It was in a restaurant beside the river.
Several years have passed, but the restaurant was still full of customers. Tables won't available without reservations.
At dusk, the military green jeep stopped at the door. Adam picked up his son with his powerful arms. Then he took his little girl's hand and the three of them strolled into the restaurant.
The restaurant manager had already stood at the door to offer them welcome, and had already told the waiter to mob the smooth marble floor several times for fear that it would be slippery that their boss's wife would fall.
Anthea's belly seemed to have grown bigger, but it was still convenient for her to do things for the time being.
But their daughter was a naughty little girl who often toss and turn in her womb.
In their own restaurant, the best seat was always reserved for them all year round.
When they walked in, Anthea saw a familiar figure. She was surprised, "Young Master Chiang?"
Emerson was sitting alone at the table next to theirs.
He ordered four dishes, which were two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes. It seemed that the dishes had been served for a while. However, Emerson did not eat much. Instead, half of the wine in the bottle next to him was gone.
The little fellow did not call him wrongly this time, "Uncle Emerson!"
Emerson touched his head and barely felt comforted.
Since they are acquaintances, they had to eat in the same table.
Anthea called the restaurant manager and acted with the spirit of woman of the house. She ordered the waiters to move Emerson's tableware to their exclusive seats and added a few more dishes.
The dinner of the family of three had a forth wheel, Emerson.
Anthea and her son didn't think it was inappropriate, but Adam was not very happy.
Anthea looked around and found that only Emerson was alone. She was very surprised. After all, it was rare for people to come out to eat alone, especially in such a restaurant.
This was also the reason why they noticed him at first glance as they came in.
Anthea asked, "Young Master Chiang, you are alone?"
"Yes!" Emerson nodded.
It seemed that he was not in a good mood, and the evil smile on his face seemed pretentious.
Anthea smelled a strange sense of lovelessness. She asked tentatively, "Where's Bunny? She seemed to be particularly close to you. Why didn't you take her out with you?"
Adam said slowly, "It seems that she ran away with another man!"
Emerson said nothing to rebut him because he was correct.
Anthea was stunned.
She raised her hand and touched her belly, trying to say something to comfort her.
However, before she could organize her words, Adam had already said mockingly, "Does she think you are too old?"
"We're the same age!" Emerson's mouth twitched.
Adam put his long arms behind Anthea's back and said proudly, "My wife doesn't think I'm too old."
Emerson almost wanted to overturn the table and leave.
He raised his eyebrows, showed an evil smile, and said insidiously, "Hell-king Chin, don't gloat. Be careful. I will continue to think
about your wife!"
Adam's face darkened.
Emerson leaned backward, and he felt so exhausted and broken.
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