Betty looked at Theodore Shapiro's villa, majestic and domineering, with the elegance of the European royal family.
Woody Shapiro walked in front, wearing a sky blue princess dress, combing the princess's hair, and there were still childish little furs at the temples. The whole person looked delicate and revealing.
"Woody Shapiro ... Woody Shapiro?" Betty stopped in a garden and looked at the scenery. She suddenly saw that Woody Shapiro had her head lowered. A person had silently walked far away. She quickly yelled at her.
Woody Shapiro trembled. She turned around and realized that Betty was still behind her. She ran over again.
"Woody Shapiro, do you have any thoughts? I think you've been depressed since you came back. What are you thinking about?" Betty looked at her worriedly and saw her eyes dodged twice.
"No ... no, what can I do? I'm just worried that my grades will fall again and I'll be scolded by my uncle." Woody Shapiro did not dare to look into Betty's eyes, afraid that she would find her own worry.
"Your uncle can't bear to scold you. Don't worry, your grades are on me. When I resign, I'll concentrate on helping you with your homework at home." Betty smiled gently. At this moment, she looked at Woody Shapiro.
"Well, if ... I mean, if my uncle couldn't marry you for some reason, would you break up with him?" Woody Shapiro walked back and forth in the garden, She was a little nervous and uneasy.
Betty's eyes squinted for a moment, then she laughed: "You want to say that your family can't easily accept me?"
Woody Shapiro looked at her in shock, "Do you know something?"
"Even if you guys don't say anything, I know it. Don't forget what my family does. I've known your Shapiro family's marriage custom for a long time, but since I'm here, I won't leave easily." She laughed.
"So, you know, I've been worried about it for so long. I thought you would leave immediately."
"Woody Shapiro, thank you for caring about me." Betty stopped smiling and looked at her seriously.
"I ... I only have an uncle, and I only have you and me. Of course, I have to care about you, but I don't know how I want to convince those people." Woody Shapiro lowered her head and sighed.
"Okay, at such a young age, you should have no worries. Don't sigh, there's always a way to solve it." Betty's heart was very warm.
In the evening, a black car parked at the entrance of the living room. The man who came down from the car was dressed in a black suit.
"Uncle!" Woody Shapiro ran out of the door to meet Theodore Shapiro.
Theodore Shapiro gently patted her back. As soon as the two of them stepped into the living room, they saw Betty standing beside the sofa.
"Do you still like this home?" Theodore Shapiro gently said as he took off his coat and walked towards her. The servant next to him respectfully took over his coat. All of this was orderly in this house. Betty nodded. "I like it, it's very beautiful, like a castle."
"Uncle, did you tell them about your kindness? Did they agree?" Woody Shapiro was not young, and she had gradually become involved in tStephenson Family, so she really wanted to hear the answer. Betty's expression stiffened as her beautiful eyes flashed at the man.
"Of course, they'll agree." Theodore Shapiro's expression remained the same.
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