A long time ago, when Robert Lin‘s business had a slight improvement, the Lin family had a very strict family education. Robert had many good friends in the army before. He asked his family to develop a habit similar to the army to strictly follow orders. He was the man who decides everything in the Lin family, and none of the younger generations dared to disobey.
Therefore, Sylvia had been living in a well-disciplined family since she was a child. At home, she had to abide by the rules no matter what she did. Until now, she had always had this habit.
She had been getting used to living under this discipline. However, it seemed that at every moment, there was a kind of vague pressure pressing on her body.
Just today, the mouthful of cola seemed to break the shackle of the rules and made Sylvia feel relaxed. She had never felt this kind of feeling before. Even when she was at home alone on a normal day, she would subconsciously follow those disciplines, especially when she was with her friends.
But Henry was the only one who could give Sylvia the feeling that she did not have to do anything and could do whatever she wanted. There were no specific things that happened. Sylvia had such a direct feeling.
When the bicycle was driving on the road, Henry hummed a tune.
"Henry, what are you humming?" Sylvia pulled Henry's shirt and asked curiously.
"Childhood, haven't you heard of it?" Henry deliberately coughed twice. "Next, please invite a famous singer, Mr. Zhang, to sing for you."
"Haha, right Mr. so call famous singer." Sylvia rolled her eyes, with an expectant expression on her face.
Henry adjusted his mood and said softly, "On the banyan tree by the pond, the arrival of the summer was expected."
The old song was from 1984. Henry was singing it with a single tone. He did not sing very affectionately, nor did he perform very well. It was just so bland.
Sylvia sat sideways in the back seat, and her long white legs unconsciously swayed up and down with the tone. She herself also hummed the tune with Henry.
"No one knows why. When the sun sets on the other side of the mountain, no one can tell me if there is a fairy living in the mountain..."
The clear tune lingered around the two of them. Sylvia's voice was crisp, like that of a yellowbird, which was particularly pleasant. The woman's face was filled with a relaxed smile.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, Henry and Sylvia arrived at the sea lake scenic area.
In summer, there would always be a lot of tourists. The parking lot had been parked with many cars. Looking around, only Henry’s bicycle was standing out.
Sylvia was holding an empty coke bottle in her hand. She was a little embarrassed to look at Henry. Along the way, she had drunk up the entire bottle of cola before she knew it.
Sylvia's lovely look made Henry could not help but reach out and scratch her nose. Even Henry himself was a little surprised at this intimate action. When did the relationship between President Lin and him become so harmonious?
Sylvia did not seem to realize how intimate Henry's action was just now. Or it could be said that in her mind, she did not think it was too much to do such a thing with Henry.
In the sea lake, they had to buy tickets first and then take a boat to the sand in the center of the lake. During the whole process, Sylvia looked around as if she had never seen such a scene.
"President Lin, have you ever been to the Sea lake?" Henry raised his eyebrows.
"What's wrong? Is it weird that I have never been here?" Sylvia curled her lips. How lovely she was when she looked like a little girl.
Henry covered his head. She had never been to the surrounding tourist attractions. His wife was really a workaholic.
"Okay, I'll take you to have some fun today, but I'm just worried..." Henry was about to say something, but he stopped.
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