspect like Fourth Uncle.

Whether it’s protecting her, supporting her, caring for her, tolerating her, or understanding her.

No other man could do it better than Fourth Uncle.”

Mrs.

Lewis also knew this.

Setting other things aside, Lyke Zhekova’s maturity was evident in all his actions and words.

His speech, views, and behavior were mature and steady.

Mrs.

Lewis liked him a lot.

“Only, the Zhekova Family is too high up,” Mrs.

Lewis said, “We are just an ordinary family, I don’t think it’s very suitable.”

“Godmother, If you talk about my biological parents, they are far worse off than our family.

But the Zhekova Family never thought I was bad.

I know what you mean, you’re not afraid of the Zhekova Family looking down on us, you feel there’s too big a difference between our two families, and it puts pressure on our side.”

“But think about it, if you find a family with similar conditions, they might bicker about various things.

Of course, I’m just saying there’s a possibility, it’s also possible to meet generous in-laws.

But aren’t we talking about hypotheticals right now?”

“The elders of the Zhekova Family, the Old Master, the Old Madam, including my Fourth Uncle’s father, the Third Old Master Zhekova, are all very kind and generous.

As long as you don’t cross the line, they won’t mind.

They put the younger generation’s interests first,” said Cindy Clarke.

Chapter 1096: Assisting Attack_1 “Even if you find someone from an equal family background, or even less financial status than ours, does it truly ensure compatibility?

Being suitable isn’t about financial compatibility, but about how the family treats one another.”

“I can guarantee this, you won’t find elders as good as those in the Zhekova family.”

Of course, elders in other families are also good.

But they are not for you to pick and choose from the Big Eight families, are they?

Therefore, Cindy’s words in effect excluded all other families.

She only compared the Zhekova family with ordinary families.

Mrs.

Lewis was convinced by Cindy’s argument.

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Cindy did indeed make sense.

What Cindy said was actually simple.

Just like people say, you marry an ugly man because you think handsome ones might be unfaithful.

Does that mean the ugly ones will never cheat or have affairs?

In essence, it’s the same logic.

“Godmother, look at me.

After marriage, isn’t it the same as any ordinary girl?

There’s no difference.

I’m still doing what I love, and occasionally visit the Zhekova family.” Cindy said with a smile.

“Perhaps the advantage is, I can focus fully on my career, without worrying about what will happen if I fail.

I don’t have to worry about neglecting my family due to my career.

Because Adrian is my backup, he doesn’t need me to worry about these issues.

If my career ever hit a roadblock, takes a downturn, he’s there backing me up.”

“When I neglect the family due to work, he can manage.

Fourth Uncle would be the same.

He doesn’t look like those career-obsessed men who think it’s my responsibility to take care of both the career and family.

Who isn’t busy?

Who doesn’t have a job?” Cindy laughed, “But Adrian and Fourth Uncle wouldn’t do that.”

“They believe that we are all equal, and they would even willingly sacrifice their own interests for their wives.

Can you believe that?

There are still such good men nowadays?”

Mrs.

Lewis nodded.

She did believe the earlier parts of what Cindy had said.

But the last part, Mrs.

Lewis found it incredible.

“They…

can they really do that?” Mrs.

Lewis asked in surprise.

“I understand Adrian very well, he can indeed do that, and he wouldn’t even overthink it.” Of course, if it were Cindy, she could too.

She now had an air of confidence.

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For Adrian, she could give up her life.

As for Morgan, she believed that with Adrian around, Adrian would definitely take good care of Morgan.

When she made her sacrifice, she could do so without any worries.

Moreover, she believed that Adrian would not remarry.

He would rather take care of Morgan all by himself, and never consider one else.

For some reason, Cindy just felt that way.

The man had a kind of unusual stubbornness in him.

“And I believe that Fourth Uncle will be the same.

Because he has a good relationship with Adrian.

I trust him because I trust Adrian.” Cindy said.

“Of course, these are just my thoughts.

The reality will only be clear when something happens.

Preferably, we’ll never have to face bad things.” Cindy said with a laugh.

“There’s one point about Fourth Uncle that is quite rare.” Cindy said again.

“What’s that?” Mrs.

Lewis asked anxiously.

“Fourth Uncle, like Peggy, is still single and has never been in a relationship.” Cindy said.

Mrs.

Lewis was dumbfounded and felt as if her world was shattered, “He’s 37 years old, and he’s never been in a relationship?”

“I didn’t ask for details.

One thing is certain that Fourth Uncle is a man who has high standards and wouldn’t settle just for the sake of getting married.

Adrian told me that Fourth Uncle never had a relationship.”

“Yo, can these two inexperienced people be together?” Mrs.

Lewis began to ponder.

Cindy smirked: “Are you agreeing to their relationship?”

“…” Mrs.

Lewis replied, “I didn’t say that.”

“You are already worried about their interaction, how could you say you’re not agreeing?” Cindy chuckled.

“Oh, you!” Mrs.

Lewis laughed helplessly, “You are getting trickier.”

Cindy laughed, “Anyways, whatever we conclude here is irrelevant, the key is what the people involved think.”

“True.” Mrs.

Lewis also realized that.

Peggy is innocently thinking she is just friends with Lyke Zhekova.

Seems like Lyke Zhekova still has a long way to go.

It’s too soon for her to worry about all this.

“Godmother, if there’s anything else you want to know, just ask me on Whatsapp.

If you want to know more about Fourth Uncle, don’t hesitate.

Ask me, and if I don’t know, I’ll ask Adrian.

It’s all normal.” Cindy said.

“Okay.” Mrs.

Lewis felt that was a plus point for Lyke Zhekova.

Peggy falls in love freely, and it takes time to learn about her partner’s background.

They would not know if there’s anything untoward if the other party intentionally conceals it.

Matchmaking is not reliable either.

The matchmaker wouldn’t know everything.

Cindy, on the other hand, was very forthcoming and nothing was off limits.

She said many things to reassure Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis.

More importantly, Cindy had first-hand knowledge, certainly more reliable than the matchmakers who only knew half the story.

“Let’s get out of here.” Cindy reminded, “Otherwise, if we keep whispering here for too long, it might seem strange to them.”

“Okay.” Mrs.

Lewis left with Cindy.

Cindy returned to the kitchen to wash the dishes with Peggy.

Peggy was still unaware of the conversation between Mrs.

Lewis and Cindy.

Cindy and Mrs.

Lewis made a pact not to tell Peggy.

When everyone was about to leave in the evening, Mr.

Lewis asked, “Peggy, are you leaving too?”

Peggy was surprised for a moment, then she remembered that she could stay at her parent’s home.

Usually, when she came home on weekends, she would stay for a while.

She was used to living at Lyke’s house, and she even felt a sense of belonging there.

She naturally wanted to leave with Lyke, forgetting that she was at her own house now.

Peggy can’t let her parents know she’s living with Lyke.

She said, “I’ll walk them out, I’ll be back soon.”

Mr.

Lewis was quite satisfied with that.

Mrs.

Lewis said, “I’ll go with you.”

“No need.” Cindy quickly replied, “You stay with my godfather here, we’re not strangers, there’s no need to send us off.”

“Yes, I can represent both of us.” Peggy added.

So, Mr.

Lewis and Mrs.

Lewis were persuaded to stay at home.

Peggy walked them to the elevator.

Cindy thought it was quite normal for Peggy to stay at her parent’s house.

She seldom stays at home during weekdays, so it’s quite natural to spend time with her parents when she comes back on the weekends.

Chapter 1097: Stabbing into Lyke Zhekova’s Heart Hard_1 Lyke Zhekova was rather unsatisfied.

“You didn’t mention that you were staying over tonight,” Lyke said to Peggy Lewis.

Cindy Clarke held hands with Adrian Zhekova and their little one, watching the drama unfold from a safe distance.

“I forgot,” Peggy Lewis explained, “Besides, it’s rare for me to get to come home.

I need to spend some time with my parents.”

“Alright,” Lyke knew he had no ground to keep her from her parents, “what time are you coming back tomorrow?”

Upon hearing this, Peggy felt something was off.

It’s as if Lyke’s place is her home.

“Tomorrow afternoon,” Peggy said, “I have to at least have lunch at home before leaving.”

“Then I’ll come over tomorrow at noon, we can have lunch together at your home, and I’ll leave with you,” said Lyke.

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Cindy whispered to Adrian: “Is Fourth Uncle afraid that Peggy won’t come back?

He’s keeping such a close eye on her.”

Adrian gently mussed Cindy’s hair and whispered, “After all, he’s been a bachelor for so long, we should be understanding.”

Cindy nodded seriously.

Looking up, she saw Adrian’s face under the moonlight.

His expression was soft, and his smile made his lips all the more tender.

All Cindy felt was happiness.

Just as she mentioned to Mrs.

Lewis.

Being married to Adrian Zhekova in this life, how wonderful.

Lyke’s attention was all on Peggy.

And Peggy was stunned by Lyke’s words.

So, both of them didn’t notice Adrian and Cindy’s sweet interactions happening right next to them.

Otherwise, had Lyke seen it, his heart would have been filled with lemons (jealousy).

Peggy hadn’t expected Lyke to be coming over for lunch tomorrow.

But since he had willingly proposed it, Peggy couldn’t refuse.

It would make her seem ungrateful.

Lyke had given up his home for her to live in, surely she couldn’t deny him one lunch?

Peggy could only comply: “Alright.”

Only then did Lyke nod in satisfaction, lingering in reluctance to leave.

But if he were alone, he could probably linger more.

The issue was that Adrian’s whole family was present, they couldn’t let him linger.

Adrian was the first to speak: “Fourth Uncle, let’s leave.”

Peggy quickly nodded in agreement, it wasn’t appropriate to just stand there forever.

Somehow, she felt immense pressure.

At this moment, Lyke despised the entire Zhekova family.

If they were not meddling, he could’ve stayed there a little longer.

Now he could only nod: “I’ll be leaving.”

He didn’t even use the word “we” in his sentence.

Obviously, he didn’t consider Adrian’s family in his plans.

Cindy was amused, whispering to Adrian: “And to think I was just praising Fourth Uncle to godmother.”

So, Adrian realized that Cindy had spent all that time in the room with Mrs.

Lewis, talking about Lyke.

Adrian said with a bit of resentment, “You didn’t praise me at all.”

Cindy thought to herself, who was more petty, Adrian or Lyke.

But considering the emotions involved, she thought Lyke was slightly more petty.

Cindy replied, “Of course I praised you.

Praising Fourth Uncle may not necessarily convince godmother.

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So, I used you as an example.

I said that you’re so good, and that since Fourth Uncle is also family, he has to be reliable.”

“Godmother mainly trusts you,” said Cindy.

A smile formed on the corners of Adrian’s mouth.

That’s more like it.

Cindy smiled as if it was nothing.

By now, she knew very well how to appease Adrian.

Their little one was looking up at the two adults interact, silently watching in disdain.

Dad is becoming sillier and sillier.

He is being toyed with by Cindy…what’s going on.

“Go up first.

Don’t worry about us, I’ll make sure you’re inside before leaving.” Over there, Lyke was telling Peggy.

“Alright.” Peggy didn’t bother to be polite.

Peggy said goodbye to Lyke and then to Adrian and Cindy.

Finally, she kissed the little one’s cheek as a farewell, and then returned home.

Once they saw that Peggy was safely in the building, Adrian and Cindy with their child went to see Lyke.

“I could have spent more time with Peggy.” Lyke looked at Adrian, filled with resentment.

“Then who do you blame?

You are not her boyfriend.

If you’d put in the effort and pursued her earlier, would you need to resent us?” Adrian’s anger flared when he remembered how his wife’s kindness was taken for granted!

He took this opportunity to jab at Lyke.

Lyke: “…”

“And to think Cindy spoke well of you in front of godmother, and now you resent us.” Adrian had been calling Mrs.

Lewis ‘godmother’ for a while now.

Calling godfather and godmother affectionately cheered up Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis.

“Exactly, godmother was initially worried about your age.

It was me who explained to her that the age difference was not significant, and that maturity means you would know how to cherish love.

I said a whole lot of good things about you,” said Cindy, “had I known, I wouldn’t have spoken so well of you.

I wonder what was going through my mind.”

“Let’s go, we’re going to tell grandma about it,” said Adrian to Cindy, “let grandma know that we’ve been helping a thankless person.”

“Fine.” Cindy nodded.

Lyke: “…”

Watching this couple, their harmonious interactions seemed like PDA in front of him.

How envious he was!

“I’m wrong, I’m wrong,” Lyke is quick to admit his mistakes, “I did owe it to you today.”

“Hmph!” Cindy huffed, “I spoke so well for you until my mouth was dry.”

Lyke: “…”

“Fourth Grandfather, you’re not being fair!” said the little one.

Once the child spoke, Lyke remembered something: “What kind of strange name is ‘Fourth Uncle’ for your dad?”

The child argued reasonably, “You wouldn’t let me call you Fourth Grandfather.

You can’t make it too difficult for me!

I’m still young, only five years old.”

Lyke: “…”

“It turns out Fourth Uncle you’ve always been ungrateful!

Not just resenting Cindy and me, but also Morgan,” said Adrian, “Morgan has helped you in vain.”

“Helped in vain!” The little one echoed.

Lyke was heartbroken.

He didn’t want to see any of them right now.

The thought of Peggy being absent and the prospect of returning to his empty home made Lyke less eager to go back.

Looking at Adrian’s happy family of three, he couldn’t help but feel they would never understand this loneliness.

In the past, when he lived alone, he never felt lonely or that his house felt too big and empty.

But now, even though he hasn’t returned home and is still downstairs at the Lewis’ place, he didn’t want to see his empty house.

Lyke then switched his focus to Adrian.

Adrian instinctively felt that nothing good was about to happen.

Chapter 1098: What’s wrong in bullying him for being single?_1 Following that, Adrian Zhekova heard Lyke Zhekova asking, “You guys are going home now, right?”

“…” Adrian Zhekova replied coldly, “We’re going home, and there are no extra rooms at home now, it’s not suitable for you to go.”

Lyke Zhekova: “…”

He hadn’t even asked yet!

What’s going on?

Did Adrian Zhekova’s ability as the family head evolve?

Lyke Zhekova knew the trigger for Adrian Zhekova’s family head ability.

But he’s not even emotionally disturbed now.

Interestingly, Adrian Zhekova had guessed his thoughts.

Adrian Zhekova was right.

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He really wanted to squat at Adrian Zhekova’s house.

Being home alone was too lonely and isolating for him.

“Your house is so big, you bought two floors.

Are there really no empty rooms?” Lyke Zhekova did not believe it.

Adrian Zhekova used to live there alone and the place seemed pretty empty.

There were lots of rooms that echoed when you went in.

Adrian Zhekova thought, this is exactly the opportunity for me to show off.

I can’t just let it go.

As a result, Adrian Zhekova said: “Before it was only me living there, of course, it was empty.

Now I have a wife and child, right?

I am a family man now, no longer single.

Since Cindy and Morgan moved in, the house is full.”

“Apart from our bedroom, we have separate study rooms, a fitness room, a media room, Morgan’s bedroom, and his toy room,” Adrian Zhekova added, “all have been set up already, there is no spare guest room.”

Lyke Zhekova: “…”

What, is he making fun of him for being single?

Once he got home, he would also redesign his home to leave no extra guest rooms!

No, he would start renovating right after he returned, he would start preparing.

Just in case he got married to Peggy Lewis later and it was too late to renovate then.

If Peggy Lewis got pregnant and had a child in the future, they would have to prepare the child’s room early, no?

Bedroom, study room, children’s room, everything would be prepared.

With this thought in mind, Lyke Zhekova suddenly felt energized.

If he couldn’t go to Adrian Zhekova’s house, so be it.

Feeling motivated, Lyke Zhekova left happily.

Cindy Clarke was puzzled: “Isn’t Fourth Uncle changing his mood a bit too quickly?

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He was sullen just now, how come he is happy again?”

“Who knows what he made up in his mind again.” Adrian Zhekova couldn’t be bothered to comment anymore.

Cindy Clarke nodded her head, followed Adrian Zhekova into the car, and began: “I also think that ever since Fourth Uncle developed feelings for Peggy, he’s started imagining things too much.”

As if lost in his thoughts.

When Lyke Zhekova returned home later, although he felt that without Peggy Lewis, the house lacked a lot.

It made him feel a bit uncomfortable.

In reality, Peggy Lewis had not lived in his house for long at all.

But Lyke Zhekova had already become so unaccustomed to life without her.

Lyke Zhekova felt that it was wise to have Peggy Lewis move back.

However, he didn’t lament his loneliness for long before he began planning the rooms.

Peggy Lewis was staying in the guest room right now.

But it couldn’t be considered a guest room anymore.

The room was filled with Peggy Lewis’s belongings.

It was no longer the empty, emotionless, showroom-like space it once was.

In Peggy Lewis’s room, the closet was naturally filled with her clothes.

And there was the new dressing table for her, a storage rack for her cosmetics.

A fur blanket was laid on the bay window.

It was a small carpet chosen by Peggy Lewis, white in color, with soft, long fur on it.

Because there weren’t any suitable sizes, Peggy Lewis could only choose a small, square carpet and modify it afterwards.

The blanket was filled with toys.

Lyke Zhekova could remember that none of these existed before Peggy Lewis arrived.

These toys had gradually piled up day by day.

The bedside table was dotted with small ornaments.

This room no longer resembled a guest room.

Without intending to, Lyke Zhekova thought about the day Peggy Lewis moved her belongings into his bedroom, which would warm up the ambiance there in no time.

Standing at the door, Lyke Zhekova unconsciously began to smile.

Even though Peggy Lewis wasn’t there, Lyke Zhekova still respected her space and didn’t enter without her permission.

He only looked from the outside and didn’t go in.

He fantasized about the day Peggy Lewis moved into his bedroom.

This bedroom would then be vacated.

And it could be their child’s bedroom in the future.

Lyke Zhekova’s bedroom was right opposite this one, with his study room next to it.

Lyke Zhekova didn’t know what Peggy Lewis thought, but he really wanted to share a study room with her.

There would be two desks facing each other.

If both of them happened to be working, they could sit face to face.

Then they could see each other just by raising their heads.

Lyke Zhekova felt this was a fantastic idea.

And at the same time, he criticized Adrian Zhekova in his heart for being so unromantic as to separate the two study rooms.

He really didn’t know how to seize every chance to enhance marital relationships.

The empty room next to Peggy Lewis’s could be used to lay out her Legos.

Not only would there be a big table in the middle to set up a Lego city.

Even the surrounding walls could be used.

He would make sure that Peggy Lewis could buy, build, and display them as much as she wanted.

Having a preliminary plan in mind, Lyke Zhekova was not idle.

He went to his study room and found some A4 paper.

There was no drawing paper at home, only the standard A4 paper used in printers.

Lyke Zhekova made do with it.

Each piece of paper represented a room.

Lyke Zhekova drew simple sketches on them.

Even though they were just simple lines, they showed his artistic skills.

The more Lyke Zhekova drew, the more spirited he felt, and he no longer felt sleepy.

As for Peggy Lewis, after chatting with her parents for a while and watching a TV episode together, she retired to her bedroom.

To be honest, not only was Lyke Zhekova feeling unaccustomed, even Peggy Lewis was feeling different now.

Suddenly without Lyke Zhekova by her side, everything seemed empty, as if something was missing.

Even with her parents around, it still felt different.

After washing up, Peggy Lewis sat in front of the dressing table.

She was applying moisturizer on her face.

XBecause she was thinking about Lyke Zhekova, her movements when slapping on the moisturizer became uneven.

She only dabbed a few times before she started staring blankly at the mirror.

She remembered her usual habits in the bedroom at Lyke Zhekova’s house.

As she pondered this, Peggy Lewis suddenly froze.

She didn’t know when she had started considering that guest room at Lyke’s house as her own room.

Peggy Lewis quickly shook her head.

She was being too thick-skinned then.

That room didn’t belong to her.

Peggy Lewis woke up to reality and thought it was all because she had gotten too comfortable.

Being too accustomed to many things, it was easy to take them for granted as her own.

She couldn’t have such thoughts.

Peggy Lewis shook her head, quickly applied the rest of her skincare products, and went to bed.

But she couldn’t fall asleep for a while, and could only watch videos.

Just as she picked up her mobile phone and was about to open her video App, her eyes couldn’t help but fall onto Whatsapp.

Chapter 1099: This is not a misunderstanding_1 There were no notifications on WhatsApp, indicating that no one had messaged her.

Peggy Lewis felt annoyed for no reason and turned over in her bed.

She didn’t even know what she was expecting.

Moodily, Peggy wondered why she would ever think that Lyke Zhekova would message her.

It was unnecessary even for casual friends to do that.

Peggy stopped thinking about it, opened a video app, and started watching a newlyupdated variety show she liked.

While she was watching, suddenly a notification from WhatsApp sounded.

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A drop-down notification window also appeared.

It was a message from Lyke Zhekova.

Peggy tapped on it to read.

Lyke Zhekova was asking her, “Are you asleep yet?”

“Not yet, I’m watching a variety show in bed.” Peggy glanced at the time, it wasn’t very late.

It was only half-past ten.

Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis, being older, went to bed early.

Lyke Zhekova would definitely be awake at this hour too.

Peggy asked him, “What are you doing?”

Lyke Zhekova: “Not much.”

He didn’t mention that he was currently designing and renovating his room.

Knowing Peggy, if he mentioned it, she would immediately make room for him to renovate at her place.

The renovation was originally for Peggy’s sake, but it ended up driving her away, which was pointless.

So Lyke Zhekova said: “It’s just I’m suddenly not used to being the only one in the house.”

Lyke Zhekova sent this one as a voice message.

Peggy turned off the light in the bedroom, leaving only the soft, dim light from the aromatherapy diffuser on the bedside table.

The bedroom was dim, lit only by a soft, moonlight-like glow that shone faintly and softly onto her bed.

It barely illuminated a small part of the room.

It was a quiet night, and Lyke Zhekova’s voice from the phone became extraordinarily clear.

His voice was quite low, which sounded very pleasant.

Peggy even felt like putting on headphones to listen to his voice.

It sounded so good.

“Why can’t you get used to it?” Peggy asked.

Since Lyke Zhekova was sending voice messages, Peggy decided to reply in the same way.

Even though the bedroom door was closed.

The door to Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis’ bedroom was also closed.

But Peggy was still worried about being overheard or possibly disturbing their sleep.

So her voice was quite low.

But it was loud enough for Lyke Zhekova to hear.

Lyke Zhekova said, “I got used to having you at home.

I got used to having someone in the house, chatting with you at night, and saying goodnight to you.

Now there’s no one in the house, I don’t even have anyone to say goodnight to.”

Peggy heard Lyke Zhekova speaking in a pitiful tone.

Lyke Zhekova’s voice was already exceptionally attractive, but now it sounded lonely and made Peggy want to comfort him.

Hearing his voice, Peggy couldn’t help but imagine what Lyke Zhekova might look like at the moment.

In her mind, she could see him lying in bed by himself, wrapped up in the blankets just as pitifully as her.

However, she just couldn’t imagine Lyke Zhekova’s face fitting this pitiful image.

“You can still say goodnight now, just send a voice message.

Quite convenient.” Peggy said.

Lyke Zhekova, being someone who seldom surfs the internet and doesn’t keep up with trending phrases.

Otherwise, he would know that there’s a term for Peggy’s type; a straightforward girl.

Lyke Zhekova internally asked himself, was that what he meant?

If that’s the case, why is he going through all the trouble to keep Peggy at home?

“Why is your voice so soft?” Lyke Zhekova asked.

“My parents are asleep.

Even though our doors are closed, I don’t want to disturb them.” Peggy explained.

In reality, she was more afraid of Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis overhearing her talking and asking her whom she was chatting with.

Plainly speaking, she felt guilty.

Still, before she could think too much about her guilt, Lyke Zhekova said, “Listening to your voice like this, it’s quite hypnotic.” He chuckled lightly, “Your voice is so soft and slow.”

“That works out then, it can lull you to sleep.” Peggy responded.

“That’s a good idea, wait a second.” Lyke Zhekova said.

“What’s happening?” Peggy asked, curious.

Then she heard Lyke Zhekova saying, “I’m going to change into my pajamas and get into bed, we can chat till we fall asleep.”

“Okay.” Peggy responded.

She had just replied when Lyke Zhekova’s voice call came in.

It came through WhatsApp.

Peggy was a bit surprised, but she quickly answered it, hearing Lyke Zhekova say, “I thought it would be more convenient for us to talk like this and not wait for messages.”

“That makes sense.” Peggy thought it was quite logical.

“Wait for me for a bit, I’m going to change into my pajamas.” Lyke Zhekova said.

Peggy wondered, hadn’t he changed yet?

She thought he had already done so.

Just as she was thinking about it, she heard shuffling noises from the phone.

Obviously, it was the sound of Lyke Zhekova undressing and changing clothes.

Peggy hadn’t expected the phone’s audio pickup to be so good.

It caught the noise quite clearly.

For the first time, Peggy discovered how strong her imagination was.

She immediately had a mental image.

Thinking about the process of Lyke Zhekova undressing and changing into his pajamas.

Even though she had never been physically close to Lyke Zhekova,

Just by looking at his silhouette, she knew that he must have a great physique, the muscular lines would definitely be beautiful.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to fill out those suits.

Any clothing worn by Lyke Zhekova looked stellar.

More appealing than even runway models.

Unable to help herself, Peggy started visualising Lyke Zhekova’s muscular lines after he took off his clothes in her mind.

His arms must look amazing, but she wondered if he had abs.

Peggy imagined he would.

She had full faith in Lyke Zhekova.

By now, the image in her mind had gradually spread to the abdominal “V” lines.

“Gulp!”

“What was that noise?” Lyke Zhekova’s voice came from the phone.

Peggy snapped back to reality, only then realising that while she was letting her imagination run wild, she had begun drooling!

Peggy quickly wiped her mouth.

How embarrassing!

Thankfully Lyke Zhekova wasn’t there to see it.

She was actually drooling over a man.

“I… I was a little thirsty and took a sip of water.” Peggy explained awkwardly, “Have you finished changing clothes?”

As soon as she finished her question, she heard Lyke Zhekova laughing.

Peggy’s face turned red all of a sudden.

She understood why Lyke Zhekova was laughing.

Upon hearing him changing clothes, she became thirsty.

Making a connection like that, it was easy to infer that she was probably thirsty because of imagining him changing clothes!

This…the problem was, this wasn’t a misunderstanding!

Peggy immediately buried her face in her pillow out of frustration.

How embarrassing!

“It’s not like that!” Peggy quickly tried to explain, “Don’t misunderstand!”

“What did I misunderstand?” Lyke Zhekova feigned innocence in his response.

Chapter 1100: How Long Has It Been Since We Parted_1 With that remark, Peggy Lewis was utterly left speechless.

Lyke just chuckled without explaining why he found it amusing.

What she understood was, Lyke equated her statement with her desiring him.

How was she supposed to address this fact?

A sudden thought flashed through Peggy’s mind, and she retorted, “Well why are you laughing then?

Lyke paused, thinking how sharp Peggy had become.

She was counterattacking now.

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“Well…” Lyke chuckled again, “I just like hearing you talk.

Whenever you talk, I can’t help but feel good and want to laugh.”

Peggy fell silent: “…”

It’s terrible, she wasn’t even sleepy in the first place.

Now, talking to Lyke, she felt even more awake.

Peggy even had the thought, it would have been better if she had stayed with Lyke for the night.

Staying in her own bedroom, Peggy found herself feeling a little unaccustomed now.

Thus, Peggy and Lyke continued their conversation.

Neither was conscious of how much time they actually spent talking.

They eventually fell asleep unknowingly.

Peggy didn’t check the time, but Lyke did.

When he heard Peggy’s voice gradually ceasing over the phone, Lyke quietly called out again, “Peggy?”

“Hm?” Peggy’s voice was thick with sleep, as if she was already in her dreams.

She only responded subconsciously after hearing her name being called.

Lyke faintly smiled upon hearing this, listening for a bit longer and confirming that Peggy had indeed fallen asleep.

He wished he were there by Peggy’s side right now, he could’ve turned off her mobile phone for her.

Checking the time on his phone, Lyke found it was already almost three.

He had to admit that he was starting to feel drowsy now too.

Listening to the sound of Peggy’s breathing over the phone, Lyke was rather reluctant to hang up.

Falling asleep to the sound of her breathing seemed quite nice.

With that thought in mind, since voice calls on Whatsapp are free after all, the only thing being used was data.

Peggy was using wifi at home, so not even data was being used.

The only thing that was being wasted now was battery power.

Lyke thought, “A bit of wasted battery is not a big deal, it doesn’t matter.”

He could always charge it at home.

And so, Lyke fumbled for the charging cable on his bedside table.

He had a charging cable plugged into the nearby socket.

This was so he could directly plug in his phone or tablet if the battery was running low while he was in bed, without any delay.

So now, all Lyke had to do was reach out and pull the charging cable closer to him.

It was extremely handy.

Charging his phone, Lyke no longer worried about his phone suddenly running out of battery and him not being able to hear Peggy’s breathing.

What’s more, Lyke actually pulled open his bedside table drawer.

He took out the charging case for his bluetooth earphones.

He opened the lid and pulled out the earphones.

The earphones automatically connected to the bluetooth on his phone.

Without minding the discomfort, Lyke put on the earphones.

Suddenly, Peggy’s breathing sounded much clearer.

Lyke gave a satisfying smile and finally began to sleep.

Peggy, on the other hand, seemed to have developed a preference for her own bed and took quite a while to fall asleep.

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However, since she had gone to bed so late.

She had difficulty waking up in the morning.

Given it was a Sunday, Peggy felt perfectly fine sleeping in.

Normally when at Lyke’s place, they both would wake up late on the weekends.

However, Peggy still cared about her image and felt embarrassed to sleep in too late, so she usually woke up around 9 or 10 in the morning.

Now that she was at her parents’ house, Peggy slept without a worry.

However, in her sleep, she heard voices coming from outside.

It was evident that the voices outside were deliberately quiet, as if they didn’t want to wake her up.

Effectively, the voices weren’t loud and even faded in and out at times.

In her half-asleep state, Peggy could hear the sound of more than just her mother and father.

It sounded like they had guests.

As she gradually woke up, Peggy found herself unable to go back to sleep.

She reached for her phone and saw it was just past 10, quite a bit earlier than she expected.

Peggy rubbed her face and got up.

Fortunately, her room had a restroom.

Although it was small, it was quite convenient.

Peggy headed to the restroom to freshen up, and noting the presence of guests, she changed out of her pajamas.

Peggy was curious as to why there were so many guests in their house.

She really hoped Mrs.

Lewis hadn’t invited a prospective suitor over.

All cleaned up and dressed, Peggy left her room.

She was expecting a guest, but as soon as she stepped out of the room, she heard a familiar voice.

Even before laying eyes on the person, Peggy knew it had to be Lyke.

She walked out in surprise and saw Lyke indeed sitting on the sofa, engaging in conversation with her parents.

Mr.

Lewis appeared to be very familiar with Lyke already.

The three of them were deep in conversation, as if they had known each other for quite a while and were very well-acquainted.

“Peggy, you’re up early?” Upon seeing Peggy, Lyke was the first to greet her with a smile.

“It’s not early.” He spoke as if she usually woke up very late.

Mrs.

Lewis looked at them both curiously.

Why did Lyke’s comment suggest that he knew Peggy’s usual waking time?

Mr.

Lewis was even quicker to react, immediately asking, “Why do you seem to know when Peggy usually wakes up?”

Peggy instantly became nervous and subtly winked at Lyke, hinting for him to not let their secret out.

Demonstrating his calm demeanor, Lyke gently smiled and explained, “Well, isn’t today Sunday?

Typically when I’m at home and off work, I tend to wake up later.

I figured Peggy would do the same.”

“That makes sense.” Mrs.

Lewis agreed with a nod.

Lyke then asked with a hint of guilt, “Did I wake you up?”

“No,” Peggy shook her head, “I just woke up naturally.”

Lyke frowned slightly, “You had only slept for 7 hours.

How did you wake up naturally?”

This time, even Mrs.

Lewis caught on quickly and asked, “How do you know Peggy only slept for 7 hours?”

Both she and Mr.

Lewis had no idea.

Peggy: “…”

Lyke explained, “I was on the phone with Peggy last night.

We were talking and she eventually fell asleep.

I happened to check the time then, it was almost three.”

“Oh my!” Mrs.

Lewis revealed a surprised and delighted expression.

She couldn’t help but look at Peggy, her thoughts written all over her face and making it impossible to hide.

If this wasn’t a sign of being in love, then what was?

They had only been apart for a very short time.

Lyke had left only yesterday evening.

Just after a few hours?

They were already on the phone again, and even until 3 a.m.

How much did they have to talk about to be on the phone for that long?

Peggy: “…”

Seeing Mrs.

Lewis’ reaction, Peggy knew exactly what her mother was thinking.