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Chapter 1191: You Better Take Care of Yourself First_1 Peggy Lewis was dumbstruck when she saw what her father, Mr.
Lewis, was up to.
“Dad….” Peggy Lewis thought that Lyke Zhekova couldn’t handle his liquor very well.
After all, last time, Lyke Zhekova was drunk after just a little drink.
“He can’t hold his liquor,” Peggy Lewis stated, even though she knew her father’s tolerance was not that much better.
“If his tolerance is low, he should drink less, just until he can’t drink anymore.
I don’t insist people keep drinking when they’re already drunk,” Mr.
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Lewis snapped back, seemingly a little jealous.
Peggy Lewis was more concerned about Lyke Zhekova’s alcohol tolerance, but she seemed to pay no mind to her father’s needs.
“You take it easy too.” Peggy Lewis commented, “You need to cut back on your drinking too.”
Receiving concern from Peggy Lewis cheered Mr.
Lewis up again, “Don’t worry; I know my limits.”
Peggy Lewis silently wondered what sort of understanding he claims to have.
With a helpless sigh, Peggy Lewis covertly advised Lyke Zhekova: “If my dad wants you to drink, don’t.”
Lyke Zhekova was smart and adaptable; surely he could handle Mr. Lewis.
“Drink less and it’ll result in my dad drinking less too,” Peggy Lewis whispered.
“Okay.” Lyke Zhekova nodded.
Unfortunately, things didn’t go as planned.
After all, this was his future father-in-law.
No matter what, Lyke Zhekova couldn’t refuse too much.
In the end, Mr.
Lewis still poured him plenty of alcohol.
Peggy Lewis watched helplessly from the side, sighing.
Despite her attempts, she couldn’t stop it.
Finally, after dinner, Lyke Zhekova’s eyes were already glazed over.
However, he still managed to sit straight, and as long as he didn’t speak, no one could tell that he was drunk.
Mr.
Lewis, on the other hand, started slurring his words and couldn’t stop talking.
Normally, Mr.
Lewis was a chatterbox to the point of giving Mrs.
Lewis a headache and sometimes even annoying her.
His chatter intensified once he was drunk.
Mrs.
Lewis, who didn’t know much about Lyke Zhekova’s drinking habits, mistakenly thought that he was completely sober.
Just look at him sitting so upright.
Looking at Mr.
Lewis, who was teetering and swaying from drinking too much, she couldn’t help but feel indignant.
Was that his way of testing others?
He should examine himself first!
In her frustration, Mrs.
Lewis went into the kitchen and made two cups of honey water.
She handed one to Peggy Lewis: “Give this to Lyke for him to drink.
I can see he’s okay, but he must be feeling uncomfortable after drinking.
This should help.”
Peggy Lewis nodded and took the cup.
“Don’t be fooled by appearances.
He’s actually pretty drunk.” Peggy Lewis admitted, feeling rather helpless.
“He seems to be sitting quite upright though.” Mrs.
Lewis responded.
“He holds his liquor well: he doesn’t get rowdy when he’s drunk and if he has the strength, he can even take a shower and go to bed on his own.
He just might not remember anything the next day,” Peggy Lewis explained, “Especially in front of others, even if he’s drunk, he can compose himself and hide drunkenness.”
“Wow, his self-control is impressive.” Mrs.
Lewis was amazed.
Upon finishing her compliment, Mrs.
Lewis suddenly realized something was off.
She turned to Peggy Lewis: “Wait, how do you know so much about his drinking habits?
Even down to the fact that he can take a shower before he goes to bed?”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
She had accidentally let slip.
In a hurry to explain, Peggy Lewis said: “Once before, he drank at a social gathering and couldn’t drive, so I had to go pick him up.
That’s why I know.”
“As for his shower before bed, it was something he told me over Whatsapp.” Peggy Lewis wasn’t lying; she just left out a part of the whole truth.
Indeed, Peggy Lewis had picked up Lyke Zhekova that time, she was also informed he had taken a shower through Whatsapp.
What she left out was the fact that she was right next door to Lyke Zhekova’s bedroom at that time.
Peggy Lewis didn’t divulge this piece of information to Mrs.
Lewis.
Mrs.
Lewis was successfully fooled by Peggy Lewis and had no suspicions.
Mrs.
Lewis watched Peggy Lewis, holding the honey water up to Lyke Zhekova’s mouth, “Come on, drink some honey water.”
Lyke Zhekova nodded, not daring to move too quickly, fearing the dizziness would lead to a headache.
Peggy Lewis held the cup without loosening her grip, making sure he drank all the water.
“How’re you feeling?
Uncomfortable anywhere?” Peggy Lewis asked.
“Headache,” Lyke Zhekova’s voice was a little hoarse, “Dry mouth, sore throat.”
Mrs.
Lewis watched Lyke Zhekova as if he were some sort of exhibit.
She thought to herself, his drinking manners were amazing.
Just from his hoarse voice, she could tell how he was feeling.
Only then did Mrs.
Lewis believe that Lyke Zhekova was sincerely drunk.
Even in this state though he did not become rowdy or talkative.
He stayed quiet.
At most, he squinted his eyes expressing discomfort.
Beyond that, he showed no other signs.
If you did not witness these cues, you wouldn’t be able to tell that Lyke Zhekova was actually drunk.
Then, when looking at Mr.
Lewis despite his constant chatter, at least he wasn’t becoming rowdy or disorderly.
Initially, just looking at Mr.
Lewis, his drinking habits seemed tolerable.
However, after comparing Mr.
Lewis and Lyke Zhekova, Mrs.
Lewis immediately developed a distaste for Mr.
Lewis’s drinking habits.
Really?
Really?
He was the one scrutinizing Lyke Zhekova’s drinking habits?
Mrs.
Lewis quickly fed Mr.
Lewis some honey water, took her mobile phone out without a second thought and started filming.
She explained as she recorded, “Look at you, Mr.
Lewis, questioning Lyke’s drinking habits.
Look at you drunk, and then look at Lyke when he’s drunk.
Don’t think that Lyke isn’t drunk because he doesn’t act drunk, I’ll guarantee that he is.
Look at his drinking behavior, you should start taking care of yourself, huh!”
Biting back laughter, Peggy Lewis remarked, “Let them sit here for now, I’ll help you clean up.”
“No need, just take him with you, I can clean up the rest,” Mrs.
Lewis said.
She never made Peggy Lewis do any chores since she was a child.
Peggy Lewis had only cooked for them once before, and it was Mrs.
Lewis’ first time experiencing her cooking.
Peggy Lewis just cooked a few dishes and Mrs.
Lewis wanted to taste them specifically, which is why she agreed.
Mrs.
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Lewis always believed that as a woman, one should enjoy her time as a daughter under her parents care.
Once she gets married and becomes a wife, a mother, and a daughter-in-law, unnecessary things arise.
There are many sacrifices to be made.
In this society, there are many injustices women face.
Yet it seems to be accepted and even expected.
This is how it should be.
If it’s not done this way, then it’s considered wrong and people around you, not just strangers, will blame you.
To make life tolerable, women have to conform to a societal norm they may not completely agree with.
Therefore, Mrs.
Lewis wanted Peggy Lewis to live as comfortably as possible before getting married.
Fortunately, Peggy Lewis was lucky enough to be with Lyke Zhekova.
He had the capability but didn’t feel entitled to an expectation for her to sacrifice more.
Mrs.
Lewis felt especially comforted and happy for Peggy Lewis.
“Mom, there’s so much to clean.
How could I let you do it all by yourself?” Despite only being four people, Mrs.
Lewis prepared a table full of dishes to show her welcoming spirit towards Lyke Zhekova.
Chapter 1192: Let Him Sleep on the Couch_1 There were only four of them, and they definitely couldn’t finish it all.
A considerable amount was left.
Although Peggy Lewis earns a lot, the monthly allowances she gives her family usually amounts to tens of thousands.
Still, Mrs.
Lewis saves most of it for Peggy.
The family didn’t even have the heart to hire a housekeeper, but dared to spend on daily expenses.
Better food, better clothes, and they had no qualms about spending money on travel.
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Because Peggy Lewis has relieved them of their worries.
But the majority of what Peggy gave to them, Mrs.
Lewis put in for financial management.
Planning to save it for Peggy’s wedding, to buy her dowry, cars, and as betrothal gifts.
Even though they have no financial burden, Mrs.
Lewis and Mr.
Lewis are not wasteful people.
They didn’t mind the idea of eating leftovers the next day.
They would definitely save it for the next day’s meals.
To an appropriate extent, Peggy wouldn’t oppose it.
Items like meatballs and fried fish could certainly be kept.
As for any leafy vegetables, even if Peggy didn’t mention it, Mrs.
Lewis wouldn’t keep them.
This made Peggy feel reassured.
She helped Mrs.
Lewis organize and plastic wrap the dishes that could be put together, then put them in the refrigerator.
With some empty dishes, she cleaned them up.
“Mom, how about we tidy up the kitchen next time?
I think our cabinets are quite old.
We could order a new set, re-plan the space, and leave room for the dishwasher.
It could save us a lot of trouble,” Peggy said while doing the dishes.
Despite her willingness to do the dishes, Mrs.
Lewis wouldn’t allow it.
So Peggy had to stand aside, using a clean dry cloth to wipe off the water from the dishes washed by Mrs.
Lewis.
“Why waste money on that?” said Mrs.
Lewis in disagreement, “Normally we don’t have such large projects at home, isn’t it because you brought your boyfriend home with you?”
“Your father and I can just make a few dishes when we are home.
How many dishes can there be to clean?” Mrs.
Lewis continued seriously, “You mustn’t think that it’s okay to spend Lyke’s money just because he’s wealthy.”
“Lyke’s financial situation is objective, we can’t change it.
But there must be equality in relationships, starting with financial independence.”
Before Mrs.
Lewis could finish, Peggy quickly interrupted: “Mom, where are you going with this?
I don’t earn as much as him, but anyone who earns more than him are capitalists.
For someone like me who works for others, I wouldn’t achieve that in my lifetime.”
“At his level, money is just a number, it’s not about money anymore.
My earnings cannot be compared to his, but compared to my peers, or even most people, I also make quite a bit.
Everything I mentioned, I can completely afford myself.
Let alone refurbishing the kitchen, even if I had to refurbish our entire house completely, I could afford it without having to spend someone else’s money.”
“Mom, I am angry with you saying that.
In your eyes, am I the kind who casually spends a man’s money?” Peggy looked somewhat upset, “Don’t I understand even this much?”
“Alright, alright, I spoke wrongly.
I don’t doubt you or disbelieve in you,” Mrs.
Lewis regretted as well.
The truth was, she didn’t trust, otherwise, she wouldn’t have said those things.
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Peggy felt a little suffocated, but she could only vent it slowly on her own.
So, Mrs.
Lewis had to say: “Then let’s renovate.
Since we are going to renovate, let’s refurbish the entire house.
When you and Lyke get married, we will have to renovate again.
The walls need to be painted and the furniture replaced.
This furniture is also more than ten years old, and indeed, they have become worn-out.
They’ve been bumped and scratched a lot, and the walls have turned yellow,” said Mrs.
Lewis.
The Old Madam and Lyke were both in a hurry, as if they couldn’t wait for the two to get their marriage license immediately.
In such a hurry, Mrs.
Lewis almost suspected if there was anything wrong with Lyke’s health.
Given this attitude, Mrs.
Lewis had no doubt that the two would end up not being able to marry in the end.
So, she was completely relieved to start renovating now.
And again, even if Peggy really couldn’t marry Lyke, she could still marry someone else.
The house isn’t being renovated in vain.
“Don’t wait until we set a wedding date, then find that we can’t keep up with the renovation due to time constraints,” said Mrs.
Lewis.
“The money for our home’s renovation, combined with your father’s retirement pension, is enough.
You don’t have to pay for everything.
You just pay for the kitchen.” Since this was what Peggy first proposed, Mrs.
Lewis didn’t argue with her.
“You guys keep your saved money for your retirement,” Peggy said laughing, “Since we are going to refurbish the whole place, I will pay for it all.”
“What are you paying for!
You give us thirty thousand each month, which we get to spend.
Your father and I truly can’t use it all,” Mrs.
Lewis and Mr.
Lewis couldn’t spend it entirely.
Even if they traveled domestically and internationally, added the costs of all that up, they couldn’t spend 360,000 in a year.
Even if they enjoy some good food during the period, they can’t spend that much.
The two of them don’t buy clothes too often, because the clothes can be worn for a long time, and they don’t need to keep buying year in year out.
Peggy often buys expensive clothes for them.
As a result, Mrs.
Lewis, who manages the family finances, couldn’t spend too much of the money that Peggy gave.
Normally, Mrs.
Lewis saves money for Peggy without reducing her and Mr.
Lewis’s quality of life.
“We can’t spend that much, we can save quite a bit every month, and we have saved quite a lot over the years,” said Mrs.
Lewis.
“I myself don’t spend that much either.
Besides paying the mortgage, I work a lot, don’t have time to travel, and at most, there are some work-related expenses.”
Normally, she can apply for reimbursements for client hospitality from the company.
But Manager Thompson has been taking such good care of her, so Peggy often gives him some gifts.
In the workplace, these social exchanges are necessary.
And there are gatherings with colleagues.
Other than these, and hobbies, Peggy essentially doesn’t have any other expenditures.
She has indeed saved quite a bit of money.
There’s some in mutual funds, and some savings in the bank.
“You should keep it,” said Mrs.
Lewis, “your father and I can’t spend all of our daily expenses, and we can save.
Even if we don’t take care of our retirement, the money we saved for retirement is enough to spend.”
No matter what she said, Mrs.
Lewis didn’t agree.
Eventually, Mrs.
Lewis let Peggy bear the cost of renovating the kitchen only.
“Alright, everything is sorted, you take Lyke home, let him rest early,” said Mrs.
Lewis.
“What about dad here?” asked Peggy.
With no hesitation, Mrs.
Lewis said: “He insisted on drinking so much, just let him sleep on the sofa.
Sleeping on the bed would give it a reek.”
Mrs.
Lewis was fed up with Mr.
Lewis’s drinking.
Peggy just didn’t interfere in this.
Chapter 1193: This is Truly a Talented Person_1 Anyway, Mr.
Lewis often slept on the sofa when he got drunk.
Their sofa was wide and long enough, the design at the corners is practically a single bed.
“Help me get your father onto the sofa, and you don’t have to worry about anything else,” Mrs.
Lewis said.
“Okay.” Peggy Lewis helped Mrs.
Lewis move Mr.
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Lewis to the sofa.
Mr.
Lewis grunted a few times and lay on the sofa.
The cushions on the sofa were as comfortable as pillows, very comfortable to lay on.
When Peggy Lewis used to live at home, she would sometimes lie here watching TV and if she fell asleep, she would just stay there till the morning light instead of going to her room.
So, she was not worried that Mr.
Lewis would not be comfortable.
Because it was really comfortable.
Mrs.
Lewis got another basin and placed it next to the sofa, so that if Mr.
Lewis wanted to vomit, he could just turn his head and do it.
Looking at her process, she was definitely a seasoned pro.
“Mom, you should rest early too.
We’ve been busy all day,” said Peggy Lewis.
“Okay, don’t worry.
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Be careful when you take Lyke home,” Mrs.
Lewis looked at Lyke Zhekova and she couldn’t help worrying, even though he was behaving himself.
She quietly asked Peggy Lewis, “After taking him home, come back soon.
Don’t stay at his place too late.”
“Okay.” Peggy Lewis nodded.
“Tell me the truth, you two are not living together, right?” Mrs.
Lewis asked.
Peggy Lewis: “…”
Wasn’t she asking her to lie?
“You’re not living together, are you?” Mrs.
Lewis looked at Peggy Lewis and said, “You guys just got together, didn’t you?”
“No…” Peggy Lewis didn’t know how to explain, she only said, “Mom, don’t worry, we didn’t do anything, we are just in a simple love relationship now.”
Mrs.
Lewis had strong suspicions that they were living together.
“I’m not saying I’m against you guys living together.
I’m just saying, you two haven’t been together long, and you’re already living together.
Don’t let the elders of the Zhekova family, and Lyke think you’re easy, that you would move in with him so readily.”
“Mom, don’t worry,” Peggy Lewis said, “In order to know how the other person thinks, two people must live together.
You’ve only met Lyke twice, so you don’t understand him, so it’s normal for you to worry.”
“Well, I can’t quite explain it.
It’s a kind of understanding between us.
You just need to trust me.”
After Peggy Lewis said this, what else didn’t Mrs.
Lewis know?
She was practically admitting that she was already living with Lyke Zhekova.
“As long as you know what you’re doing, even if I do interfere, it won’t do any good,” Mrs.
Lewis was still a little upset.
But indeed, as she said, even if she did interfere, they wouldn’t listen.
“Anyway, you’re grown up.
I won’t say anything else.
Just remember to protect yourself.
You know what I mean,” said Mrs.
Lewis.
Peggy Lewis: “…”
“I understand.” Peggy Lewis, with bravery and awkwardness, discussed this matter with Mrs.
Lewis.
It was really embarrassing.
“Lyke, can you walk?” Peggy Lewis asked Lyke Zhekova.
Lyke Zhekova seemed to be afraid of getting a headache, so he didn’t dare to nod his head.
He kept his neck straight and said, “I can.”
“Okay, let’s go home then,” said Peggy Lewis.
Mrs.
Lewis saw that Lyke Zhekova’s eyes were straight from drinking, but he could still look at her and say, “Aunt, we’re going home.”
Mrs.
Lewis: “…”
He was really something.
When Mrs.
Lewis saw them off to the door, Lyke Zhekova said again, “Aunt, don’t worry.
I will definitely behave myself.
Besides, in my heart, Peggy is the best girl.
I would never think badly of her.”
Unexpectedly, Lyke Zhekova had heard everything Mrs.
Lewis said to Peggy Lewis.
Even though he was drunk, he could still answer her in such an organized manner.
Mrs.
Lewis had just been careless, thinking Lyke Zhekova was drunk, so she didn’t care much.
Even though she spoke in a low voice, it still wasn’t quiet enough for people not to hear.
But now, Mrs.
Lewis was really wondering, was Lyke Zhekova really drunk or not?
How could he answer so clearly?
“Mom, we’re leaving.”
“Okay, be careful on the road.”
Mr.
Lewis was drunk, Mrs.
Lewis didn’t dare to leave him alone at home, so she could only send them off to the door.
She watched as Peggy Lewis and Lyke Zhekova got into the elevator before closing the door.
With only two of them left inside, Lyke Zhekova staggered and leaned against the elevator.
This time he really was drunk, so he didn’t dare to lean on Peggy Lewis.
He was afraid he couldn’t control himself and might put all his weight on her.
Peggy Lewis quickly supported Lyke Zhekova: “How are you feeling?”
“There’s no one else around, in front of my parents, why were you still acting so tough?”
He should have relaxed earlier.
Just now, he was obviously uncomfortable.
“I can’t leave a bad impression on Mr.
and Mrs,” Lyke Zhekova insisted.
He really didn’t expect that Mr.
Lewis would be so ruthless.
Determined to get Lyke Zhekova drunk, even if it meant himself becoming unconscious.
Although Lyke Zhekova hadn’t passed out, he was now indeed feeling a headache and dizzy.
He couldn’t even walk in a straight line.
Peggy Lewis had been worried that Lyke Zhekova would have social engagements, so she had brought hangover tablets in the storage compartment of his car.
As soon as they got in the car, she fed Lyke Zhekova a pill, then drove off.
Peggy Lewis was afraid that Lyke Zhekova was feeling uncomfortable, so she drove slowly.
To prevent the start and stop of the car from making him want to vomit.
Peggy Lewis herself had experience in this matter.
So, after a cautious journey, they finally arrived home.
Peggy Lewis finally relaxed.
She helped Lyke Zhekova and they finally arrived home.
Although Lyke Zhekova could not walk in a straight line, thankfully he could still walk on his own.
So Peggy Lewis just needed to guide the direction, and it wasn’t too tiring.
As soon as they got home, Lyke Zhekova finally relaxed completely.
For the first time, he kicked off his shoes directly, rather than taking off his shoes and then placing them properly as he used to.
Finally, he had a little bit of a willful and unrestrained appearance.
Then he went to the sofa in his socks, didn’t bother to find slippers, and flopped down on it.
After Peggy Lewis took off her shoes and changed into slippers, she took Lyke Zhekova’s slippers over to him and placed them by his feet: “Come on, change into your slippers first.”
Lyke Zhekova obediently put on his slippers.
“I don’t want to wash up now, I just want to laze around here.” Lyke Zhekova said in a petulant tone.
He really couldn’t muster any energy now.
“Alright, why don’t you change into your pajamas later and then just go to sleep.
Don’t bother with washing up.
It’s just one night without washing, it’s okay.”
She found that Lyke Zhekova was very clean.
No matter how late he came back from work, he insisted on taking a bath.
Even if it was just a quick shower.
Lyke Zhekova obediently nodded his head: “Then just tonight.
Don’t think I’m dirty or smelly.
I’m usually very clean.”
He was speaking slowly now and his words were slurred.
He was indeed drunk.
Chapter 1194: Am I Getting Presbyopia?
_1 “Of course, of course.” Peggy Lewis nodded repeatedly.
Seeing that Lyke Zhekova was truly drunk, unusually meek, and even a tad dorky, Peggy plucked up her courage.
The current Lyke was like a real-life 1:1 human doll.
Peggy felt that no matter what she did, Lyke wouldn’t resist.
Of course, Peggy wouldn’t do anything too extreme.
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She didn’t have such daring intentions or such daring courage.
But seeing Lyke’s rarely seen good-boy behavior, she wanted to tease him a little.
Last time Lyke got drunk his consciousness was still clear.
He could even take care of his bathing.
But not like now, Lyke was so drunk he couldn’t even be mindful of hygiene.
Peggy held Lyke’s face, boldy kissed his cheek and said, “See, I even kissed you, I’m not repelled.”
Her tone resembled one would use to coax a child.
Lyke obediently nodded.
Perhaps because of the hangover relief candy, Lyke felt much better now.
Although his head was still foggy and his reactions extremely sluggish, at least his head wasn’t hurting anymore.
He just felt a soft touch as she kissed his cheek and it felt especially comfortable.
He wanted her to kiss him a few times more.
By the time Peggy withdrew, Lyke wanted to stop her.
But his alcohol-stimulated movements were slow, and his brain could not catch up.
So by the time he wanted to reach out to Peggy, she had already left.
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A while later, Peggy brought him a cup of honey, “Here, have some more, it’s bedtime soon.”
Lyke obediently drank the honey water before saying, “I don’t want to sleep yet, I’m afraid I’ll feel nauseous lying down, I might want to throw up.”
“Want to sit here for a while?” Peggy asked.
The time was not particularly late right now.
It was just past nine.
It was just that Mr.
Lewis got Lyke to drink in haste and large amounts, causing him to get drunk easily.
They actually came home quite early.
Peggy didn’t drink, so she wasn’t sleepy.
Leaving Lyke alone here, she was worried.
“Hmm.” Lyke nodded.
His head really didn’t hurt anymore, so he dared to nod.
Peggy just dared to tease at this moment, “How come you’re so cute when you’re drunk?”
Last time he got drunk, Peggy thought he had a good drinking demeanor.
Even when drunk he didn’t make a fuss, if he didn’t say anything, you couldn’t even tell he was drunk, he had such good self-control.
But then he intentionally didn’t drink too much, he was controlling himself, so Peggy didn’t have a deep impression of it.
Tonight, she truly saw how Mr.
Lewis got him drunk.
She saw how drunk Lyke was with her own eyes.
It turned out that the drunker he got, the cuter he became.
Previously, Peggy didn’t want to get married and even had a bit of a fear of marriage, because she got used to living by herself.
She couldn’t imagine living with someone else, as both people’s lifestyle habits differed since childhood.
Everyone has their faults, including her.
Small shortcomings are not a big deal, but it is hard to endure or be tolerant if they are unbearable.
She couldn’t imagine how she would force herself to change to accommodate the other person.
To the point of feeling psychologically uncomfortable.
If she couldn’t change, why bother dating or getting married.
It spares both her and others from discomfort.
But after getting to know Lyke, she discovered it was different.
The feeling of two people being together was so good, living together didn’t seem inconvenient at all.
Even more so, the feeling was even better.
Maybe, after truly falling in love with someone, you’ll like everything about them.
Even their shortcomings would be willingly accepted with all sincerity.
She didn’t have this way of thinking before and even held fear because she had never fallen in love with anyone.
She couldn’t even imagine it.
After getting to know Lyke, Peggy knew what it was like for two people to be together.
Even if she didn’t know Lyke could be so docile when drunk, even if Lyke got drunk, she wouldn’t be repulsed.
Lyke was so drunk he wasn’t talkative.
Peggy wasn’t talkative either and quietly stayed by his side.
Lyke picked up his mobile phone and continued browsing his IG stories.
Although he was drunk, he remembered he had posted IG stories to show off.
Who knew, the words now looked blurry.
Peggy saw Lyke holding the mobile phone far from his eyes, squinting to see the screen, he looked like someone with presbyopia.
Soon after, she saw Lyke shake his head, expressing his anxiety and panic, “Am I developing presbyopia?
Why are the words looking double?”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
This guy’s drunk silly.
Peggy didn’t explain to him.
It’s impossible to explain to a drunkard.
Peggy just stayed quiet.
Lyke was seen holding their mobile phone even farther away, truly like an old man suffering from presbyopia.
“It’s over.” Lyke suddenly spoke.
Peggy Lewis turned her head to look at him.
Lyke then said, “I have presbyopia, which means I’m growing old.
Peggy, you wouldn’t reject me, would you?”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
She thought Lyke was cute when drunk just now.
But now he has turned into a drama king.
“No, no matter what you turn into, I won’t reject you,” Peggy said.
She decided to explain to this drunkard, “And you’re not developing presbyopia.”
“If I don’t have presbyopia, why do the words look double?” Lyke didn’t believe her.
Peggy must be consoling him.
“You drank too much, your eyes aren’t focusing, so everything you see will be double.
It’s not just the words, look at our furniture, look at me, everything’s double right?” Peggy explained in a child-coaxing manner.
Lyke took a close and careful look at Peggy.
Peggy thought that Lyke may finally understand.
Who knew, Lyke suddenly gave a silly grin.
The grin was so silly he looked like the landlord’s foolish son.
“You said ‘our home,’ that’s nice.” Lyke nodded emphatically, “Yes, this is our home!”
Peggy has started to think of here as home.
Her own home.
Not his home anymore, but their home.
Peggy didn’t expect that after Lyke stared at her so intently just now, his thoughts would jump to this.
Peggy is not even feeling moved right now, because Lyke picked up their mobile phone again and opened Eighty-Eight Sixty-Four chat group.
Peggy Lewis: “…”
Drunk as you are, you can still chat in the group?
Turned out, Lyke didn’t chat in the group, but he directly searched for Clifford Wells in the group.
Clifford Wells must be unlucky to be in the group chat at this hour.
Lyke didn’t even have to search in the group member column, as soon as he entered, he saw Clifford Wells chatting.
Lyke immediately clicked on Clifford Wells’ avatar and sent a voice call.
After a long time, Peggy suspected Clifford Wells didn’t really want to pick up and was struggling with the decision.
However, Clifford Wells eventually picked up the call.
Chapter 1195: Family’s Disgrace Should Not Be Publicised_1 Peggy Lewis wasn’t sure what kind of struggle Clifford Wells went through, or perhaps his friendship with Lyke Zhekova surpassed his struggle.
Lyke Zhekova used the speakerphone.
“What now?” Clifford Wells’ impatient voice came through.
“I’m here to share some tips about meeting the future in-laws for the first time,” Lyke Zhekova said.
Though he was drunk, Lyke Zhekova’s voice was clear, so Clifford Wells didn’t realize Lyke Zhekova was drunk right now.
Upon hearing what Lyke Zhekova was talking about, he felt it’s never-ending.
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While it was understandable that Lyke Zhekova was excited about finding a girlfriend at the age of 37, he couldn’t just let Lyke Zhekova haunt him with this excitement, right!
His patience had its limits too!
“I don’t want to hear.” Clifford Wells irritatedly said, “I haven’t had a chance to go to the future in-laws house yet.
Let’s talk about this when I do.”
Who knew, just as Clifford Wells had finished speaking, Peggy Lewis heard a “slap” from the phone.
The sound of a palm hitting flesh was clear and crisp.
The force used had to be substantial for them to hear it over the phone.
Peggy Lewis was curious about what the sound was.
It sounded like someone being hit, but she didn’t know who hit whom.
Then, another voice came from the phone.
This time it was an old woman’s voice: “Now you don’t have it, but you will eventually.
Listen now, take down good notes, so you’ll be prepared for future use, won’t you?”
Following that, Peggy Lewis heard another “slap”.
Then she heard the old woman say: “Why aren’t you taking notes yet!”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
Lyke Zhekova: “…”
Who would have thought that of all days, Clifford Wells had to be at the Wells Ancestral House today?
Lyke Zhekova turned his head to explain to Peggy Lewis: “It’s definitely Old Madam Wells.”
Peggy Lewis questioned in surprise: “You’ve sobered up?”
He could still explain?
Who knew, Lyke Zhekova said confidently: “I’m not drunk.”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
Well, he was still drunk.
Then they heard the sound of rustling, as though someone was rummaging through a cabinet.
“I’ve got it.” Over the phone, Clifford Wells said to Old Madam Wells, “Grandmother, don’t hit me anymore, I’m taking notes.”
As for this embarrassing moment being overheard by Lyke Zhekova, Clifford Wells no longer cared.
Lyke Zhekova already knew that he got scolded often.
“He’s really taking notes?” Peggy Lewis asked in surprise.
Just now Peggy Lewis was speaking when Clifford Wells was finding his notebook so he didn’t hear her.
This time, Clifford Wells heard her.
“Lyke Zhekova!” Clifford Wells discarded etiquette, “Peggy Lewis is there with you too?”
Was his scolding heard by Peggy Lewis?
If Lyke Zhekova heard, he didn’t care, since they all knew about it.
But Peggy Lewis didn’t know!
Finally, Clifford Wells felt exceptionally embarrassed.
There was a moment when he wanted to strive to be better and get rid of his single status.
“Um, I’ve been here the whole time.
I did speak just now, didn’t you hear?” Peggy Lewis didn’t intend to hide it from Clifford Wells.
Clifford Wells: “…”
“Why are you two together so late?” Clifford Wells asked in jealousy.
“Your comment is really funny.” Old Madam Wells spoke before Lyke Zhekova and Peggy Lewis could respond.
“They are dating of course they are together.
Do you think they are like you, a bachelor who doesn’t even know how to find a girl when you feel lonely, instead coming back here to chat with your grandparents!”
“Let me tell you!
Your grandparents are old, we can’t accompany you this late!
You are such an ungrateful grandson!” The voice of Old Master Wells came through.
Peggy Lewis: “…”
What’s Clifford Wells’ status in his family?
It’s a bit too sad, isn’t it?
It kind of felt like his parents didn’t love him.
Of course now, it is his grandparents don’t love him.
As for the attitude of Clifford Wells’ parents, that’s unknown.
Clifford Wells: “…”
“When other grandparents see their grandson, they are thrilled.
They absolutely dote on them,” confessed Clifford Wells “When a grandson comes to see them, they are extremely happy.
How could you two do this to me?”
“Want us to be happy?
Want to show filial piety to us?
Think that coming to see us is filial piety?” Old Madam Wells fired questions at him.
Clifford Wells: “…”
Clifford Wells raised his hand in surrender: “Alright, Grandmother, stop saying it, I know what you want to say.”
“You…Don’t you allow your granny to speak?” Old Master Wells was angry, “Is this your definition of filial piety?”
Peggy Lewis felt sorry for Clifford Wells.
She whispered to Lyke Zhekova: “Let’s hang up.
Clifford Wells is being scolded too harshly over there.
It’s not good for us to listen to this.”
“Not hanging up.” Lyke Zhekova said, “I enjoy listening to him being scolded.”
“Scram!” Clifford Wells shouted into his mobile phone and cut off the call indignantly.
At this end, Old Master Wells angrily asked: “Whom did you tell to scram?”
“Grandfather!
Grandfather!
I was telling Lyke Zhekova to scram!” Clifford Wells hurriedly explained, “He was eavesdropping on you scolding me.
Even though I deserve it, and you are definitely right for scolding me, family matters should not go public.
He shouldn’t be allowed to listen to it, right?”
“That makes sense.” For once, Old Master Wells agreed with Clifford Wells that night.
However, Old Madam Wells was not someone who could be easily distracted, she forcefully brought the topic back: “Coming alone is not filial.
Coming with our future granddaughter-in-law is filial!”
“…” Clifford Wells said awkwardly, “Bringing along my younger two brothers with their fiancees doesn’t seem good, does it?”
Old Master Wells threw his slippers at Clifford Wells: “I’ll kill you, you damn fool!”
Clifford Wells: “…”
Over here, after Clifford Wells hung up the phone, Peggy Lewis sympathetically said: “I never thought that Clifford Wells could have such a hard time with Old Master and Old Madam Wells.”
Although it was pitiful, she wanted to laugh and also wanted to tell Mr.
Lewis and Mrs.
Lewis about the incident.
“Not just Old Master and Old Madam Wells, he doesn’t have much status in front of his own parents either,” Lyke Zhekova said.
“…” Questioning, Peggy Lewis asked, “Clifford Wells wasn’t adopted, was he?”
“No way, this only proves that he’s their biological child,” Lyke Zhekova said.
Only a biological child can be abandoned like this, right?
After Lyke Zhekova ended the call with Clifford Wells, the screen was on the Eighty-Eight Sixty-Four group chat.
Who knew, Lyke Zhekova posted an audio message in the group.
Peggy Lewis: “…”
“What did you post?” Peggy Lewis didn’t get a chance to listen yet, but she had a feeling it was something mischievous.
“The recording of Clifford Wells getting scolded earlier.” Lyke Zhekova said.
Peggy Lewis asked in shock: “When did you start recording?”
“From when he started getting scolded.” Lyke Zhekova said affectionately, “I felt that such wonderful content shouldn’t be known only by us.
It would be unjust not to share it with everyone.”
Chapter 1196: Tea Identification Master_1 Peggy Lewis once again asked a question from the depths of her soul, “Aren’t you drunk?”
Lyke Zhekova replied very confidently and firmly, “I’m not drunk.”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
Well, you’re still drunk.
At this point in time, there are quite a few night owls in the group chat.
Or rather, everyone is here.
All lured out by the voice message sent by Lyke Zhekova.
Zachary Hamilton: “Wow, is that my brother Sonny’s voice I heard?”
Jeff Sanders: “No doubt about it, it’s Sonny.
No one else could make him quake like that.”
Walter Wells: “Cliff Wells has to bow to humility, we should pity him.”
Zane Hamilton: “Fourth Uncle, where do you hide under Cliff Wells’s desk to record this?”
By this point, Lyke Zhekova was indeed drunk, the characters on his mobile phone’s virtual keyboard are all blurry in his eyes.
He is accustomed to the full keyboard layout.
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If it were switched to the 9-key format, he wouldn’t know how to use it.
So, he decided to just send a voice message: “I just called Cliff to share some experience about meeting future parents-in-law, but he didn’t want to listen.”
“Who would have thought, he’s so unlucky that his Old Master and Old Madam overheard him when he was saying that.” Lyke Zhekova continued, “But who could have imagined, he’s actually still at their family mansion.”
“After his comments were heard by Old Master and the Old Madam, how could he not get punished?” Lyke Zhekova added, “But who would have thought, I am so lucky to have witnessed such an amusing scene.”
Adrian Zhekova: “…”
Samson Zhekova: “Fourth Uncle, though you might think it, it’s not good to say it out loud.
Poor Sonny.”
Lyke Zhekova: “Are you not happy hearing this?”
Samson Zhekova: “…I am pleased, I even forwarded it to my parents to have a listen.”
Lyke Zhekova said, “That reminds me, I should forward it to the Old Madam of our family, I am sure she’d be delighted to hear.”
Samson Zhekova: “Leave this to me!”
Then, Samson Zhekova went silent, obviously going to forward the voice message to the Old Master and Old Madam.
Sure enough, in a short time, a notification sounded in the Zhekova Family’s chat group.
Lyke Zhekova briefly switched to look.
Sure enough, Samson Zhekova had sent it.
Lyke Zhekova returned to Eighty-Eight Sixty-Four group, and continued speaking: “Today was a day of triple happiness for me then.”
Anders York, the oldest person here, jumped out without hesitation: “What do you mean?
Triple happiness?
Did you get your marriage certificate?”
The old man was quick.
Typically, procrastination only speeds up at the last moment.
Lyke Zhekova: “…well not that, but my future in-laws like me very much and have agreed to allow me to get engaged to Peggy.”
Lyke Zhekova: “My future in-laws view me highly.
Of course, it might also be because their prospective son-in-law is very satisfactory to them.
So Peggy and I have just started dating, and this was only my second official visit.
The first time I visited them as Peggy’s boyfriend, they agreed to our engagement.
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It shows that they understand character and have excellent judgement.
After only seeing me twice, they acknowledge that I am a stable, reliable person they can trust their daughter’s future with.”
Peggy Lewis couldn’t help but look at the group chat conversation, where Lyke was boasting.
As Lyke was right next to her, she didn’t have to open the voice message to hear it.
She could hear Lyke’s words firsthand.
But because Lyke was right next to her, she could watch him live, which was even more direct.
Lyke usually isn’t such a braggart.
At this point, Peggy Lewis was certain that Lyke was really drunk.
But his drunkenness was quite unusual, different from others.
Anders York: “Oh, you’re engaged, congratulations.”
The other group members also expressed their congratulations.
Like Anders York, they all ignored Lyke’s bragging.
Hey!
As if everyone hasn’t had similar experiences.
Everyone probably went through the same process.
All the future in-laws agreeing was just part of the game.
It was not entirely of their own volition.
Now that she has said yes, who will willingly let their beloved daughter marry so quickly?
Anders York: “But that’s only one of the happy events, what about the other two?”
Lyke Zhekova: “Being liked by my future in-laws is another happy event.”
Everyone: “…”
Alright, since you’re older, and just got out of singlehood, you call the shots.
Stanley West: “And the third happiness?”
Lyke Zhekova: “Of course, it’s witnessing Cliff Wells’s humility.”
Benjamin Smith: “That’s too ruthless.”
Who knows how Clifford Wells managed to escape from Old Master Wells and Old Madam Wells unscathed.
Now he finally showed up in the group chat.
No sooner had he opened his mouth than he exclaimed, “What’s this about Cliff Wells aaah!
If you keep calling me this, I’m going to forget what my original name is!”
Christopher Smith: “When Old Madam changed your name based on your fortune, she should have changed Clifford as well.
A sincere heart can melt a metal stone, sounds so smooth.”
Clifford Wells: “You go away aaah!”
Zachary Hamilton: “Sonny, you’re really worked up tonight, what happened?”
Clifford Wells: “Don’t pretend with me!
You all heard the voice message!
Why are you asking me?
Can’t you see?
Zane Hamilton, you’re such a green tea!
What’s going on, don’t you know?”
Peggy Lewis burst out laughing at Clifford Wells’s words.
Jeff Sanders: “Tsk, Sonny got it right.
We always thought Zane was a simple sweet boy, turns out he’s a green tea.
Is the naive dummy image all a ruse?”
As Clifford Wells saw that the attention had shifted to Zane Hamilton, he immediately followed up with: “What a naive idea!
Could a simple sweet guy get Jessica Xero, who’s only 18, so easily?
He’s a top-level green tea!
You’ve all been fooled.
Only I, the tea-master, could see through it immediately!”
Clifford Wells: “Why am I still single?
It’s because of my sharp eyes.
I can spot green tea a mile away.”
Clifford Wells: “Anyway, among the single women I’ve met so far, of course, excluding everyone here.
Every single one of them is steeped in tea.”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
“Where does he meet these women, how can he meet so many green teas?” Peggy Lewis asks in disbelief.
Being familiar with Clifford Wells, Lyke says, “With those eyes of his, he can appraise tea?
He must just be mistaken.
He’s labelled ordinary women as teas, so he’s still single to this day.”
“…” Peggy Lewis asked with confusion, “Then…has he been hurt emotionally?”
Otherwise, why is he so careful?
Clifford Wells’s attitude is like better to falsely accuse than to let someone off.
In this way, unwilling to try, viewing everyone as a green tea, it would be strange if he could get out of singlehood.
“There is no injury, he has no emotional experience to this day.” Lyke said, “It can only be said that he himself…”
Chapter 1197: What a peculiar flower_1 Lyke Zhekova pointed to his own eyes: “I guess he was born to see green in everything around him, no matter whom he meets.”
“Of course, there are others who actively chase him.
In this day and age, girls chasing guys isn’t unusual; in fact, it’s pretty brave and admirable.
And some of them don’t even know who he is.”
“One time, I was at the coffee shop with him.
I left for a bit and when I was on my way back, I saw a girl coming up to him to ask for his Whatsapp,” shared Zhekova, “I thought it wouldn’t be easy for Clifford Wells to find a girlfriend, so I shouldn’t intervene.
I quickly hid myself and didn’t show myself.”
Naturally, he hid in a place where it was convenient to watch the drama unfold.
He had to figure out what Clifford Wells would say.
Zhekova had a premonition that Wells’ response would be very entertaining.
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“The girl just thought he was handsome and approached him.
He’s somewhat known within certain circles, but to the general public, he’s not a celebrity.”
Now, it seems that the only thing Clifford Wells has going for him is his decent looks.
As long as he doesn’t talk, his face manages to impress others pretty well.”
Peggy Lewis nodded, indicating that she agreed with Zhekova’s sensible assessment. Zhekova continued: “Do you know what he said to the girl?
He said, ‘Are you trying to scam me?
Don’t dream about getting my number!'”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
“So, is this how he chooses his tea?” Peggy Lewis asked, her lips twitching.
To real tea, it seems like it could work.
But the problem is, not every girl is tea.
She just wanted his Whatsapp contact!
Zhekova nodded, “No matter how much the girl tried to explain, he wouldn’t listen.
I thought he was going to call the staff to complain about the girl harassing him, so I hurried back.
The girl was driven away in exasperation.”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
“Actually, it’s already very patient of the girl not to throw a coffee in his face.
Calling the waitress to complain about her harassment?
Seriously?” Peggy Lewis commented.
All the girl was doing was asking for his number.
Clearly, she had no shame.
“Do you know what he said to me after I came back?” Zhekova asked.
“What did he say?” Peggy Lewis was quite curious, so she cooperated fully.
Listening to Zhekova talk about Clifford Wells was like listening to a comedy sketch.
“He said, ‘I was wise to not give her my Whatsapp.
There’s a lot of money in my wallet!
I am the successor of the Wells Family.
It would be a disgrace if I got scammed.'”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
So he doesn’t think that his behavior is disgraceful?
“That’s really…
no wonder he’s still single,” Peggy couldn’t help expressing her thoughts on Clifford Wells.
What a unique character he is!
“But, why do you all call him ‘Cliff Wells’?” Peggy asked, puzzled.
“Because Old Madam Wells once asked the Head of the Xero Family to name him,” Zhekova diverted the topic to introduce the Xero Family to Peggy.
Since she’s entering his social circle, it’s necessary to understand these things.
Peggy was stunned: “There really is a spirit exorcist?”
The Xero Family, she’d never heard of them.
How many things has the world kept hidden from her?
“Yeah, how about watching an exorcism with me next time?
It’ll be too dangerous to go too close to the more extreme ones; I wouldn’t want to put you in danger.
But you can stand a safe distance from the minor ones.
Oh right, the Xero family has protective amulets.
You can wear one of those during an exorcism so you don’t get hurt,” Zhekova explained.
Peggy shook her head quickly: “No need.”
She couldn’t even dare to watch horror films, let alone real-life ones.
No thanks!
Zhekova laughed, saying, “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you receive a permanent amulet as a welcome gift.”
“There’s such a thing as a permanent one?” Peggy expressed surprised.
“Not exactly permanent, but it can be used more frequently.
As long as you’re not reckless, it’s more than enough to last a lifetime,” explained Zhekova, “The amulets that the exorcists sell are one-use items.
Only the amulets belonging to the family members or trusted clients can be used two or three times.
These are nurtured with jade.”
“And for us, who are treated like family members, the exorcists give out protections that can guard us from numerous harms,” Zhekova said, “Olivia Davis has it, and so does Zachary Hamilton.
Even our elderly family members own one.
Others weren’t given any because the exorcists didn’t detect any malicious spirits off of them.”
“If there is, even a tiny bit, she would give you one, you can rest assured,” Zhekova, who didn’t own one himself, assured Peggy.
Peggy nodded and said, “It’s actually better if I never have to receive one.”
This would mean that she was never around those…
Zhekova laughed, thankfully he didn’t explain too much, afraid that it would scare Peggy.
However, Peggy quickly caught on: “You said Olivia Davis and Zachary Hamilton have one, does it mean they….”
“Yes, they’ve both experienced events, but spirit exorcists noticed early in time, so they’re alright.
Zachary even helped with an exorcism once.
It’s just that he stood there watching; naturally, he couldn’t help out.
But he just wanted to stay with the exorcist.”
Peggy gave a thumbs up: “I can’t believe it, just his dedication and initiative is amazing.
It’s no wonder he’s not single at such a young age.
Old Madam Hamilton must be very proud.”
Zhekova: “…”
Peggy picked it up quickly; in no time, she has managed to comprehend the inner workings of the elderly ladies in various families.
Zhekova nodded, “Indeed, she’s very happy and proud.
To the extend that Zane Hamilton, at home, has been deprived of her affection.
The most pampered is now Zachary.”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
Old Madam Hamilton is such a realist.
No wonder, the competition between the children in these families is so fierce.
To be the favorite…
it’s too difficult.
“Ehem!” Fearful that Peggy might link it back to him, Zhekova swiftly chimed in.
Given his age when he started dating, one can only imagine how bad his standing with the family elders had been during those years.
Before Peggy could associate his personal circumstances, Zhekova quickly changed the topic: “Anyway, Old Madam Wells once sought the help of the Head of the Xero Family to give Sonny a name, hence the name Clifford Wells.
It signifies a sincere and determined character.
The following line refers to a potential to break through seemingly insurmountable barriers, hence, as a joke, we sometimes call him ‘Cliff Wells’.”
Peggy couldn’t help but laugh, these people are really funny.
“Seeing your situation at home, I bet your status isn’t exactly high either.” Peggy, having a quick mind, wasn’t so easy to be fooled by Lyke.
Lyke Zhekova: “…”
Almost immediately, Lyke pulled Peggy and passionately kissed her on the lips for a while, then said fiercely: “Don’t think I’m drunk and will forget.
You just took advantage of me being drunk and stole a kiss.”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
It’s all Clifford’s fault for distracting her and making her forget about it.
Chapter 1198: I Especially Love Cleanliness_1 “You should be about sober now, right?” Peggy Lewis diverted to him.
“Guess so,” Lyke Zhekova smiled.
Seeing Lyke Zhekova speaking so fluently and even able to ruthlessly mock Clifford Wells, Peggy assumed he should be sober now.
“You should get some rest early then, you drank so much tonight, you’re definitely going to feel bad tomorrow,” Peggy Lewis reminded him.
“Don’t forget there’s a meeting at noon.”
Tomorrow is the day for both parents to meet, so they have to stay in good shape.
Thinking about this, Peggy Lewis felt particularly weird.
How did they suddenly get to the stage of meeting each other’s parents?
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The speed was so fast that she couldn’t quite keep up.
This reminded Lyke Zhekova, making him take it seriously: “Then I’ll go to bed to rest up.
I can’t give our parents a bad impression.”
Peggy Lewis: “….”
Lyke Zhekova got up and walked two steps, then stopped and said to Peggy Lewis, “I’m now fairly sober, better go take a bath.
I love to be clean.”
Peggy Lewis: “….”
It’s weird that you emphasized the last sentence.
“You should also get to bed early.
Good night,” Lyke Zhekova said.
“I should be heading back too,” Peggy Lewis also got up, coming to the bedroom doorway with Lyke Zhekova.
They each said good night at the door before going back to their respective rooms.
Lyke Zhekova did want to be affectionate with Peggy Lewis.
But tonight’s situation wouldn’t allow it.
Having drank too much, even though he had sobered up a bit, the smell of alcohol on his body didn’t create the best impression.
So, Lyke Zhekova had to abandon the thought.
He honestly said good night to Peggy Lewis and returned to shower and sleep.
The next day, Lyke Zhekova indeed had a hangover.
The hangover relief candy and honey he ate last night did help a bit.
For breakfast, Peggy Lewis prepared bone soup for him, and from the refrigerator took out some pre-marinated dishes, ready to eat at any time.
Lyke Zhekova’s stomach wasn’t great, so Peggy Lewis refrained from making spicy soup for him.
Although drinking spicy soup does help with hangovers.
But, among the marinated dishes, there were some mildly spicy cucumber strips, which could also help stimulate the appetite.
Otherwise, after a hangover, he would feel full and wouldn’t have any sense of hunger.
Peggy Lewis also ordered dumplings for delivery.
Her cooking skills were currently only at a beginner’s level.
Cooking soup was already pretty good.
She could also handle preparing the marinated dishes easily.
Stir-frying a few simple dishes wasn’t a challenge as well.
But if it came to more complicated dishes, especially like dumplings, she wasn’t that good at it.
She needed to learn with Cindy Clarke about how to handle the taste ratio of dumpling fillings, and how to deal with dumpling skin.
If not because of work, Peggy Lewis would love to go study culinary arts at the Pingla Academy with Lyke Zhekova.
But this idea didn’t stay long, she quickly dismissed it.
Even if she didn’t need to work, with her basic skills, she wouldn’t make it in Pingla Academy.
The chefs there all had a $O04strong foundation, they were all master chefs.
Peggy Lewis considered signing up for a cooking hobby class.
But besides work, her remaining rest time was all occupied by Lyke Zhekova.
Lyke Zhekova thought she spent too little time with him, how could she allow her to go learn to cook?
Moreover, Lyke Zhekova was still working hard on his culinary skills, vowing to handle all three meals a day in the future and not let Peggy lift a finger.
He couldn’t agree for Peggy Lewis to join any cooking class, it’s too hard work.
So, Peggy Lewis put down the idea.
When she couldn’t handle it herself, she had to resort to takeout.
Luckily, the bone soup was fragrant and rich, with a natural sweet taste.
The small dishes were crisp and refreshing.
The dumplings that Peggy ordered weren’t the common kind, but the ones made with leavened dough.
They were just like regular buns, but much smaller.
The bun skin was fluffy and soft, some parts were soaked in the filling’s soup, revealing the color of the filling, making it even more delicious and appetizing.
“I ordered ones with eggplant braised pork filling and mushroom rapeseed filling,” Peggy Lewis said, “One meat and one vegetable, mixed together they don’t get too greasy.
Also, given your poor appetite from the hangover, had to order the eggplant pork to stimulate your appetite.”
“This shop just happened to be a popular bun shop.” Peggy Lewis was surprised, she didn’t expect it to be within the delivery range.
They usually had their meals delivered from Majestic’s restaurant and rarely ordered takeout, so Peggy Lewis didn’t know what takeout restaurants were nearby.
Who knew that when they ordered takeout that morning, a search on the takeout app showed this shop.
Peggy Lewis, though she hadn’t eaten there, had heard about its reputation.
Without saying much more, Peggy Lewis ate one of the eggplant pork buns while it was still hot.
As the juice from the eggplant pork seeped out of the bun, holding it got her fingers all oily.
Even before she took a bite, the rich aroma of pork sauce wafted up.
When Peggy Lewis took a bite, she saw the inside, caramel-colored filling of eggplant and pork bits.
Because it had been marinated in sauce, it was all one color, and it was hard to tell the eggplant from the meat at a glance.
You could only get a feel for it when you chewed on it.
The eggplant was steamed to be soft and smooth, melt in the mouth.
The pork was fatty, and the lean meat had clear grain.
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Biting down on the fatty meat made it burst with juices, which the eggplant absorbed.
What a delicious mix.
Despite Lyke Zhekova’s loss of appetite due to the hangover, he was still enticed by the food.
After finishing the eggplant pork one, Lyke Zhekova ate a mushroom rapeseed one to cleanse his palate.
After the richness of the eggplant and pork, the mushroom rapeseed seemed incredibly fresh.
Combined with a bite of the mildly spicy, crisp cucumber strips, it perfectly suited his taste.
“It’s a shame there’s no congee,” said Peggy Lewis with regret.
Lyke Zhekova nodded, “That’s what I was thinking too.”
“I was worried you’d have no appetite, so I switched to bone soup.
If I had known your appetite would be this good, I’d have used the bone soup to make congee,” Peggy Lewis said with a laugh.
The thought of that made Lyke Zhekova a little weak.
There was still plenty of time, they were only meeting at Sheng Yue at noon.
We started to make his own dish.
Lyke Zhekova decisively picked up the soup and said, “I’ll make the congee.”
“Now?” Peggy Lewis was astonished.
Lyke Zhekova nodded: “Rinsing the rice will be quick, and it should take half an hour to cook the porridge.
It might not be as soft and smooth, but it should be fine.”
Seeing him sounding so knowledgeable, Peggy Lewis was surprised, “When did you learn all this?”
Peggy Lewis remembered that everything Lyke Zhekova learnt before were all extremely simple.
Even boiling a pot of noodles was a high-level task for him.
“I have asked Gu Xian,” Lyke Zhekova said with a smile, “I have always wanted to make it for you.
Who knew I’d be hungover today and wake up later than you.”
Chapter 1199: If I Have A Disobedient Grandchild Like You, I Would Also Beat You_1 “I had planned to show off my skills this morning,” Lyke Zhekova said.
Seeing Lyke’s intention, Peggy Lewis decided not to interfere and waited patiently as he prepared the porridge.
The buns will still be good, even if they cool down, they can be reheated in the microwave, and their taste remains the same.
As the bone broth was reheated, its delicious aroma intensified.
“Done,” Lyke announced, returning with a large bowl of soup.
But this time, the bowl was filled with thick, creamy white porridge.
Earlier, Peggy had reheated the buns in the microwave.
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Lyke served Peggy a bowl: “Have a taste.”
Peggy took a sip.
The white porridge was soft and full of rich bone broth flavor.
A single spoonful felt incredibly satisfying and was filled with the tasty goodness of the bone broth.
Peggy eagerly took a bite of the eggplant meat bun and immediately took a sip of the porridge.
She relished the combination of the soy-flavored bun and the bone broth porridge.
She enjoyed the mixed flavors so much that her eyes closed in pleasure.
Seeing her reaction, Lyke said cheerfully, “It seems my first attempt to cook porridge has been quite successful.”
Peggy didn’t hold back her praise and gave him a thumbs up: “It’s definitely a success.
It’s delicious.”
“I should have cooked it this way earlier,” Peggy regretted.
“Without these buns and side dishes, I wouldn’t be able to develop an appetite.
Also, my first sip was of the bone broth, which feels completely different now.
That initial step was imperative,” Lyke said with a laugh.
“Most importantly, if you had made it, where would I have had the chance to contribute?” Lyke joked.
“True,” Peggy conceded quickly.
Lyke dropped a thin cucumber strip into his porridge.
The cucumber strip floated on the surface of the white porridge.
The green cucumber strips on the creamy white porridge looked particularly appetizing.
With his chopsticks, he stirred, spreading a little bit of the cucumber’s juice around the porridge.
Then he scooped up the part of the porridge blended with the cucumber juice and put it, along with the cucumber strip, into his mouth.
It was like savoring bone broth seasoned with a little soy sauce and a hint of sweetness and spiciness.
The sauce added some depth to the otherwise plain bone broth flavor.
He enjoyed the crispness of the cucumber amid the soft porridge.
Lyke suddenly felt hungrier than before.
In that moment, all the discomforts and hangovers seemed to disappear.
The breakfast was simple but incredibly satisfying.
“This porridge is phenomenal,” Peggy said, patting her slightly protruding belly contentedly.
“Let me research more recipes to cook for you at the weekends,” Lyke responded with a smile.
Making the porridge taste good is also a matter of effort.
Like today’s bone broth porridge, it wouldn’t be possible without Peggy having prepared the bone broth in advance.
If it all had to be done together, it would take a long time.
That’s not practical on a workday.
Peggy nodded in anticipation, and when it was about time, they set off for Shengyue.
Today, Old Madam has also summoned Adrian Zhekova and Cindy Clarke.
Old Madam is very considerate of Peggy.
Feeling that with Cindy, her best friend around, Peggy would be more relaxed.
Moreover, with Cindy’s endorsement, Mr.
and Mrs.
Lewis would trust the Zhekova family more.
But Samson Zhekova, having heard the news from somewhere, insisted on coming along too.
Just like a child would nag their parents to let them out for play, and if denied, would throw a tantrum.
Initially, Old Madam did not agree, no matter how much of a fuss Samson made.
It would be okay to call on Adrian Zhekova and Cindy Clarke, given their circumstances.
The Lewises wouldn’t be overly suspicious either.
If more were invited, the Lewises, who only have two people present, will feel that the odds are stacked against them.
Wouldn’t the pressure on them be too great if the Zhekova family members are significantly more than them?
The third old master Zhekova, being Lyke’s father, is naturally expected to attend.
But how could she discuss things with Mrs.
Lewis with all the female elders present?
So, Old Madam also decides to attend.
But isn’t it inappropriate for Old Madam to attend with her brother-in-law?
Therefore, Old Master naturally joins too.
Beyond that, Old Madam did not invite Maverick Zhekova and Jayden Zhekova.
Maverick Zhekova and Jayden Zhekova are fine since they are just enjoying their lives.
Everyone knows how stubborn Victoria Wheeler can be.
Those that have not met her before would probably feel, upon meeting for the first time, that Victoria is challenging to deal with.
If they scare off Peggy’s parents into thinking that the mother-in-law is such a tyrant, that would be so unfair.
So, Old Madam plans to…
recruit Peggy into the Zhekova family before revealing Victoria Wheeler to them.
Samson Zhekova claimed that he wants to be an observer of the meeting between both sets of parents to prepare for his turn in the future.
Old Madam thought Samson Zhekova had a point.
Samson Zhekova added, “Granny, since my grandmother is not here, I will need to depend on you when it comes to my future wife and meeting with her family.
My parents are too busy traveling around the world to worry about me, so you have to guide me.”
Taking a look at him, Old Madam found Samson to be quite enlightened.
He has already started preparing proactively without her needing to prompt.
Old Madam was pleased with Samson’s attitude, so she agreed to bring him along.
Therefore, Samson went to the family mansion early to join the elders for the trip.
With the elders at the back, Samson sat in the front passenger seat.
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Having nothing better to do, Samson immediately reported in an Eighty-Eight Sixty-Four group chat, “My Fourth Uncle and Fourth Aunt are meeting with each other’s parents today, and I am honored to be in attendance.
@Clifford Wells, Brother Sonny, I’ll share the details with you later.”
Clifford Wells responded, “Get lost!”
It’s not as if Samson was having a parents’ meeting, why should he be concerned?
This bunch of people was driving him insane these days.
Samson Zhekova: “If you keep this up, I’m going to call Old Madam Wells.”
Clifford Wells: “…No one stops me, I am going to beat this kid up today.”
Adrian Zhekova: “No one is stopping you.
Go ahead.”
Samson Zhekova: “Bro???”
Clifford Wells: “…”
At least stop him a bit!
“It’s not as if its your parents meeting with your girlfriend’s parents, why are you boasting to me?” Clifford Wells retorted angrily.
Samson Zhekova: “I am attending with an intention to learn and with a beautiful hope of getting out of singlehood soon.
Our granny is very pleased with my proactive and upward-looking attitude.
Unlike you, you not only fail to take the initiative to learn, but you also ignore advice from others.
You are not proactive or humble at all.
No wonder Old Madam Wells keeps beating you up.”
Samson Zhekova: “If I had an unfilial grandson like you, I would also beat you up.”
Chapter 1200: Don’t Listen to His Bragging_1 Clifford Wells: “We promised not to bring this up again!”
Samson Zhekova: “Okay, no more talking.
I need to prepare myself.”
Clifford Wells: “What are you preparing for?”
Samson Zhekova: “This is my first time meeting my future fourth aunt’s family.
Can’t I make a good impression?
I can’t hold back Fourth Uncle just because of me.”
Lyke Zhekova: “You’re quite aware.”
Samson Zhekova: “Fourth Uncle, haven’t you set off yet?”
Lyke Zhekova: “Of course I have.
It’s such an important day.
I can’t be late, I have to be early to greet both our families.
I’m on the way.”
Clifford Wells: “…”
He wants to leave the group chat.
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Samson Zhekova: “Then how do you have time to chat?”
Lyke Zhekova: “I had a good talk with my future father-in-law last night and we drank a bit too much.
Now I’m still hungover, so your aunt is driving.”
Lucky for him, Peggy Lewis is driving and can’t see the chat content.
Otherwise, Lyke wouldn’t dare brag like this.
By the time they arrived at the banquet hall, there were many messages in the chat.
And most likely, Peggy didn’t have the time to read them either.
Jeff Sanders: “Wow, Fourth Uncle has already experienced one of the perks of having a wife and he is not even married yet!”
Lyke Zhekova: “Right?
Last time when I drank too much at a dinner, Peggy picked me up.”
Clifford Wells: “It’s one thing to let her drive today since we’re all going to the banquet.
After drinking too much, it’s a bit too much to let her pick you up specifically.”
Lyke Zhekova: “But I get to talk and spend time alone with Peggy.
You wouldn’t understand the joy of that.”
Adrian Zhekova: “You wouldn’t understand.”
Zane Hamilton: “You wouldn’t understand.”
Zander Hamilton: “You wouldn’t understand.”
A string of “You won’t understand” popped up.
Looking at the screen filled with “You won’t understand” Clifford Wells: “…”
Samson Zhekova: “@Adrian Zhekova, big brother isn’t your wife also driving?”
Adrian Zhekova: “Of course.”
Clifford Wells: “…”
He wanted to leave the group chat.
Samson Zhekova: “Big Brother, are you hungover too?”
Adrian Zhekova: “I’m not, but sister-in-law said Fourth Uncle must be showing off in the group chat today, so I shouldn’t drive and represent her in the group chat instead.”
Samson Zhekova: “…Did you just sell out your sister-in-law?”
Adrian Zhekova: “…”
He accidentally said too much.
Lyke Zhekova: “…”
Clifford Wells: “Hahahaha!
Lyke!!
Did you see that?
Everyone knows you’re showing off!”
Lyke Zhekova: “So what if I am?
At least I have something to brag about while you don’t.”
Clifford Wells: “…”
Lyke Zhekova: “I have much more to show off, and you have nothing.”
Clifford Wells: “…”
They chatted all the way and the travelling time unknowingly passed by.
The three men from the Zhekova family still wanted to chat and had already reached their destination.
Lyke came first.
He and Peggy went to the room they had reserved in advance.
Shortly after, Adrian and Cindy Clarke also arrived.
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Upon arriving, Cindy immediately pulled Peggy aside to engage in conversation.
The room they reserved was a large suite.
It was a suite with three rooms in total.
The middle room was the dining room with a round table capable of accommodating 20 people.
The small room next to the dining room served as the living room.
Sofas, coffee tables, and a wall-mounted TV made it resemble a small salon, perfect for leisurely chats.
The room on the right functioned as a game room.
No need to find another location after dinner.
You can directly play games in the next room.
Popular table games such as Werewolf and several mini-games were available.
Even games that children like to play were present.
If children are brought along, they can be left in this room to play.
That way, the adults can enjoy their meals uninterrupted.
Cindy dragged Peggy to the small living room on the left.
The two sat on the sofa as the waiter served tea and brought cookies and other snacks.
After the waiter left, Cindy asked in a low voice: “What’s the situation?
Fourth Uncle took you home just yesterday and today there is an engagement already?”
“Would your Godfather and Godmother really agree to you getting engaged this early?” It can be said, Cindy knew Mr.
and Mrs.
Lewis very well.
Don’t be fooled.
Although Peggy’s mother was anxious about Peggy’s single status and arranged blind dates for her,
her mother’s plan had always been to let Peggy have someone to date first.
There was no rush for marriage.
So when Cindy heard from Old Madam that today’s gathering was to discuss engagement, she was greatly shocked.
The Zhekova family never made a big deal out of engagements.
Both families would just sit down for a meal, negotiate the wedding arrangements like ordinary people.
The grand celebration would be reserved for the wedding ceremony.
However, Old Madam had her own concerns.
Even though she never said it, Cindy knew.
When she married Adrian, she didn’t have any family present.
And even if they were present, they wouldn’t have been able to sit down and have a real conversation.
Old Madam didn’t want to treat people differently, so she treated everyone equally.
Peggy shared about what happened last night with Cindy.
“My parents weren’t prepared for this kind of ordeal.” Speaking about it now, Peggy found it both stressful and amusing for her parents.
“They were already overwhelmed by Lyke alone, and adding Old Madam into the equation, they were destined to fall into the trap,” Peggy said, laughing.
Cindy laughed until tears almost formed: “Alright, just prepare for marriage.
You won’t be able to escape.”
Peggy blushed at Cindy’s words.
But apart from Lyke, knowing that Cindy was there made Peggy feel at ease, even if she was to get married tomorrow.
She felt incredibly secure.
Of course, the little fellow tagged along as well.
However, with Cindy and Peggy in conversation, the kid was left to play in the game room.
The manager even brought him a Switch to play with.
With a game in hand, the little fellow was perfectly content playing alone, without any plans to join the adults.
After chatting with Peggy for a while, Mr.
and Mrs.
Lewis arrived.
They, too, decided to arrive early.
Each of the three elders from the Zhekova family was considerably older than them.
Even if Lyke and Peggy were together, they still considered themselves of equal status.
But they wouldn’t really consider it that way, would they?
So, they had to arrive earlier.
Although they thought they were early, Lyke and the others had arrived even earlier.
After everyone exchanged greetings, Peggy asked her father: “Dad, how did you feel when you woke up this morning?
Any discomfort?”
“Never felt better.” her father replied immediately.
Mrs.
Lewis bluntly exposed him: “Don’t listen to his nonsense.”