Looking at me, Lisa seemed to understand what I meant. She stuck out her tongue and said, "I see. My belly isn't so large as to prevent me from seeing what under my feet is."
In fact, Lisa's stomach didn't bulge at all.
Besides, the clothes she wore were loose. If she didn't say anything, others certainly wouldn't know that she was pregnant.
There were three elevators in the underground garage.
At this time, one of the elevator doors opened. And a waitress in a cheongsam stood inside. Upon seeing us, she bowed respectfully and said, "Dear guests, this way please."
We went in.
We went to one floor upstairs only by the elevator.
From the underground parking lot, we arrived at the first floor.
After getting out of the elevator, we went straight to a private room.
It was a big private room.
There should be a large rectangular table in the past. But now, there was only a small round table.
As we sat at the table, there was sufficient and yet proper space between us.
At first, the four chairs were separated in different places.
I walked over and moved my chair to Patrick's side first.
Seeing this, Roger quickly moved his chair to the side of Lisa's chair.
Then he helped Lisa sit down.
Throughout the dinner, knowing each other well, we talked about how Patrick and I had been prepared for the wedding. Roger asked me a lot of questions, such as how to take care of the babies, what kind of things they needed to purchase, and so on.
I told them everything I knew.
Lisa nodded her head to show that she had memorized what I had said. On the contrary, Roger took out a small notebook and started writing my words down seriously.
Seeing that Roger was so concerned, I said, "It seems that Mr. Roger will be a qualified daddy in the future."
"No doubt about it!" Roger looked proud.
It seemed that he didn't think there was anything wrong with this nickname.
We talked and enjoyed the dinner to our hearts' content.
Roger paid the bill.
At the end of the dinner, a fruit tray was served to each of us by a waiter, indicating that the dinner was over. Patrick looked up at Roger and said, "The reason why you are treating me today is to consult about how to take care of your baby in the future, right?"
At this time, Lisa and I were chatting with each other while sitting close to each other. Hearing Patrick's words, we turned to look at Roger in unison.
Looking a little embarrassed, Roger said with a smile, "Of course... Brother, I want to trouble you with one matter."
"You want a car from me."
Before Roger could open his mouth, Patrick spoke first.
Hearing this, Roger worshipped Patrick so much, "Yes. Brother, you really know me!"
Patrick asked first, "Which one do you want?"
Roger felt a little embarrassed and said, "Brother, those precious cars of yours are all limited-edition products globally. Lend either one of them to me. The one I will place at the forefront of the car parade has to be a luxurious one, glorifying me!"
That was true. Speaking of Patrick's car. I felt that I had seen a lot of them back and forth.
There was a special parking lot where Patrick would specifically park his cars on the minus second floor of the underground garage.
Several cars had been parked on the minus second floor of the underground garage alone.
Looking at Roger, Patrick understood what he meant. He curled up the corner of his lips slightly, took out something from his pocket, and put it on the pivoting plate of the table.
At a glance, I recognized that it was what Patrick had taken out from a drawer when he was about to leave home.
Taking a look at it, I found that it was a square car key.
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