Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy novel Chapter 2047

Keith left the company and went straight homewith Cynthia. At dusk, several relatives came to the Williams's. They were all Mrs. Williams' and the Williams's aunts and uncles. They came here because they all heard that the two brothers had brought their own girlfriends home this time, The two brothers were almost thirty years old, but no one had heard that they wanted to find girlfriends before. Their aunts used to introducing at least five girls to the two brothers and they would always call Mrs. Williams and tell her which girl was pretty and well—educated, so they could introduce the girls to Keith and Tinge.

Alright, there's no need this time. The two brothers have found girlfriends. They must come over to see what kind of girlsthat could be accepted by their two picky nephews.

Creamy and Cynthia sat on the sofa, both confused. The two brothers also pretended to be good kids immediately. In front of these aunts and uncles, they did not want to talk with any topic.

The two beautiful women sat down properly, letting these people in front of them to looked at them up and down..

Mrs. Williams had a smile on her face, but to tell the truth, she really felt that the atmosphere today was not very good for her two daughters—in—law. However, over the years, these relatives really helped her, so it was not good for her to let them leave without dinner.

"Tinge, what does your girlfriend do?" The auntnearby held a cup of tea and sized up Creamy. She just felt that Creamy looked too delicate,so she couldn't help asking.

"She … she's a painter." Tinge looked at Creamy dotingly and replied.

"Oh? A painter? How much does a painter make? Nobody around usseems to be in this profession ." Auntie immediately asked curiously. Some people around shook their heads as well. They felt that a painter was similar to an irregular job, with nothing serious to do every day.

This was the first time Creamy felt her job was meaningless. Her beautiful eyes narrowed.

Cynthia immediately smiled at the aunt and said, "Auntie, there are some things that cannot be measured by money. Especially when a person comes from the top of the pyramid, does it matter whether or not she can make money and how much money she earns?"

"Not making money? Everyone has to make money." The older generation were all honest people. When they heard that Creamy did not need to earn money, they immediately retorted.

Cynthia continued, "Why don't you ask her about her family background first? Perhaps you can understand why she treats painting as a hobby."

Mrs. Williams immediately said, "If Creamy marries Tinge, I won't let her go to work. It's good that she can do what she likes."

Creamy looked at her mother—in—law gratefully. She also believed that her mother—in—law was telling the truth. As a younger one, Creamy chose not to say much in the face ofthe Williams's elders. Tinge directly stood up and sat beside her. He said to the relatives sitting beside her, "I know that you all care about me very much. Creamy and I love each other sincerely. I hope that I can invite you to drink at our wedding Feast at that time."

"You have already talked about getting married? But you two have been going out for just a short time?" An aunt beside him asked in surprise.

Tinge was annoyed. He immediately said, "Aunt, I heard that my cousin is married to someone she's only known for less than a month. Is that true?"

"She was on a blind date and they fell in love at first sight." Third Aunt answered him immediately.

"My brother and my sister—in—law also fell in love at first sight. They have been together for more than two months, why they can't get married?" Keith asked as he stared at his aunt unforgivingly.

"Umm … I don't have any other intentions, just want to know more."

Seeing that these people were asking sharp questions, Mrs. Williams hurriedly said to her two sons, "You young people may go upstairs, and we old ones can have a chat here."

As if they finally got time for breath, the four of them immediately turned around and went upstairs. Keith even made coffee and carried it upstairs.

"Keith, your family has quite a few relatives." Cynthia asked, sitting on the sofa, and her sharp eyes stared at the man who was bending over and placing the coffee.