Alan had seen Rose and Nora. He came up in a hurry and got Nora from Rose, with his one hand
holding Nora's hand and the other holding her waist.
"Why are your eyes red?" Alan found she was unusual at first sight.
"Something fell into my eyes." She told a lie.
"Are you alright? Shall we call the family doctor?" Alan took out his phone for a call.
Nora stopped him and said, "It is just a trifle. There is no need to raise a big rumpus, or others may
think I am delicate. And I am fine now. Don't bother."
"Don't bother? You are my wife." Alan was unpleasant, but he still cared about her so much, "What's
wrong with my wife being delicate? Get in their way?"
Alan didn't look down on anyone but only cared about Nora.
Jayden was frowning nearby and he looked quite jealous.
Rose and Sia looked at each other, with implications in their eyes.
"I am fine. Let's go over there. Don't keep grandpa waiting." Nora slightly pulled his sleeve, "Let's go."
Having suppressed her sadness, Nora took the initiative to hold his arms and recovered to her elegant
self. When they stood together, they looked well matched.
They were always acting as the most loving couple outside, and this was their appointment.
Alan smiled and walked towards Patriarch Way with Nora.
Rose, Jayden and Sia followed them.
On the way, Bright turned up and caught Rose's hand. Held by a big and warm hand, she was just like
his treasure in hand.
"Done?" Rose asked in a low voice.
"This is not a place for business conversations." Bright felt dissatisfied, "That was just getting in the
way of me getting along with you. They wouldn't be on my lists of options."
"Oh?" Rose was slightly surprised, "Aren't you afraid that I will be a dangerous beauty who will ruin
you?"
"They are not qualified to talk about my wife." Bright lowered his head and whispered in her ear.
Rose felt her ear got hot and the auricle turned pink, "You are in charge of all that?"
"They will consider the pros and cons." What he said suggested that the Lee family was the noblest in
this community.
Rose glanced at him. Light and shadow fell on his outline, making him more handsome. She said, "You
are threatening them."
"Threaten? They should know it." Bright didn't care, "So you don't need to worry. Even if you are a
dangerous beauty, I will like it."
His magnetic voice made him more soulful and Rose couldn't help being charmed.
The noise from the other side broke the silence of their eyes.
Rose disengaged herself from his grasp and went ahead shyly. Bright put his hands in pocket and
smiled following her.
Patriarch Way was sitting there. It was seen that Hazel came up and greeted him, "Grandpa, I am
back. I wish you good health and all the best."
Then she presented the gift. It was a jade which was transparent and valuable.
"You are eventually back." His reproachful tone sounded with a trace of adoration.
It was known that Hazel was the favorite girl in the family and Alan was the favorite boy.
"Grandpa, what are you talking about? I am here." She bent down and took his hand, "Grandpa,
though I was abroad, I was always missing you. And I was there for study and work. Once I have got
enough experience, I will come back to help the family and I won't leave any more. By then, please
don't be tired of me."
"I can't be happier if you can stay here. How will I be tired of you?" Patriarch Way asked her to sit
beside him and looked at her face carefully, "Let me see. You look fatter than before. It seems that you
had a good time abroad."
"Fatter?" Hazel touched her own face nervously.
Actually, being a little fat meant nothing. However, all women thought to be thin were more beautiful
and they minded being fat so much.
"Just a little bit. It doesn't affect your beauty." Patriarch Way comforted her.
"Grandpa, are you praising or degrading me?" Hazel smiled shyly.
"Of course praising you." He smiled graciously.
"Then thanks for grandpa's praise." She was sincere, "Grandpa, I bring a friend back and let me
introduce him to you."
"Great!" Patriarch Way nodded.
She stood up. Her yellow dress made her look taller and slenderer. The pleated and soft fabric made
beautiful ripples as she moved.
She went over to a handsome man and reached out to hold his arm. They walked together to Patriarch
Way, "Grandpa, this is Oca Moore, and you can call him Caesar. He is a Chinese American."
"Patriarch Way, nice to meet you." Oca presented his wish and gift.
Nora looked at Caesar held by Hazel, and she was totally attracted. His original name was Oca and he
was Hazel's friend.
Nora's shock was all written in her beautiful eyes. She still could not believe that he was not Oscar.
He clearly was Oscar. Why not?
Alan felt Nora standing beside him froze, so he fondled the back of her hand and said, "What's wrong
with you?"
"Nothing. I feel it hard to breathe." Nora put her hand on her chests and there was obviously pain.
For years she had thought that her heart was numb and even dead, but when she saw Caesar, she felt
it alive.
"Let's get back to the room to take a rest." Alan said considerately.
"No need." It would be rude of her to leave like that. Moreover, she didn't want to do so because she
wanted to look at Caesar for a while.
Caesar was standing beside Hazel. His black shirt and suit made him look handsome. Except for his
Chinese American status, his face was attractive enough. Besides, his browbone and deep eyes were
pleasant.
"Thank you, Mr. Moore." Patriarch Way said, "Now that you are Hazel's friend, you will be our guest of
honor. So just make yourself at home."
"Great!" Caesar was frank.
Patriarch Way appreciated his frankness and he was satisfied.
"Dad, the photographer has everything ready. Let's take a family photo first." Palmer told
him.
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