A nettlesome family?
Four words, not only shocked Anika and eavesdropping on the corner of Vivian, even Morris himself was astonished.
Although I don’t know when I fell in love with Vivian, but not more than seven or eight months of her acquaintance, he was willing to “leave the house” for her?
Morris lived twenty-eight years for the first time know love someone, is so deep, even willing to put down everything for it.
This is what all people call a “soft spot”.
When I didn’t know her, he was indifferent and cold by nature, but now he has more of a human touch.
“Morris …”
“You’ve known her for less than a year, so it’s too early to say.”
Just as Anika was about to speak, Houghton quietly walked over and refused outright.
Vivian was too preoccupied with Morris talking to notice Houghton’s presence.
She straightened up, looked back at Houghton, pursed her lips, and didn’t say anything.
“Morris is still young, there is no rush for marriage. If you really like her, you can wait, and then after a year or two, then talk about marriage.”
Houghton added.
“That’s right.”
Anika looked back at Houghton and calmly thought about it, it was indeed that way. “Vivian is not yet 22 years old, so we really shouldn’t be in such a hurry.”
On the side, Vivian listened to Houghton and Anika’s words and was silent.
“Good.”
Morris thought about it again and again, and finally nodded his head and agreed.
It was really abrupt to say this to Anika today, and he should have given them some time to adapt. “As you wish.”
He said, his handsome face hooked into an affectionate and warm smile, “Auntie go and get busy, I’ll brush the dishes first.”
“Uh … okay, fine.”
Anika looked at Morris and observed his every move, but truly felt that there are not many people like him who are rich, handsome, and considerate and capable.
Perhaps, her daughter should cherish him.
Morris was in the kitchen brushing the dishes, cleaning up the stove hygiene, doing things cleanly, in a short time, the kitchen was cleaned up.
“Up to the hall down to the kitchen of the family cook, do not see. Tsk …”
Danny from the hall to the kitchen, coincidentally saw Morris apron, holding a rag in his hand, concentrating on cleaning up the kitchen hygiene, can not help but sigh a, “do a good job, I think you might as well hand over Eonothem Group to you Mike, you’ll join to The Mond family, quite good. ”
“How much did Mike pay you off, huh?”
Morris glanced sideways at Danny, the corners of his lips curled up in a wry smile.
Despite doing the most grounded work, he still can’t hide the dignified temperament between his hands and feet, just an action of untying the apron, hanging aside, are pleasing to the eye.
“I’m afraid this is the kind of day you want to look forward to.”
Danny placed his hands in the pockets of his pants and sighed, “People in love can be really crazy. The president and young master, like you, can still scrub the pots and pans at his future mother-in-law’s house. If this were to spread to L City, I’m afraid how many women would be jealous of Vivian.”
“Shut up.”
Morris washed his hands, then walked out of the kitchen and went to the hall.
But just as he reached the hall, Philip immediately got up and smiled bitchily at Morris, “Second brother, Vivian’s father said, recently it’s cold and there’s not enough firewood for the stove at home. Let you split that section of wood at the door.”
“Eh, I can …”
As soon as Philip spoke, Tamsin immediately wanted to stop it, but as a result Arlo also stood up and nodded, “Yes, just now the master was chanting that there wasn’t enough firewood to burn.”
In the countryside, there is no heating in winter, nor do they bother to turn on the air conditioner, usually people put an enclosed stove in the house and make a round hole in the window and install an exhaust pipe, so that the house is extra warm.
“It’s okay.”
Houghton held a cigarette stick in his hand, took a drag on the cigarette, and said to Morris: “I heard a few of your brothers say you want to experience the idyllic life. Since there’s nothing else to do, chop that pile of firewood by the door.”
“Huh?”
Vivian couldn’t help but be shocked, always feeling that Houghton was deliberately making things difficult for Morris.
She immediately stood out, “No, no, no, Houghton, my father has said, the visitor is a guest, this is not good.”
After all, it’s a rich young man, let Morris take the axe and chop wood, this picture … how to think can not think of what kind of scene.
But Vivian also really can’t bear to let Morris chop wood.
“He is a guest, yes, but you are my Houghton’s apprentice. If he wants to chase you, he has to get past me first. Otherwise, you two have nothing to talk about.”
Houghton waved his hand, snorted coldly, inclined his head to look aside, and stopped talking.
The matter has come to this, he has made it clear.
Anika sat on the sidelines, not saying anything.
She knew that Houghton treated his daughter as his own daughter, and that Houghton was making things difficult for Morris, just to test his character.
It was something she had to agree with both hands.
“What? Like Vivian?”
Of all the people present, only Tamsin finally knew about this, and looked at Houghton with a baffled face, then Anika, and finally glanced at Vivian and Morris, “How come I didn’t know?”
“You know nothing but food all day long.” Anika glared at Tamsin.
“Houghton, you …”
“Shut up, this is not your place to talk!”
Vivian tried to speak up to block it, but was sternly reprimanded by Houghton.
“No harm in that. I’m just moving my muscles.”
Morris’ attitude was calm and unassuming. And then asked Vivian, “Where’s your axe?”
“I …”
Vivian wanted to refuse.
She knew very well that in terms of the status gap between herself and Morris, she was not worthy of Morris, and how should she test him in this way?
“Take me to get it.” Morris said calmly.
Although the tone of voice is calm, but with a sense of irresistible children.
“Okay, I’ll take you there.”
Vivian walked out of the hall, went to the storage room, picked up the axe and handed it to Morris.
The man took the axe, but Vivian did not let go of it, but gazed at him with a complex and helpless gaze, “You don’t have to listen to Houghton at all, my parents didn’t say anything, you have to listen to him for what.”
Morris’s obsidian eyes were filled with a gentle smile, and he raised his hand and rubbed her head dotingly, “Because, with you, I want the blessing of all your family.”
Houghton is Vivian’s mentor, and also the person who watched her grow up, like a teacher like a father, Morris naturally have to respect him.
“But you’ve never even worked hard enough to chop wood? It’s very tiring.”
“Consider it a life experience.”
He brushed Vivian’s hand away and turned to walk to the gate of the outer courtyard.
The gate was a large concrete area, and to the right was a mud field with a lot of rough wood stacked on it, covered with a layer of plastic film to keep out the thick snow.
Morris found a flat place, pad a round wooden pier, and picked up a piece of wood on it, wielding an axe to cut down.