Mr. Simpson walked over and placed the tray gently on the coffee table.
The bowl containing the brown sugar soup was a simple glazed bowl, dark blue, with delicate decoration on the circumference, the spoon was transparent crystal, and it was also light blue, and the set of tableware was very beautiful.
Mr. Simpson looked at this beautiful tableware, smiled uncomfortably “Mr. Patrick please forgive me, my Twinkle likes blue, she is such a baby girl, so most of the things in the family are based on her style. ”
H thought Patrick would despise it.
But he had no intention to do it. The man just gently extended his hand, picked up the glass bowl, and slender white fingertips touched the spoon.
He opened his mouth, the soup was so hot that he blew it directly so that he could take it faster, and his eyes were instantly translucently crystal-stained with water vapor. His eyes were soft when he looked at the soup.
Brown sugar soup with boiled eggs made by his mother in law.
No one noticed that he slowly took the first spoonful of brown sugar water when he opened his mouth, even the corners of his mouth hook up, he cherished every drop of the soup.
Patrick finished all the soup and no drops of water were left!
At the moment when the cutlery was put down, on the other side of the dinning room, Twinkle was holding Dawn in her hands with a smiling face and approached Patrick while talking.
The two came to the sofa and looked at Patrick.
Twinkle didn’t speak or greet Patrick.
Her eyes noticed the used cutlery in the tray, remembering Trump’s words that new son in law was going to eat brown sugar soup with boiled eggs on the first day, she inexplicably felt her heart bumping.
Hurrying up to her father, she wanted to leave this awkward place.
At least, she wanted to avoid Patrick, avoid his unfathomable eyes, and his eyes always bother her invisibly!
“Dad, we came back late last night and we didn’t sleep well. I went upstairs with Dawn first.”
Mr. Simpson knew that his daughter didn’t want to face Patrick.
However, Patrick came to The Simpson family, and it was stated that he was looking for her. She knew it exactly but she did not want to face him, it was such a rude behavior.
Mr. Simpson said to her in a warm voice “You just need to sit for a while, and you know that Mr. Patrick is very busy, it will not take long, you have to be here for a while.”
Especially, when judged from today’s situation, Patrick seemed to be really interested in Twinkle.
If so, whether or not this marriage should be given up, and how to give it up, was still a problem. The family had to discuss it after Patrick left.
Twinkle glanced at Dawn.
Dawn smiled generously “Then just sit back for a while. Anyway, now it is the summer vacation, when you are tired, you can sleep at any time, you can sleep all day long without any problems.”
Twinkle nodded, and said “Okay, I will follow your words!”
Patrick looked like a statue, he didn’t look at anyone, didn’t talk, didn’t move.
Trump behind him said something at the moment when everyone was seated, “Mr. Patrick knew that Miss. Simpson started the summer vacation today, so he made a special trip to visit his father-in-law and mother-in-law hoping that both of the family can get along with each other more harmoniously. Mr. Patrick came today to take Miss. Simpson back to Flower Palace to live. ”
Flower Palace?
A beautiful sea of crape myrtle appeared in Twinkle’s mind.
Subconsciously, she asked aloud “Is it Patrick’s house in the city, the one I visited last time?”
Trump nodded “Yes.”
Reminiscent of the beautiful flowers, the magnificent house comparable to the British Cathedral, the blue and white Mediterranean-style decoration, and the best jujube juice she had ever tasted.
Twinkle swallowed, and the next second, a big white hand, as if seeing through all her thought, handed a bottle of jujube juice to her.
She glanced.
It’s all in Chinese characters.
It was just the kind he had given her at Patrick’s house a week ago.
With a grin, her face suddenly looked bright, and handed the jujube juice to Dawn with a flattering smile. ”
Mr. and Simpson glanced at Patrick a little nervously.
But seeing that, Patrick wrote a word slowly on the paper and handed it to Trump behind him.
It said “Treat”.
Trump immediately understood what Mr. Patrick meant, and said to Dawn “Mr. Dawn, Mr. Patrick said, this is what he and Miss. Simpson treated you to drink.”
Dawn’s face changed, ignoring Twinkle’s pleasing little face, and took the jujube juice in her hand and put it on the coffee table, saying “Mr. Patrick please take it easy, Twinkle just wanted to be polite to me first. When she saw something good, she will think of me for the first time, that’s all. Mr. Patrick doesn’t have to bother to separate me from Twinkle, it’s useless. ”
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Thought Dawn.
It seemed to him that Patrick and Twinkle were already married couples, so now they were welcoming the guest together?
This was in the Simpson family, OK?
Not his damn Flower Palace!
Patrick treated himself like the owner of this house, and he was the host and the landlord, which made Dawn very angry.
After all, Dawn was young and had no social experience before.
Dawn took Twinkle’s hand and looked at her “I can but this drink for you, isn’t it just imported from Xinjiang, it is nothing big deal, I can give it to you.”
“Sorry,” Trump said coldly “Because Miss. Simpson drank it at Flower Palace last week and she liked it very much, this brand has already been bought by Mr. Patrick. In the future, this flavor of jujube juice, only available at Flower Palace. Outside our Flower Palace, there is no stock worldwide, they are not for sale! ”
The audiences were in silence.
Trump added “Not only that, all the jujube cakes, jujube tea, etc. all the related products under this brand name are also limited to the supply of Flower Palace. Outside our Flower Palace, they are not available to anyone!”
Everyone stared at Trump and at Patrick again, the expressions of those two were the same, so cold, as if nothing had happened.
What the fuck!
Mr. Simpson and his wife were shocked now!
Such a waste? Where did he get so much money to buy a food company across the world?
After buying it, just to put it in the Flower Palace and only Twinkle could have the privilege to enjoy it?
Dawn didn’t expect Patrick to do this. He couldn’t help closing his eyes and felt the complexity of the matter of their marriage.
His meaningful gaze glanced at Mr. Simpson. It was obvious Patrick now cared so much about Twinkle, so how could he let go of Twinkle a few years later?
Was it necessary for her to follow a disabled man and lead a wasted life?
Mr. Simpson took a deep breath and sighed again, apparently a little bit confused.
Daughter’s happiness was a serious issue in a lifetime that could not be dealt with so easily.
Mrs. Simpson caught her husband strongly under the pillow.
That force was a big, which meant to blame her husband. He blamed him for agreeing with his daughter marrying The Lees family. It was too early to agree, so that it was now in a dilemma!