Ch. 1211..1220
Chapter 1211: Still Not Taking Action_1 Cindy Clarke was eager to go back and design the cake mold.
“Why were you blushing just now?” As soon as Cindy asked this, and before Peggy Lewis could answer, she already had an idea as to why.
“Is it about…
being in the same room as Fourth Uncle tomorrow night?” Cindy whispered.
“Oh no!” Peggy Lewis, realizing that Cindy had guessed right, turned an even deeper shade of red.
“Ahem!” Cindy coughed.
“I haven’t properly visited your bedroom yet.
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Shall we go in and chat?”
Peggy Lewis nodded, quickly pulled Cindy into her room and shut the door behind them.
Once they were both seated on her bedroom couch, Cindy asked, “Have you always been sleeping in separate rooms with Fourth Uncle?
Haven’t you slept together?”
Giving it some thought, based on Lyke Zhekova’s fast-paced approach…
Given his speed in jumping from dating to marriage and the fact that he had brought Peggy Lewis home for such a long period already, they really hadn’t been sleeping in the same room?
Was Lyke Zhekova really that innocent?
“What are you thinking!” Peggy Lewis playfully pinched Cindy, “We have always been sleeping separately, and nothing else has happened.”
“Back when I was staying with him, we were just friends and not dating.
He was a true gentleman and never took advantage of me.” Peggy’s words subtly hinting at her inclination to defend Lyke Zhekova.
Cindy laughed, “Hey, I never said that Fourth Uncle would take advantage of you.
Just that by his usual pattern of doing things, he has brought you home for such a long duration, yet hasn’t made a move.”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
She now realized that the whole rhetoric of fearing Jacob Zahn’s harm to her was just a manipulative play.
Lyke had already sorted out the issue with Jacob Zahn.
She should have thought of it sooner.
How could Lyke possibly ignore a threat like Jacob Zahn?
Even under Lyke’s eyes, there would be no opportunity for Jacob Zahn.
With Lyke’s protection, there was nowhere for Jacob Zahn to act.
But, Lyke would not allow for any potential threats to exist.
“So, he really is a gentleman.” Peggy Lewis expressed with particular pride.
“Yes, yes, yes.” Cindy hurriedly agreed, “So why are you nervous?
Haven’t you seen…
ahem, movies before?”
Not just movies, when Peggy Lewis was studying, she had also learnt a lot from cartoons and the like.
Although she had no personal experience, she didn’t lack theoretical knowledge.
In fact, one might even say she was quite well-versed.
Chatting with Cindy, Peggy Lewis didn’t have to feel as much restrain.
After all, they both knew each other very well.
“Though I’ve seen and know what I should, I haven’t experienced it, so I’m still nervous.
Especially…
as Lyke is involved.” Peggy Lewis said anxiously, “I just…
lack some confidence.”
Especially when she looked at Lyke, there was not a single fault about him.
Putting other things aside and just focusing on his appearance.
Handsome face, excellent physique.
A V-line abs, six-pack, he lacks nothing.
In comparison, she didn’t have much confidence in her own figure.
Though she might not have a little paunch, she doesn’t have V-line abs either.
If she were full, she’d still have a bit of a belly.
Peggy Lewis was already pondering, should she eat less tomorrow night?
In actuality, being on an empty stomach would be ideal.
But with Lyke watching, it would be difficult for her even to eat less, let alone not eat at all.
“When you and Adrian Zhekova…” Even though it was just Peggy Lewis and Cindy in the room, she still lowered her voice cautiously, “You weren’t nervous?”
“Not really, I actually didn’t even have time to worry about these things before I was carried away…” Cindy explained.
What was fortunate, however, was that due to her physique, she did not have stretch marks from pregnancy.
And during her pregnancy, she was very cautious.
Though she had no plans for dating or getting married, women are naturally vain.
So she also applied some lotions and essential oils against stretch marks.
Adding that to her natural physique that’s not prone to getting stretch marks and the help from essential oils.
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After giving birth to Morgan, and once her stomach shrunk back, there were indeed no stretch marks.
Though her belly was flat, inevitably, after giving birth, it had become exceptionally soft.
Unlike the firmness before her pregnancy.
She wasn’t too keen on exercising herself, but being immersed in the kitchen all day was a form of indirect exercise.
Her recovery was unexpectedly quick and her tummy flattened fast.
So there were no concerns about her figure.
But it’s true that she didn’t get a chance to worry about as many things as Peggy Lewis did.
Adrian Zhekova didn’t give her a specific time, it just suddenly happened one moment.
Cindy was also glad for it.
Otherwise, she would have ended up worrying about so many things like Peggy Lewis.
Especially, the more one likes the other person, the more concerned they are about their own image in the other’s eyes.
They don’t want to leave bad impressions.
“You shouldn’t overthink.” Cindy said, “Besides, Fourth Uncle likes you very much, would he really nitpick you?”
“If he does, he’d be one of those scumbag men.” Cindy said, “Anyway, you must trust Fourth Uncle’s character and his affection for you, right?”
“Who in the world is perfect, without a single flaw?” Cindy said, “Honestly, boys and girls are different, even till now, I still find men’s…
ahem, quite unappealing.”
“They themselves aren’t insecure, so what are you worrying about?” said Cindy.
Chapter 1212: Besties are Indeed Close_1 Cindy Clarke rose to her feet, dragging Peggy Lewis up with her as well, “Get up.”
Peggy Lewis, confused, followed Cindy’s momentum and stood up.
“What’s going on?” Peggy Lewis looked at her, puzzled.
Cindy took a step back and assessed Peggy from top to bottom, “Your figure is quite good, perfectly balanced, without any excess anywhere.”
Cindy squeezed Peggy’s waist, “You have no belly fat.”
“Isn’t that enough?
What are you still worried about?” Cindy laughed.
“It’s just a lack of experience, so everything feels worrisome.” Peggy Lewis explained.
Cindy seemed to think of something, and whispered to Peggy, “You’re wearing matching underwear, right?”
Peggy Lewis nodded, “Matching underwear is something I insist on.”
Even though she had been single with no boyfriend, no one but herself could see what her underwear looked like.
But Peggy was adamant about this.
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She wanted to look good.
And she wasn’t doing it for any man.
She was doing it for herself, to make herself feel good.
Peggy was, at heart, a glossy girl.
So, her underwear always matched.
“Then you’re set.” Cindy clapped her hands, “As long as it looks good from a visual perspective, everything else is no problem.”
“Don’t worry.” Cindy advised Peggy, “Don’t let this dominate your thoughts, just distract yourself with something else.
Leave everything to Fourth Uncle, let him guide you.”
Cindy was afraid that if she kept going on about it, Peggy would dwell on the matter more.
“Let’s go, let’s get outside.” Cindy suggested, “You are the host, you can’t be hiding from us.”
“Okay.” Peggy tried to clear her mind.
No matter how worried she was, she wouldn’t be able to calm herself before the event.
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In fact, the more she worried, the more it would bother her.
When Peggy followed Cindy out, she was surprised to find that fruit plates were already arranged on the coffee table for everyone.
“Did Fourth Uncle do this?” Cindy asked.
Peggy had been with her the whole time, the only other possible host was Lyke Zhekova.
Samson Zhekova was munching on a small piece of pear with a fork, exclaiming, “I didn’t expect Fourth Uncle to be this domestic.
Sister-in-law, you don’t know, just now when you and Fourth Aunt were chit chatting inside.”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
Cindy Clarke: “…”
She was unsure of how to respond.
Not sure if he was acknowledging that Fourth Aunt was taken, or they were chit chatting.
As Cindy had been attending classes under Pingla Academy, she became more and more familiar with Samson Zhekova.
The more familiar she became, the more she realized that Samson truly…
shared a lot in common with Morgan.
No wonder the two get along so well.
The child revealed her true personality to Samson in the car today.
The child’s intuition was very accurate.
Even though Morgan hasn’t met Samson very many times, she had already accurately discerned Samson’s character.
Samson didn’t know what was being said behind their backs, and continued, “Fourth Uncle already prepared the fruit plates in the kitchen for us, and brought over these snacks.
He even poured tea for us.”
“Fourth Uncle really caught me off guard.
I’ve visited here before, but I had never seen him be this considerate.” Samson craned his neck, asking Peggy curiously, “Fourth Aunt, is Fourth Uncle usually like this at home?”
Could it be because they came over, he was showing off?
Samson harbored dark thoughts.
As Samson kept calling her “Fourth Aunt”, Peggy couldn’t help but accept the title.
“That’s just how he is at home.” Peggy revealed.
As soon as the words were out, Lyke Zhekova puffed his chest out proudly.
“He even cooked porridge this morning.” Peggy didn’t hesitate to praise Lyke.
At these words, Lyke’s morale was boosted further.
“Fourth Uncle, you actually made use of the recipe, you really went and made it?” Samson was surprised.
“Well, of course,” Lyke responded, “Why else would I ask for the recipe, if not to use it?”
“And, as a man, how could I let Peggy do all the chores?
Peggy didn’t marry me to be a maid, so of course I’ll look after her and not let her lift a finger.”
As Lyke explained, he glanced at Adrian Zhekova from the corner of his eye.
Adrian Zhekova: “…”
Cindy Clarke: “…”
“Adrian hasn’t let me do any chores either.” Cindy was quick to defend Adrian and clarify, “The cleaning is done by a housekeeper, and we send our laundry out.
I prepare breakfast, but that’s my hobby.
Adrian wants to help, but I don’t let him.”
“We eat out for lunch, and Adrian thinks that I’m too tired at night, so he insists the housekeeper cooks.” Cindy explained, “Only because I really wanted to do it, did he reluctantly agree to let me cook on the weekends.”
She was a chef to begin with, and her situation was different from Lyke and Peggy’s.
Lyke could show off all he wanted!
But he shouldn’t put down Adrian and give people the wrong impression.
Adrian was a good person.
Samson said nothing, took a handful of grapes, ate them while glancing at Lyke and then at Cindy.
He silently cheered in his heart: Go at each other!
Go at each other!
“That’s not the same,” Lyke wasn’t ready to accept defeat, “What’s the merit in having the housekeeper do it?
There’s sincerity in doing it oneself.”
As if other households didn’t have housekeepers!
“I like the satisfaction Peggy gets from eating the meals I cook.” Lyke stated, “I need to improve my cooking skills!”
Cindy Clarke: “…”
“Ha!” Cindy coldly chuckled, “I also like the satisfaction Adrian and Morgan get from eating my meals.
Especially when I come up with a new dish, and they especially like it.
It makes me really happy.”
Samson chanted, Go at each other!
Go at each other!
Seeing Lyke and Cindy squaring off, Peggy rushed to speak: “If I had Cindy’s cooking skills, I would’ve liked to cook for myself.
Not even professional chefs can match Cindy, let alone ordinary people, right?
It’s a clear choice to have something delicious.”
Peggy was undoubtedly siding with Cindy.
When her husband and best friend were in conflict, of course, she would choose her best friend!
Besides, Lyke couldn’t be angry with her.
Peggy was quite confident around Lyke now.
As expected, Lyke was frustrated but didn’t dare to get mad at Peggy.
Cindy was ecstatic; a best friend was truly dependable.
At the crucial moment, she was on Cindy’s side.
Cindy had won, but that wasn’t enough.
Moreover, she gave Lyke a triumphant smile.
That look, just like when Adrian or Morgan provoked others.
Chapter 1213: When Someone Might Fall into the Pit_1 Lyke Zhekova: “…”
Samson Zhekova: “…”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
At this moment, the three of them had the same silent understanding.
They initially thought the little one’s arrogance, the kind that could itch people’s nerves, was inherited from Adrian Zhekova.
But now it seems Cindy Clarke can’t dodge the bullet either, and you can’t blame it all on Adrian Zhekova.
Even though Peggy Lewis is Cindy Clarke’s best friend, she had to admit it.
Unbelievably, all these years, she failed to notice this side of Cindy.
Peggy didn’t think Cindy was influenced by Adrian’s personality.
Cindy’s character is incredibly strong, impossible to be swayed by others.
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The only possibility is that Cindy has been restraining herself all these years.
After all, she was on her own, so she wasn’t able to act so freely.
But now, with Adrian pampering her, Cindy didn’t fear anything or anyone.
Regardless of the outcome, Adrian was there to support her.
Cindy was free to express her true self.
All her previous inhibitions and unexpressed feelings have been released.
Once it’s all out there, it makes perfect sense why Cindy and Adrian hit it off so well.
It’s shocking that their infuriating personalities can coincide so well.
Looking at Cindy next to him, Adrian Zhekova’s face reflected pride.
His views and beliefs were a perfect match with Cindy!
Adrian continued, “Fourth Uncle, you’ve been learning quite a few recipes lately?”
Lyke didn’t respond immediately.
He had a hunch there was something off about Adrian’s question!
Cindy might infuriate people, but, at least, she doesn’t set traps for them.
But Adrian manages to annoy others while also laying traps for them.
Lyke, however, couldn’t figure out what kind of trap Adrian had in mind.
And he couldn’t simply avoid answering.
He had bragged and boasted too much already.
With his guard up, Lyke responded, “It’s okay, I’ve learned a few recipes.”
“How about you become the head chef for tonight?” Adrian quickly suggested.
Enthusiastically adding to the fun, Samson backed Adrian’s proposal, “Yes, yes, yes, it’s a good idea!
Fourth Uncle, you cook a few dishes for us to taste and check your progress.
I’ve sent you so many recipes, let’s see which ones you’ve mastered?”
“Sounds good,” Cindy chimed in, “Peggy previously learned several recipes and cooked them for her godparents.
Fourth Uncle, you should do the same.”
Lyke Zhekova: “…”
You’re not my parents!
Cindy’s mouth is so toxic she doesn’t stop!
Samson thought the conversation was a bit awkward.
He noticed how Lyke was reacting — he was extremely flustered.
Samson then looked at Adrian, wondering whether he should take Cindy out of the situation?
Samson feared if Cindy stayed here, Lyke might lose his temper and turn violent.
Adrian, completely oblivious, chimed in with: “There are just the five of us; six to eight dishes should be more than enough.”
“Luckily, we have two chefs on site.
Fourth Uncle, if you don’t understand something, you can ask them directly.
Cindy and Samson will show you on the spot.
They will make sure you understand everything clearly,” Adrian continued.
Peggy thought to herself, whether Lyke understood everything clearly was a different matter.
But he certainly understood Adrian’s intentions very clearly now.
Peggy gave Lyke a complicated look.
Lyke was usually the one setting traps.
Who would have thought when the Zhekova family are together, they would be setting traps for each other?
Who knows who’s going to fall into those traps?
Even Lyke needed to be careful, as he might be the one falling into a trap.
Lyke must be regretting his previous boastful claims now, it’s like lifting a rock only to drop it on one’s own feet.
Surviving in a Zhekova family get-together is quite difficult.
Idiots would not survive!
It’s like asking to be made fun of!
If you were an idiot, you would be mocked forever and never get a break!
No wonder the little one appears to be a cunning little fellow at such a tender age.
Peggy pondered this mystery before Cindy and Adrian had even met each other.
She wondered about the father of this canny little devil who, although adorable, was sharp beyond his age.
Cinder Can it be inborn?
This bullish facade was displayed at the tender age of three.
How much would a three-year-old learn from his surroundings?
As the little one hugged his face, he asked with crisp anticipation, “Will I have the honour of tasting the dishes made by you, Fourth Grandfather?”
Looking into the little one’s twinkling eyes, it was hard for anyone to refuse him.
Peggy knew it all too well.
She lost to that innocent gaze quite a few times.
This tactic never ceased to work.
Lyke had boasted too much; no, it’s not that he boasted.
He did cook some dishes with his own hands.
Though, they were quite simple ones.
Right now, he had no choice but to take up the challenge, “Alright, I’ll give it a try.”
“However, let’s make it clear first.
I’m still a beginner, nowhere near as good as when Peggy cooked at my father-in-law and mother-in-law’s house,” Lyke said sincerely, “I can only make a few simple dishes, like a porridge or something.”
“No problem, Cindy and Samson will guide you verbally from the side.
Follow what they say, you’ll manage,” Adrian continued his arrangements.
Lyke Zhekova: “…”
He felt that Adrian was merely seeking revenge.
Revenge for his earlier insinuation that Adrian doesn’t cook for Cindy.
“Fine,” Lyke fought back, “If I could manage, you should try it later on at home, cook for Cindy.”
“Cindy is a chef, and no ordinary person can cook better than her.
But when it comes to home cooking, it’s more about the sentiment and happiness it brings,” he pitched in, “The happiness a wife feels when her husband learns to cook for her goes beyond the taste of the food.”
Lyke turned to Peggy for support: “Right?”
Peggy had been supporting Cindy just now; she couldn’t ignore Lyke.
Peggy had a balanced perspective, “That’s right!”
“Although Lyke is still in his early stages and doesn’t know much, but everything he can make is delicious to me,” Peggy said, “The taste, of course, can’t compete with Cindy.
But the sense of happiness when eating the food he made makes me feel like it’s the most delicious thing in the world.”
Lyke puffed his chest in pride.
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Yes, that’s the feeling.
He suddenly pined for more compliments.
“We both don’t know many recipes, and our cooking skills are limited.
We’re both in this together and learning!” Peggy continued, “Speaking of the dishes I prepared, compared with the top-rated dishes at the restaurants under Pingla Corp., there’s a massive gulf.
But Lyke surprisingly prefers my cooking over those restaurants.”
“Yes!” Lyke nodded, wrapping his arm around Peggy’s shoulder.
Lyke was intentionally showing off their affection, but Peggy wasn’t.
But her unintentional actions were the most damaging.
The three adults and one child from the Zhekova family watched, their teeth grinding in envy.
Chapter 1214: Do you know how to cook instant noodles?_1 The most pitiful thing was that among the people present, no one was older than Lyke Zhekova.
It would be inappropriate for anyone to scold him.
Samson Zhekova glanced at Adrian Zhekova.
If there was no one older than Lyke, then they had to look among the younger ones for a leader.
Among them, Adrian Zhekova was the oldest.
Samson Zhekova had high hopes for Adrian Zhekova.
Adrian Zhekova: “…”
In the end, Adrian Zhekova couldn’t bear Samson’s hopeful gaze any longer.
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Moreover, he couldn’t stand looking at Lyke’s smug face.
Without Cindy Clarke, would Lyke have known Peggy Lewis?
Who did he think he was!
“Is there enough food at home?” Adrian Zhekova doubted it was enough.
These two might talk a good game, but the true opportunities they had to cook for themselves were scarce, perhaps twice a week if they were lucky.
These were not like people in his family who always kept an abundant supply of ingredients.
Indeed, as Adrian Zhekova had predicted.
Peggy Lewis immediately placed another order via the supermarket app, whispering to Lyke, “What are you planning to make?”
They needed to buy ingredients compatible with what Lyke could cook.
“Let me check.” Lyke again scrolled through the recipes he saved on his mobile phone.
There were two that he had already learned to make and Peggy had already tasted.
“These two,” said Lyke.
Peggy checked and added to the cart the ingredients they did not have at home.
“This one looks fairly straightforward, I should be able to handle it,” Lyke commented as he looked at a recipe he hadn’t attempted before.
The recipes that Samson had prepared for him were all designed with Lyke’s skill level in mind, all even more straightforward than the beginner level.
Lyke had previously read through them and mapped out a plan for himself, so he was on top of the recipes.
He selected a few more that he figured he could pull off.
Peggy added to the cart each of the ingredients mentioned in those recipes and then proceeded to buy them.
In the time that they were waiting for the ingredients to be delivered, Lyke said to Samson, “Since you are here, you could draft a few more recipes for me.
I have been pushing you for so long, and you’ve been procrastinating.
Now you’re here, you can write it for me.”
“Here?” Samson Zhekova was astonished.
He was here as a guest, not as a laborer!
“If you think it’s inconvenient here, you can use the study,” Lyke said.
Samson Zhekova: “…”
Is that what he meant?
That was absolutely not what he meant!
“Come here,” Lyke beckoned to Samson.
Samson was at Lyke’s house, so he had no choice but to follow his command.
He had to follow Lyke to the study.
Lyke flipped open the lid of his notebook.
The notebook was always on standby as Lyke seldom shut it down.
It was convenient since he could use it right after opening the lid.
“You should prepare 10 recipes here,” Lyke gave Samson the task, “With your skills, 10 recipes should be a piece of cake.”
Samson Zhekova: “…”
“Am I here to do homework for you?” Samson retorted with a scowl.
Lyke ignored his retort: “With your speed, if you work efficiently, you should be able to complete it in fifteen minutes.”
After that, Lyke left.
Samson Zhekova: “…”
By the time Lyke had returned, Cindy noticed that Samson seemed to have disappeared.
“Where’s Samson?” Cindy asked.
“He’s doing his homework,” Lyke responded on a whim.
Everyone: “…”
What the hell?
What homework is he doing?
Lyke: “…”
All thanks to Samson.
After he said he was doing homework, he even agreed with it.
“He’s writing recipes.
He won’t be out until he finishes,” Lyke said.
Even though Peggy was biased in favor of Lyke, she had to admit, Samson was quite pitiful.
Seeing that Adrian was not surprised at all, Cindy commented: “When you guys were little, were you supervised by your Fourth Uncle when doing your homework?”
“What are you talking about?” Adrian said, “We were self-disciplined and self-motivated good kids.
He didn’t need to watch over us.”
Besides, at that time, Lyke was just a teenager.
He was not authoritative at all.
Samson was pushed to the limit and he was determined to excel.
Not even taking fifteen minutes, he came out in ten.
“I’ve saved them all on your computer,” Samson informed Lyke.
However, Lyke wasn’t satisfied, “Later, let your students at school shoot a tutorial video for me.
Make it simple and easy to understand.
After all, for them, such simple cuisine is a cinch.”
Samson Zhekova: “…”
The students are busy too, okay?
“Fourth Uncle, it’s one thing for you to order me around, since you are my uncle,” Samson said, “But the students at Pingla Academy are not having it easy, the competition is too fierce, they can’t relax for a moment.
A slight relaxation, and they’re overtaken, the gap with others gets bigger.
They can’t even deal with their own advanced-level dishes, where would they find the time for yours?”
Isn’t that disturbing those hardworking kids?
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“If you really want to learn, come and audit courses in person at Pingla Academy,” Samson suggested.
“Forget about it.
With Fourth Uncle’s level, it’s like a nursery child sitting in on university courses; he wouldn’t understand anything,” Adrian showed undisguised contempt for Lyke.
Lyke sneered sarcastically, “I wouldn’t understand, same as you.
You aren’t even as good as me.
Can you even cook instant noodles?”
Adrian Zhekova: “…”
“Let’s all be a little less hurtful to each other.
We’re all family here,” Cindy urged.
Isn’t it satisfying enough that you guys are hurting others all the time?
“Actually, I don’t have the time to audit classes,” Lyke finally admitted, “Alright then, just prepare some more recipes for me when you’re free.”
In fact, it would be more suitable to ask Cindy for help.
Samson didn’t have any experience in teaching beginners.
Ever since he started his career, he has been acknowledged as a genius chef, then he directly entered the academy management and eventually became headmaster.
Although he occasionally taught a few classes, but his students were all from Pingla Academy.
It had absolutely nothing to do with basic teaching.
On the other hand, Cindy, as a food blogger, is facing the public.
She even has fans with no culinary foundation at all.
Therefore, it is actually most suitable to learn from Cindy.
But Lyke was too embarrassed to inconvenience Cindy.
If he was to slave someone, it was definitely less pressure to target his own nephew.
After a while, the ingredients were delivered.
Considering Lyke’s cooking skill level, he was slow, so he started preparing early.
Peggy wanted to help, but Samson stopped her: “Fourth Aunt, Fourth Uncle’s gone to work.
You’re the only host left, you can’t neglect your guests.”
“Samson has a point.” Lyke weighed in, “You stay here and keep them company, just let Samson join me.”
Samson Zhekova: “…”
Am I not a guest?
“Look at how scared you are, I’m not asking you to do the work, just watch from the side,” Lyke kindly assured him.
Chapter 1215: Anyway, the One in Trouble is Not Him_1 “Whenever I encounter something I don’t understand, you can guide me,” said Lyke Zhekova.
Unwillingly, Samson Zhekova followed him again.
Among those present, he seemed to be the only suitable one.
Even though Cindy Clarke was his niece, it wasn’t appropriate for her to be alone in the kitchen with Lyke.
Adrian Zhekova was completely clueless about cooking.
At this time, Samson Zhekova was especially envious of Adrian’s lack of cooking skills.
Given Adrian’s cunning and crafty nature, Samson started to suspect whether Adrian was doing it on purpose or not.
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With Samson Zhekova’s one-on-one guidance, Lyke’s dinner preparation was quite good.
Even though they were all simple home-cooked dishes, they still looked legitimate.
It may not be equivalent to a professional chef, but it could easily rival any ordinary home-cooked meal.
This caused Lyke’s confidence to inflate at an unprecedented rate.
Anyway, he didn’t have to practice things like knife skills.
Even though he was a bit slower, as long as the food tasted good, it was fine.
Lyke said to Peggy Lewis: “Usually, I am busy with work and considering my speed, it would probably be a midnight snack by the time I finish cooking after returning home from work.”
To Cindy, Adrian Zhekova said: “It’s rare to see Fourth Uncle being aware of his shortcomings.”
Because it was said in a low voice, Lyke sensed that Adrian was talking about something related to him.
But since he couldn’t hear it clearly, he had to let it go.
“But during weekends and holidays, if we’re at home with nothing to do, I’ll be in charge of cooking,” Lyke said.
Peggy, who knew that Lyke was not just talking, agreed and said: “Okay.”
Adrian tasted the boiled meat slices prepared by Lyke.
Actually, there wasn’t much technique involved in making this dish.
It was just beef slices cooked in hot pot base material, topped with some vegetables.
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In the end, it was topped with oil-fried Sichuan pepper and chili.
The main thing was the rich and spicy flavor of the hot pot base material.
Even a novice could cook it perfectly.
However, under Samson’s guidance, Lyke was able to cook the beef to be soft and tender which was indeed commendable.
The green peas and tomato soup was also thick and sweet.
Since they already had boiled beef, they didn’t add beef to the soup to avoid repetition.
The little one was particularly fond of this soup and ate quite a bit.
Everyone had a satisfying and hearty dinner cooked by Lyke that night, and they happily left after eating.
Before going to bed, Lyke reminded Peggy: “You should sleep early.
We’ll get the Household Register first thing tomorrow morning.”
Not only Peggy’s Household Register was with her parents, but Lyke’s was also with Third Old Master Zhekova.
They would have to visit two places tomorrow, which would certainly take a lot of time.
Early the next morning, Lyke informed Wallace Martin that he wouldn’t go to the Company in the morning.
Lyke Zhekova, despite not being a workaholic like Zander Hamilton, usually didn’t take leaves unless it was a particularly crucial matter.
Therefore, Wallace Martin couldn’t help but ask.
Later, Wallace Martin regretted it and kept wondering why on earth he had to ask.
“I’m going to get the marriage license with Peggy,” Lyke said.
“Soon, all of you will have a CEO’s Wife.”
Wallace Martin quickly congratulated them.
Lyke was smiling, “Since it’s such a big event, shouldn’t you inform the entire company?
Let them know that they will have a CEO’s Wife.”
“Absolutely,” Wallace Martin said hurriedly, “CEO, should we also tell the people at Majestic?”
“Hmm?” Lyke hadn’t thought about this.
He heard Wallace Martin say, “The CEO’s Wife tends to keep a low profile, so she most likely won’t mention it at Majestic.
In this case, for quite some time, they probably won’t know about the CEO’s Wife getting married.”
“And if some people, thinking that the CEO’s Wife is still unmarried and hoping for your break-up, tried to hinder her by saying unpleasant things…” Wallace Martin started spouting his conspiracy theories.
The poor folks at Majestic had done absolutely nothing, yet Wallace Martin framed them in front of Lyke.
It was quite unjust.
But Lyke felt that what Wallace Martin was worried about made sense.
Indeed, he was his First Assistant at Majestic.
Well done.
“Yes, indeed,” Lyke, who hadn’t thought about it himself but Wallace Martin did, felt very satisfied with this.
“You personally inform the CEO of Majestic as well, they should know what to do,” said Lyke.
“Alright,” Wallace Martin agreed.
“Also, remind them that Peggy prefers to keep things low-key, so they shouldn’t overdo it,” Lyke added.
“Alright,” To Lyke’s various requests, Wallace ensured that the folks at Majestic would not only know about the marriage of Lyke and Peggy but also that they would not publicize it too much, nor keep it too low-key.
Wallace agreed to everything.
After all, the one being troubled was not him but the CEO of Majestic.
Wallace Martin wasn’t under any pressure at all.
With nothing more to instruct, before hanging up, Wallace said, “CEO, how about I send the announcement after you and the CEO’s wife get your marriage license?
That way, it would be more ceremonious.
Of course, I will prepare the text in advance.”
“That’s fine,” Lyke agreed.
After hanging up the phone, Wallace went to take care of it.
Because they had to take pictures, Peggy put on light makeup.
When she finished and came out, Lyke had already hung up the phone.
“Did you have some work?” Peggy asked.
“No, just telling Wallace that I won’t be going to the company in the morning because of leave,” Lyke explained.
Peggy didn’t think much of it.
Even though she knew that Lyke would show off in The Big Eight families, she didn’t know at all that Lyke would also show off in the company.
After all, she had no first-hand experience of this.
Nor could she imagine that Lyke wouldn’t even let Majestic off the hook.
Hence, Peggy, in all her innocence, first went to Mr.
and Mrs.
Lewis’s house with Lyke.
That’s what Lyke thought.
Although Mr.
and Mrs.
Lewis had already agreed to their marriage.
But for getting the marriage license today, getting the agreement of Mr.
and Mrs.
Lewis first would make Lyke feel at ease.
Once they got the Household Register from them, it would be a done deal.
Third Old Master Zhekova couldn’t possibly refuse.
Mr.
and Mrs.
Lewis were taken aback.
They had only discussed the wedding yesterday, and today the couple was already going to get their marriage license.
Both of them were cleaning the house.
Since they were retired, they didn’t have much to do and didn’t have to go to the market to buy groceries and cook every day.
Mrs.
Lewis usually goes to the market with Mr.
Lewis and buys groceries for three or four days at a time.
Therefore, they didn’t have much to do usually, and since they had good sleep quality, they didn’t have the common old people’s problem of waking up very early.
They usually sleep until seven or eight in the morning.
When Lyke and Peggy arrived, it was just after eight.
Mrs.
Lewis was cooking noodles, and Mr.
Lewis was wiping the table.
Hearing the sound of the opening door, Mr.
Lewis was quite surprised.
Chapter 1216: Mom, Calm Down_1 “So early?
Who could it be?” Upon hearing the sound from outside the door, Mr.
Lewis mumbled to himself while making his way.
Then, upon hearing the beeping sound from the fingerprint lock opening, he knew it must be Peggy Lewis.
Because only the three of them in the family could directly open the household lock with their fingerprints.
“Peggy?” Mr.
Lewis was just passing the kitchen on his way to the door.
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Turning his head to catch a glimpse of Mrs.
Lewis, he said to her, “Why is Peggy here so early in the morning?”
Mrs.
Lewis, busy cooking in the kitchen, was drowned out by the roaring noise of the exhaust fan, and therefore did not hear the door opening.
Hearing Mr.
Lewis’s words, she came out to have a look.
“Is Peggy here?”
“You don’t suppose they have had a fight, do you?” Mrs. Lewis asked with concern.
Otherwise, why would she come over so early?
Weren’t they all getting along just fine during lunch together yesterday?
Could it possible that the kids had a disagreement last night?
That is something both Mr.
and Mrs.
Lewis are worried about.
If a fight ensued, they would be unable to back their daughter up.
The Zhekova Family is large and powerful.
If things came down to a showdown, it wouldn’t be anything the Lewis Family could handle.
However, for now, it should be a minor issue and not something that would escalate into a major conflict.
Still, they couldn’t help but worry in advance.
Both Mr.
and Mrs.
Lewis nervously looked at the doorway.
And then saw the door swing open.
“Dad, Mom,” Peggy Lewis called out as she entered.
From her demeanour, it certainly didn’t look like she had a fight.
In fact…
could it be some kind of good news?
Then they noticed Lyke Zhekova trailing behind Peggy.
Seeing the two of them together, it was apparent they hadn’t had a fight.
Mr.
and Mrs.
Lewis promptly felt their worries dissipate.
“I’m boiling noodles right now.
Come in first,” Mrs.
Lewis said, “Have you two had breakfast?”
“Not yet,” Peggy Lewis answered with a smile.
Mr.
Lewis immediately scolded, “Haven’t had breakfast?
Why didn’t you tell us in advance, so we could prepare more.
What if you arrived after we’ve finished eating?”
“We thought that if we happened to catch you guys having breakfast, we’d join you.
If you had already eaten, we would just grab breakfast at a café.” Peggy replied.
With things so convenient these days, there was no worry about missing breakfast.
“We haven’t eaten yet either.
Since you are both here, I’ll make more noodles.
It’s no trouble,” Mrs.
Lewis reassured.
“Come on in and sit down,” Mr.
Lewis suggested while getting a pair of slippers for each of them.
After Peggy Lewis and Lyke Zhekova changed their footwear, Peggy casually threw her bag on the couch and then headed to the kitchen.
“Mom, let me help you,” Peggy said.
“Help with what?
It’s all just simple stuff,” replied Mrs.
Lewis.
“You just have to boil the noodles.
The soup ingredients are all ready-to-use.
I have beef braised in soy sauce.
I’ve even saved some beef broth.
Just put a little less water and then add some beef broth.”
To make braised beef more flavourful, the base is generally quite salty and strong in fragrance.
Thus, it is not suitable to be used directly as the soup base but better to be diluted with water.
“Just slice some more beef and there you have it – beef noodles” Mrs.
Lewis said with a laugh.
So simple yet so tasty.
Once her mother said that, Peggy began to crave the homemade beef noodles.
“By the way, why did you two suddenly decide to come over so early in the morning?” Mrs.
Lewis asked.
Normally, at this time, they should be on their way to work, right?
How could they have time to come over here?
Peggy bashfully replied, “Lyke and I…
we decided to get our marriage certificate today, so we came back to get the Household Register.”
Mrs.
Lewis was busy taking out the boiled noodles.
But after hearing those words, her hand went loose.
The noodles didn’t make it out of the pot, and the chopsticks even fell in.
“Getting…
getting the certificate?” Mrs.
Lewis quickly dropped everything else she was attending to.
If she didn’t take out the noodles now, they would be overcooked.
But the words Peggy just said, Mrs.
Lewis needed clarification on them first.
“Mom, calm down.” Peggy took out another pair of chopsticks, taking over the large bowl of noodles from Mrs.
Lewis’s hands.
It was clear that Mrs.
Lewis couldn’t do it right now.
Peggy simply took over while fishing out the chopsticks from the pot.
Then she scooped out the noodles, rinsed them with cold water to prevent them from sticking together, to make them less doughy and more al dente.
She then evenly portioned the noodles into four bowls.
After adding the diluted beef broth, she arranged the pre-cut slices of beef on top of the noodles.
Mrs.
Lewis guided some boiled rapeseed, which Peggy also added to the bowls.
Actually, the method of making beef noodles is quite simple, just boiling noodles and then rapeseed.
Everything else is ready-to-use.
But when you put it all together, it looks incredibly appetising and wouldn’t be out of place in any restaurant.
Seeing that Mrs.
Lewis was still in shock, Peggy gave her some time to digest the news.
As a result, she took the opportunity to bring the beef noodles out first.
Upon seeing the noodles brought by Peggy, Lyke Zhekova immediately rose to his feet.
He walked up to Peggy and attempted to take over the bowls from her hands.
Peggy quickly said, “There are more inside.
You can get those from the kitchen.”
Off Lyke went to the kitchen.
Seeing Mrs.
Lewis standing in the kitchen in a daze.
“Mom?” Lyke asked perplexedly.
Mrs.
Lewis came to her senses because of Lyke’s calling.
Without uttering other words, Mrs.
Lewis carried a bowl of beef noodles out of the kitchen first.
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Peggy and Mrs.
Lewis each came out carrying a bowl.
The bowl was large and the soup was hot.
Each bowl was quite substantial.
Lyke came out from the kitchen carrying two hot bowls at once.
It seemed as though the heat didn’t bother him at all.
Peggy just put down the bowl in her hands when she saw Lyke.
She rushed over and took one of the bowls from his hands.
Once all four were seated, Mrs.
Lewis asked, “Peggy, you just said that you two are going to get your marriage certificate today?”
“Clang!”
Mr.
Lewis, who was just picking up his chopsticks to eat, was startled and dropped his chopsticks onto the table.
Peggy then explained, “We thought, since we’re getting married in October anyway, and we agreed to get the certificate before the wedding, there’s no need to continue to delay it.
While returning home yesterday, we happened to talk about it and decided to get the certificate today.
We’ll just have to wait for the wedding ceremony.”
Mr.
Lewis was taken by surprise.
Mrs.
Lewis had previous concerns about Peggy not dating or wanting to get married.
Who knew that Peggy would pull off something more unconventional – going straight for marriage once she started dating.
Mrs.
Lewis doesn’t need to worry anymore!
Mrs.
Lewis had also gained her bearings by now.
Indeed, Peggy had been living with Lyke all along.
An early registration would actually provide more security for Peggy.
Also, Peggy’s statement had given her a reminder.
Since the decision had been made to hold the wedding ceremony in October,
Whether they got the marriage certificate early or later might not make a huge difference in reality.
“The reason for coming back today is firstly to tell you both, and secondly, to get the Household Register,” Peggy explained.
On hearing this, Mrs.
Lewis immediately put down her chopsticks.
Chapter 1217: Just Like Roommates_1 Peggy Lewis and Lyke Zhekova grew nervous.
Mrs.
Lewis wouldn’t disagree and put down her chopsticks in anger, would she?
“I’ll fetch it for you right away.” To their surprise, Mrs.
Lewis rose from her seat and headed towards the bedroom.
“Mom, there’s no need to rush, you can bring it after we finish eating.” Peggy hurried.
“Since we’re on the topic, I might as well fetch it now.” Mrs.
...
Lewis replied.
Mr.
Lewis chuckled, “Your mother is just impatient, you should know this.
As soon as something needs to be done, she has to do it right away to be at ease.”
After a while, Mrs.
Lewis returned with the Household Register and placed it near Peggy’s bag on the sofa.
“I’ve put it next to your bag.
Don’t forget to pack it up after we finish eating.” She said.
“Ok.”
Lyke thought he would need to talk things through with Mr.
and Mrs.
Lewis, possibly even outsmart them to eventually gain their consent.
Unexpectedly, things went so smoothly that Lyke couldn’t hide his surprise.
It didn’t escape Mrs.
Lewis’ notice.
Smiling, she said, “After all, Peggy said you two would get married in October.
There’s just over a month left, it’s pointless to put off the marriage license.”
“To delay any further would only be a month-long wait, it doesn’t really make a difference,” Mrs.
Lewis explained.
A rare pang of conscience struck Lyke.
He felt he was pushing the couple too hard.
He simply married their daughter.
Without any significant hurdle or test.
Moreover, he did not give them enough time to get to know him.
“Mom, Dad,” Lyke sincerely said, “Rest assured, I will be good to Peggy.
You can leave her to me without worry.”
“I’m not one for swearing oaths or promising.
I’ll just say it as it is,” he continued.
“If ever I do something to hurt Peggy, no matter the reason or circumstance, I will leave everything behind.”
Even if Lyke were to leave everything behind, as long as Zhekova Family’s wealth was there, he wouldn’t be poor.
A camel on the brink of death is still bigger than a horse.
Not to mention Zhekova Family was far from being on the brink of death.
With the foundation of Zhekova Family, he could quickly rise again.
But judging by his attitude alone, Mr.
and Mrs.
Lewis approved.
Mr.
Lewis laughed, “There’s no need for that.
Honestly, we trust Peggy’s judgment.
If she thinks you’re good, she can’t be wrong.”
“Furthermore, you two haven’t even begun your marriage.
After getting the certificate today, only then will you officially be married.
No need for such downcast thoughts,” Mr.
Lewis added, “Look on the bright side, don’t jump to the worst case scenario.”
Seeing that Mr.
and Mrs.
Lewis were genuinely prepared and had thoroughly thought things through, Lyke felt reassured.
“Try the noodles your mother made.” Mr.
Lewis laughed.
“The beef is marinated by your mother herself, and the soup is her special recipe.
I’ve been enjoying it for decades, and I’d say it tastes better than any restaurant’s.
No one can top it.
The beef noodle soup made with this soup base is simply unparalleled.”
“Ok.” Lyke indeed hadn’t had the chance to eat.
The aroma of the marinated beef mixing with the noodles wafting from the bowl, it was indeed a tantalizing scent.
Normally, he didn’t quite feel hungry in the morning, and he could do without breakfast just for the sake of his health.
But smelling the aroma of the beef noodles, he surprisingly felt hungry.
His stomach was growling.
Lyke began by drinking a bowl of soup.
The soup carried a savory taste of marinated beef.
The soup base used for the beef absorbed the flavors of the seasoning, while the soup itself absorbed the rich aroma of the beef.
Together, the soup had a concentrated and full-bodied taste.
Mrs.
Lewis had added a bit of chili oil into the noodles.
“I added a dash of chili oil to the soup—not much.
Can you handle it?” Mrs.
Lewis asked.
“Just right,” Lyke replied.
“Don’t be polite with me, tell me the truth.” Mrs.
Lewis wasn’t convinced.
“No, it’s genuinely just right,” Lyke said.
“Peggy told me your stomach isn’t in the best condition.
Eating spicy food in the morning can irritate the stomach, but this bowl of beef noodles wouldn’t taste as good without a bit of spice.
So, I added just a little.” Mrs.
Lewis explained.
“Actually, it’s not that I can’t eat any spicy food at all.
We often have porridge over the weekends, and the cucumber strips that Peggy pickles are spicy, but I have no issues eating them.” Lyke said, “I do love spicy food; Peggy and I often go for Chongqing hot pot.
As long as I maintain a healthy stomach in general, I don’t really need to avoid any food.”
Listening to him, Peggy felt something was off and swiftly kicked Lyke’s toes under the table in secret.
But it was a step too late.
Mr.
Lewis found it odd, “Huh?
You two have breakfast together over the weekend?”
Mr.
Lewis hesitated, “Do you two live together?”
Though Mrs.
Lewis had guessed as much before, she didn’t tell Mr.
Lewis.
She was afraid if she did, Mr.
Lewis would worry even more and ask Peggy about it.
If asked too much, Peggy wouldn’t be pleased.
It was good timing today that Peggy and Lyke were getting their marriage license; the previous cohabitation didn’t matter anymore.
To her surprise, out of nowhere, Lyke slipped up.
Peggy: “…”
“We…” Peggy decided to admit the truth, “I was in and out of competition with a male colleague at work for a managerial position.
Although I got the job in the end, he was bitter about losing and thought it was because of my sabotage.
He even found my house at night.”
“I was terrified then but thankfully, Lyke chased him away.
Because he was worried about my safety being alone, in case that male colleague came back to harm me,” she said.
“You have no idea; the guy was acting like a lunatic, absolutely irrational.
It felt like he could do anything.”
“So, Lyke temporarily had me stay at his house,” Peggy continued.
“Lyke is a complete gentleman and arranged a guest room for me.
We didn’t do anything inappropriate, honestly.
Been nothing more than roommates, even after we started dating nothing happened, honestly.”
Discussing such matters with her parents, Peggy felt extremely awkward.
“Just like roommates in a shared accommodation,” she clarified.
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Mr.
and Mrs.
Lewis were startled.
They were too caught up worrying about Peggy’s safety to consider why Lyke was conveniently there to rescue Peggy when the male colleague was causing trouble.
Why was Lyke there?
Currently, all they could think about was Peggy’s safety.
“How could you hide such an important matter from us?” Mr.
Lewis was concerned.
“Look, it’s because I knew you would worry too much, like you are now, that’s why I didn’t tell you,” Peggy explained.
Chapter 1218: As Long As There’s a Place to Live_1 “Anyway, it’s all in the past now.” Peggy Lewis said, “The guy has already been fired by the Company, and now that I’m with Lyke, he can’t harm me anymore.
He can’t even find me now.”
“I didn’t tell you at first because I didn’t want you to worry, and with Lyke by my side, I was fine.
After the matter was resolved and put behind us, there was even less reason to bring it up.” Peggy Lewis explained.
“This time…I didn’t want you to misunderstand, right?
That’s why I had to tell you, otherwise, I wouldn’t have planned to say it.” Peggy Lewis said, “But that’s exactly it, living with Lyke allowed me to understand him at a much closer level.”
“In fact, I dare say, our understanding of each other surpasses that of couples who have been dating for a year or so.” Peggy Lewis stated.
Even though one year of dating for a couple is quite long, if they don’t live together, it’s hard to find out about each other’s small habits and philosophies in all aspects.
Both are usually busy with work and can only use the brief and limited time after work to be together.
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The honeymoon phase tends not to reveal the discrepancies between each other.
During the honeymoon phase, everything about the other person seems good with no imperfections.
Completely blinded by love.
Only when this phase slowly fades, their eyes can start to see again and they begin to discover conflicts or things that they don’t like about each other.
This often leads to arguments and sometimes breaks ups.
However, discovering and adjusting these differences requires time.
Unlike Peggy Lewis and Lyke Zhekova, because they live together, they spend all of their time outside of work together.
They have ample opportunities to understand each other, even starting with the smallest details.
“It’s precisely because I understand him so much that I like him even more.” Peggy Lewis said with a smile.
Lyke Zhekova nearly choked on his soup.
Peggy Lewis’s confession to him in front of her parents was…quite embarrassing.
But, it’s a thing of the past.
They are about to register their marriage now.
Even if Mr.
Lewis had many objections about their cohabitation before marriage and their concealment of issues, there’s nothing much he can do about it.
Well.
At least Lyke Zhekova is responsible and finishes what he starts.
Kids, once they grow up, can’t be controlled.
“Are you going straight to the Civil Affairs Office after eating?” Mrs.
Lewis asked.
“We have to stop by the Third Old Master Zhekova’s place.
Lyke’s Household Register is still there.” Peggy Lewis replied.
So after they finished eating, when Peggy Lewis wanted to help her mother clean up, Mrs.
Lewis said, “Quickly take a break.
Go get the Household Register as soon as possible and hurry to get your marriage certificate.
It will be crowded there, you may have to wait quite some time if you go late.”
With just four dishes, it wasn’t too troubling, so Peggy Lewis didn’t insist on helping anymore.
But in her heart, she felt that speeding up the renovation of the kitchen and installing a dishwasher is a top priority.
“Mom, once I’ve settled my affairs, I’ll help you with the renovation stuff.” Peggy Lewis said.
Mrs.
Lewis had completely forgotten about this matter until Peggy Lewis mentioned it.
The sudden whirlwind wedding preparations by the three elders of the Zhekova family had caught them off guard and they’re still quite stupefied.
Even after a night’s sleep until this morning, they were still in a daze, not fully aware of what was happening.
How could they remember something like renovating the house?
Now that Peggy Lewis brought it up, Mrs.
Lewis and Mr.
Lewis finally remembered it.
“Just help us find a designer, as for overseeing the renovations and coordinating with the designer, we’ll handle that.
You don’t need to worry about it.” Mrs.
Lewis said, “You are busy with work, don’t take on too much.”
“I’ll handle that.” Lyke Zhekova said.
“I’ll have the designer contact you later.
Overseeing the renovations may seem simple, just watching from the side, but running around and making sure the workers aren’t cutting corners, ensuring the wiring is correctly laid out, all these are quite draining.”
“I’ll also arrange for someone to oversee the work, you two don’t need to exhaust yourselves.” Lyke Zhekova said, “Just feel free to come and check the progress whenever you want.”
Mr.
and Mrs.
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Lewis suddenly realized the benefits of having a capable son-in-law.
Even the renovations don’t require their supervision.
As long as Lyke Zhekova says the word, someone will handle it.
“Just let us know what style you prefer, and communicate with the designer.
If you’re not satisfied with the design, feel free to make requests, don’t hold back.” Lyke Zhekova was very decisive in his arrangements.
He immediately made a phone call to set things in motion.
“I’ll give you the designer’s contact later.” Lyke Zhekova said, “If there’s anything, don’t hesitate to call me.”
At this moment Mr.
and Mrs.
Lewis could only nod blankly.
“During the renovation period, I have a few vacant properties.” Lyke Zhekova said.
“I’m not entirely sure about the specifics of each one, let me have my assistant organize the details and send them to you.
You can pick which one you’d like to stay in.”
“My properties should all be fully furnished, you can move in right away.” Lyke Zhekova said.
“It won’t be a hassle at all.”
“This…” Mr.
Lewis felt a bit uneasy about this arrangement.
Isn’t this taking advantage of his son-in-law?
Even though Lyke Zhekova’s properties are vacant, it still doesn’t feel right.
However, Mr.
Lewis couldn’t articulate exactly why it didn’t feel right.
Lyke Zhekova, smiling, said, “Please don’t feel burdened.
Those properties are vacant anyway, so they’re not being utilized.
It’s still a waste whether you live there or not.”
Mrs.
Lewis thought, they say the rich are capricious, and it seems to be true.
“Yeah, dad, mom.” Peggy Lewis also chimed in, “Lyke isn’t giving you the property, you’re just staying there temporarily.
There’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”
With that, Mr.
and Mrs.
Lewis found themselves nodding in consent.
Peggy Lewis added, “Try to pick one that’s close to here.
It will be convenient for you to come over and check the progress of the renovations.”
“You, always so demanding, having a place to live is enough.” Mrs.
Lewis teased.
Lyke Zhekova smiled and said, “There’s really no need to be so polite, we’re family now.
If you’re too polite, I won’t know what to do.”
“I’m not sure if any of the properties are close to here, we’ll need to sort that out later.” Lyke Zhekova said.
“No problem, don’t listen to Peggy’s demands.” Mr.
Lewis said, “We’ll just pick a property that’s relatively closer to here.”
“Alright.” Lyke Zhekova replied with a smile.
Chapter 1219: Get Started_1 At this moment, Mrs.
Lewis urged, “You guys should quickly go and get the Household Register from Old Master’s place.”
Since they had decided to get their marriage certificate, they obviously were in a hurry to get it done.
Therefore, now it was Mrs.
Lewis who was urging them.
Hence, Lyke Zhekova and Peggy Lewis quickly set off to Third Old Master Zhekova’s place.
On the way, Lyke called Wallace Martin, asking him to arrange some of his properties in Belfard.
“There’s no need to rush.” Peggy looked at Lyke, who was not resting for a moment and efficiently taking care of everything.
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“It’s necessary,” Lyke said.
“We need efficient renovation work.
After that, we need to clear out the smell before letting our parents return to live there.
During the wedding, you need to leave from home.
Parents definitely want everything at home to be renovated, and send you off from there.”
“If we move into a different house, it wouldn’t be the same,” Lyke said.
“That’s why we need to hurry up, so parents can rest easy.”
Peggy hadn’t thought about this aspect.
Hearing Lyke’s explanation, Peggy realized she had been neglectful.
“I’m glad you’re so thoughtful.” Peggy said, “Otherwise, I would have delayed my parents’ work.”
“Isn’t it right for me to think more?” Lyke smiled and said, “My goal is to make sure you don’t have to worry about anything.
As long as I’ve thought of everything, we’re good.”
Lyke would consider it a small accomplishment if Peggy didn’t have to worry about anything and became reliant on him.
The two chatted and laughed all the way until they arrived at Third Old Master Zhekova’s house.
Things went smoothly there.
Upon hearing their intentions, Third Old Master Zhekova wasn’t surprised.
He’d already prepared the Household Register.
It was right on the coffee table for Lyke to take directly.
Peggy was surprised and asked Lyke, “Did you let the old…”
She was about to call him Old Master out of habit.
“Ahem.” The Third Old Master cleared his throat to remind Peggy, “You’re about to get your certificate; you should get used to the new title.”
Peggy quickly corrected herself, “Did you tell dad in advance?”
“No, I really didn’t.” Lyke strongly shook his head.
Third Old Master Zhekova laughed, “He didn’t need to say it.
With his impatience, if it wasn’t today, it would be tomorrow, and definitely within this week.
I just prepared in advance.”
“This is called ‘no one knows a son better than the father.'” Lyke explained to Peggy.
Peggy: “…”
“Get going quickly.” Third Old Master Zhekova also urged, “Remember to announce to everyone once you get the certificate.
Don’t just post it on your IG stories, the reach is limited.
How many people other than those who have access to your IG stories?
Remember to also post it on Facebook.”
“Understood,” Lyke nodded.
So, under the urging of the Third Old Master, they quickly headed to the Civil Affairs Office.
Lyke didn’t do anything special.
He wanted everything to carry a sense of significance.
He wanted it to be something to reminisce about in the future, with every detail worthy of cherishing.
Lyke and Peggy, just like other couples, lined up with their paperwork, waiting to get their certificate.
The whole procedure was quite tiring for both Lyke and Peggy.
But they felt refreshingly energetic once they received the marriage certificate.
Lyke didn’t even bother to take a photo.
He immediately contacted Wallace Martin and said, “Start now.”
These three words almost startled Peggy.
If she didn’t know Lyke’s personality, she would almost suspect him of engaging in illicit activities.
These three words sounded rather intimidating.
After hanging up the call, Peggy quickly asked: “Start what?”
“Oh, I just need to send a group email at the Company to inform everyone in Pingla Group that I’m married,” Lyke explained.
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Peggy knew that Lyke wouldn’t do anything illegal or disorderly.
If she could roll her eyes, she would’ve rolled them at Lyke.
“The three words ‘start now’ sound quite intimidating,” Peggy pointed out.
Lyke got in the car first and explained, “Wallace Martin had the text ready for a while.
He was just waiting for us to get the certificate.
As soon as we got it, he could send the group email right away.
That’s why I said ‘Start Now.'”
What Lyke didn’t say was that he thought it sounded rather commanding.
Moreover, there was nothing wrong with saying it that way.
Afterall, it does involve moving your hand to press ‘send’, right?
Now, both of them had a marriage certificate in hand.
Lyke said, “When Gus and the others got their certificates, each of them took turns showing off in the IG stories.”
Lyke didn’t mention his envy back then.
But now he had it too.
His previous envy was now non-existent.
“Let’s take a photo of both of us holding ours,” Lyke suggested.
Peggy noticed that Lyke was behaving a little like a child.
She was also willing to indulge him.
Not only did Lyke want to post it, Peggy also intended to do the same.
However, when it came time to post it, she hesitated a bit.
Should she set privacy limits and block her colleagues at the Company from seeing it?
Because explaining it would be rather troublesome.
How did they suddenly get married?
With whom did she get married?
With Lyke Zhekova?
Her colleagues would surely have lots of questions.
But she couldn’t hide it just because it was inconvenient.
That would be unfair to Lyke.
Lyke announced it to the whole Group while she wanted to hide it from just a small number of people in the company.
That’s not right; it seemed unfair.
Peggy pondered for a moment, finally deciding not to set any privacy limits.
She was just going to send it out directly.
After all, once she bit the bullet, closed her eyes and clicked send…
It was done.
To avoid being questioned by colleagues, Peggy wrote a clear message, “Got our marriage certificate today with the groom, Mr.
Lyke Zhekova.”
Now, there was nothing to question or doubt.
Within a few seconds, the notifications on Peggy’s IG stories had already reached 99+.
Peggy decided not to look at these comments or likes for now.
Instead, she first took a look at Lyke’s IG stories.
The most pitiful person was still Clifford Wells.
Peggy read these comments, chuckling as though she were reading a comedy script.
Meanwhile, the chat group “Eighty-Eight Sixty-Four” kept getting messages non-stop.
Lyke said, “I’m going to post it on Facebook.
You all should share it.”
Everyone agreed without hesitation.
“By the way, do you have a Facebook account?” Lyke belatedly remembered.
He usually interacted with Peggy via Whatsapp.
He really didn’t pay much attention to Facebook.
Because he himself didn’t really use Facebook, it was just an account.
He only occasionally promoted brands on the platform and shared news about friends getting married or being in a relationship.
“Yes, I do, but only to read gossip.
I don’t have many followers.” Peggy replied.
“Let’s follow each other,” Lyke looked for Peggy’s Facebook account.
He noticed she did not follow many accounts either.
“There’s no point in following those marketing accounts.
They’re all about making money, so I only look at trending topics,” Peggy explained.
“That’s good, saves you from helping them gain traction,” Lyke commented.
Chapter 1220: Top Trend Uncle Circle_1 “Attracting followers?” Peggy Lewis laughed, “I don’t have many fans.”
“Once we post on Facebook, your followers will increase rapidly.” Lyke Zhekova explained, “When netizens see that you are also following this, they probably find it interesting and will decide to follow too, isn’t this exactly attracting followers for those marketing accounts?”
Listening to Lyke Zhekova mimic the psychological changes of netizens, Peggy Lewis couldn’t help but laugh.
Lyke Zhekova finished speaking and posted the recently taken photo on Facebook, tagging Peggy Lewis.
Lyke Zhekova: “Hello, everyone!
Allow me to introduce myself.
I am the husband of @Happily Married Man, Lyke Zhekova.”
Below that, of course, he also shared their marriage certificate.
Even the couple’s photo inside was shown.
But he used the mosaic to cover the parts involving privacy.
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“I have posted it.” Lyke Zhekova said.
Peggy Lewis then followed up, reposted Lyke Zhekova’s Facebook post and selected to comment at the same time.
“Hello, everyone, I am the wife of @Lyke Zhekova, Peggy Lewis.” Because Lyke Zhekova has red V verification and is widely known as the CEO of Majestic Corp.
Therefore, his real name is used on Facebook.
But Peggy Lewis only used Facebook as a place for entertainment, didn’t apply for any personal authentication, and didn’t use her real name.
After Lyke Zhekova posted it, he immediately went to the Eighty-Eight Sixty-Four group, urging everyone to repost it as soon as possible.
Therefore, the following scene appeared on Facebook.
Adrian Zhekova: “This is my Fourth Aunt.”
Cindy Clarke: “This is my Fourth Aunt.”
Clifford Wells: “Fourth Uncle Zhekova got married at the age of 37, anyone with a dream can do great things!”
Adrian Zhekova took a glance at Clifford Wells’ post and gave a sneer.
This Cliff Wells never learns.
Every time he naughtily teases others, but after each tease, he gets hurt.
His heart has been pierced like a sieve, crying out loud each time he gets hurt.
But after each pierced wound, he continues to act naughtily.
Out of sight, out of mind.
He’s exactly like that.
No, Adrian Zhekova thought that, given the rate at which Clifford Wells gets wounded, he belongs to the type who continues to tease others despite the pain.
It must be said that he is very strong.
As expected, because of Clifford Wells’ comments, the enthusiasm of netizens was instantly aroused.
“What?
He’s 37?”
“How could such a handsome uncle be left till now?”
“It’s not too much to say that he’s a pearl that’s lost its luster in the ocean!”
“Remained single until now?
That’s a bit much!”
Perhaps it’s because netizens, through the previous announcements from the Big Eight families, have learned that they are not the ultra-rich people that were commonly understood.
They are not playboys.
So, no one thinks that the reason Lyke Zhekova just got married is that he was wandering in the world before and didn’t want to get married.
Everyone thought that he was because he couldn’t find a girlfriend, and finally got married now.
Therefore, the shock of many netizens was even greater.
So handsome and yet couldn’t find a girlfriend?
That’s a bit too far.
“If you had said he was 27, I would’ve believed it!”
“From now on, the leading figure in the Uncle Circle will be Fourth Uncle Zhekova.”
“The bride is 10 years younger than Fourth Uncle Zhekova.”
“But looking at them, it doesn’t look like an old cow eating tender grass; Fourth Uncle Zhekova just looks too young.”
“If such a handsome old cow would consent to eat me, I wouldn’t mind it!”
Then there are those netizens whose reactions are swift, their senses sharp and ask Clifford Wells: “If Fourth Uncle Zhekova of high age 37 is married, how about you?”
“Young master Wells, if you don’t have a girlfriend, consider me.”
“I’m also a candidate.” This netizen seemed serious and even attached a selfie that had been edited with a beautifying app along with their comment.
Although the account of Clifford Wells doesn’t post on Facebook frequently, he has many followers.
Even if he appears occasionally, in order to post promotional content for his corporation, he’s still able to attract a large number of followers to comment and repost.
The atmosphere is by no means inferior to popular celebrities who are currently trending.
This time, Clifford Wells similarly reposted Lyke Zhekova and Peggy Lewis’ Facebook post.
The comments quickly exceeded ten thousand.
Such a comment section, with a wide variety of people, one would say people of all types can be found here.
Even if it’s just an ordinary comment, it can attract keyboard warriors to chase and block you.
Not to mention posting a photo, it’s inevitably accompanied by all kinds of criticisms.
There are those who are of the same sex but speak harsh words.
There are those who suffer from severe troll syndrome and spew foul language.
It must be said that in such an environment, this netizen is really brave for posting their picture.
Let’s not talk about the discussions under this netizen’s comment.
There are a large number of people who have taken the initiative to present themselves, saying that they can be Clifford Wells’ girlfriend, asking him to consider it.
There are also extremely confident internet celebrities who come to post photos, they indeed look thin and pretty.
Lyke Zhekova never expected that things would turn out this way.
He got married and made an announcement, but netizens ran to the comment section under Clifford Wells’ post to ask for a relationship?
This is intolerable!
Lyke Zhekova went straight to the group to complain about Clifford Wells.
Adrian Zhekova: “Fourth Uncle, don’t worry, with his ability to see through people, just wait and see.”
Clifford Wells hadn’t looked at the group at this moment, so he didn’t know Adrian Zhekova’s prediction.
It just so happens that, the moment Adrian Zhekova posted this sentence.
Clifford Wells also posted a sentence: “They all think I look good and have money!”
Adrian Zhekova: “See, what did I say?”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
“Otherwise, what?
Do they fancy those who look ugly and don’t take baths?” Peggy Lewis couldn’t help but complain to Lyke Zhekova.
“That’s why he’s still single.” Lyke Zhekova said gleefully, “I really want to see when he will come to his senses.”
I think it’s hard.
He is very judgmental about everyone.
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How will he open up?” Peggy Lewis chuckled.
“Forget about him.” Lyke Zhekova didn’t want to waste his golden time on this single dog, Clifford Wells.
“Shall we go back to mom and dad’s house?” Lyke Zhekova said.
Although they left early in the morning, they had to go to Mr.
and Mrs.
Lewis’s place to get the household register, and then detour to Third Old Master Zhekova’s place to get the household register.
Then line up at the Civil Affairs Office.
Just like this, the whole morning passed.
Now it’s noon.
Hearing Lyke Zhekova say this, Peggy Lewis knew what Lyke Zhekova meant by mom and dad’s house was referring to Mr.
and Mrs.
Lewis’ place.
Peggy Lewis then said: “Or should we go to ‘Old…'”
Peggy Lewis had just said the word ‘old’, when she remembered that she and Lyke Zhekova were now officially married, it was time to properly change her address to him.
So Peggy Lewis quickly changed her words: “Let’s go to dad’s place.
He’s alone, and we’ve got our marriage certificate now, he’ll be the happiest.”
“Going there now would be too rushed.” Lyke Zhekova said, “After all, it’s quite far from here.
Just getting there will take more than an hour, plus the time it takes to get through traffic, I’m afraid it will take even longer.”