After taking the medicine, Austin sat on the sofa and read newspaper. Hearing the sound of slippers
hitting the stairs, the man raised his head and saw the woman coming down the spiral stairs. She
walked all the way to Austin. The man put down the newspaper and stared at Yolande affectionately.
"This dress is tailor-made for you. It fits you well." Austin said.
It was a light purple gauze shirt, with the hemline narrow and wide, and the unique clothes chain on the
chest. The man's eyes lit up and appreciated the clothes he had chosen for the woman.
Yolande blushed, "Really?"
"Well, I never lie, especially I won't lie to you! " The man got close to her, with a warm look on his face.
A sweet and lovely smile appeared on her face. Yolande tilted her head.
"Mrs. Yolande, this dress is so beautiful!" Mona praised as she passed by and looked at the clothes of
Yolande.
"I really envy you Young, you look good in any clothes. " Mona said.
"Mona, you are also very young now." Yolande praised.
"Mrs. Yolande, you are so sweet." Being praised by Yolande, Mona frowned and smiled from ear to ear.
He looked at the two young men and walked away. He was too old to block the young man's way.
Austin frowned and moved closer to her. "I've never seen you praise me like that? How about you
praise me and let me feel it? "
"…… Praise you... "
She raised her eyebrows and looked into his affectionate eyes, blushing.
"Yes, you are right. If you don't praise me, I will I kissed you! " He stared at her beautiful eyes and
brows.
"Well... In fact... You are very handsome. " Her voice was low, but her face was red.
The man smiled warmly. A trace of sweetness passed through his heart. He leaned closer and was
about to kiss her. Yolande tilted her head and felt a warm breath. "You... Could you... Don't get so
close... I've already praised you. "
He looked at the embarrassed Yolande with a crooked corner of his mouth. "So that's why you praised
me."
"… It was... Not really... " She shook her head and was about to pass out by Mr. Austin.
Looking at the blushed woman with her head down, Austin was satisfied. She smelled sweet and
couldn't help but want to get closer to her.
He calmed down for three seconds and took a few steps back, looking at the woman in front of him
who lowered her head slightly.
"It's about time. Let's go." Austin said seriously.
"Okay."
Yolande put on her bag and followed Austin out. Austin held her hand and they were very close. He
turned his head and gently looked at the woman beside him.
Sitting in the driver's seat, he drove the car himself. Yolande lazily leaned against the passenger seat
and looked out of the window.
The house of theLin Family's parents was two hours away from the villa of Austin.
"How old did you start to live alone?" Yolande turned her head to look at the man with a handsome
face. She wanted to know more about Mr. Austin. they were as close as friends.
When he was in college, he kept a low profile and was introverted. She seldom attracted the attention
of her classmates. Even Yolande rarely noticed the young master of the Mr. Austin.
"High school, sixteen years old." Austin said.
She widened her eyes and was slightly surprised. Did he begin to live without his parents at the age of
sixteen!
Austin turned to look at Yolande. "Mona will take care of me. I just don't live at home anymore."
"Well, aren't your parents worried?" escape one's lips.
Yolande wondered if she was impolite. After all, he had a marriage certificate with Austin, and they
were her nominal parents in law. She should call her aunt.
Austin didn't care. While driving, he said, "I'm not worried. They want me to be independent."
"Okay."
She didn't say anything more. She lay comfortably in the seat with her eyes closed. "Yolande, wake up.
We're here."
Yolande was woken up by Austin. His car was parked in front of a familiar villa, and the surrounding
scene was very familiar.
"Why did I fall asleep?" She sat up straight in a daze.
"Okay, let's go downstairs." Austin said.
She straightened her dress and took out the mirror from her bag. She looked at her face carefully in the
mirror to see whether her makeup was nice or not. After making sure that she didn't need to fix her
make-up, Yolande put down the mirror and walked out of the car with her bag.
She took a deep breath, raised her head and strode towards the gate of the villa. Austin followed her.
"Yolande, you walked too fast."
"Ah... Okay. "
Austin took her hand and led her to the Lin Family's residence. When they arrived at the gate, Austin
raised his hand and knocked on the door. The housekeeper opened the door.
"Mr. Austin, Mrs. Yolande. Come on in."
"Okay." He held Yolande's hand and entered the room.
"Austin, Yolande, you're back." Austin's mother, Jane, came over and looked at her son carefully.
"Yolande, long time no see." Jane turned to look at Yolande and held her hand with enthusiasm. Her
eyebrows were curved and her smile was decent.
Jane was very enthusiastic, as if she was really their daughter-in-law. Yolande was stunned. It was not
the first time she had felt such enthusiasm, but it was a little inappropriate. She felt that it was not true.
"Hello, auntie." She said cautiously, her voice trembling.
Jane was an intelligent woman. Seeing the embarrassment on Yolande's face, she smiled generously,
pulled her to sit on the sofa, and the servant brought some fruits.
"Yolande, it's not the first time we've met. You are my son's woman and you are a member of our
family. " She stared at Yolande firmly.
Yolande was so moved that she almost burst into tears.
"Mom, these are the tonics I bought with you." Austin put the box on the floor.
"Where is my father?"
"I'm resting upstairs. I'll be downstairs soon."
"Okay."
Austin sat down on another sofa and ate a bunch of grapes. Austin had always put his work first and
seldom went home to visit his parents. It was also because he had been used to being independent
since he was a child that he was very independent and smart. Only in this way could he establish his
own company and stand alone in the business world without a penny of Mark's property.
Austin's father, Mark, came downstairs. He was more than 60 years old and looked young. He was
graceful and easy-going when he smiled.
"Here you are, Austin, Yolande," He sat down on the sofa.
"Hello, uncle."
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