"Dad, Mom!"
Mango heard Queena's and Dennis's voices and was overjoyed.
"Why are you here? Is it okay for you to come here?"
Because of Tristan's matter, Mango was cautious and didn't even dare to tell Dennis. Now that she saw them here, he couldn't help but worry.
After Queena came in, she poked Mango's head and said with a smile, "You're so capable now, aren't you? How dare you hide from your dad and me and help Tristan with this. Don't you know how your dad and I felt then?"
"I hid it from you guys just in case. I'm not hiding it from you on purpose. Trust me, dad."
Mango quickly explained as she was afraid that they would not believe it.
Tristan smiled and said, "I have already told Uncle Dennis and Aunt Queena. So it's alright, isn't it, Uncle Dennis?"
Dennis looked at Tristan, who was so protective of Mango and felt a sense of comfort. He smiled and said, "It's a good thing that this ended well. It's good that now he is considered as the real Tristan. Too bad we can't hold a ceremony to officially add him into the ancestry."
"The ceremony is not important. Being together is the most important thing."
Tristan laughed as he said this and was pretty open about this.
"You still know that your family is the most important? Your wife and parents don't even know that you're still alive. You should think about how you're going to explain this to them."
Dennis's words made Tristan look awful.
It was only now that Mango thought of the haunted incident. She couldn't help but smile and say, "Tristan, you're in trouble. It's true, believe me."
"Are you cursing me too?"
Tristan was a little frustrated.
Nathaniel finally pulled Mango back into his arms and said indifferently, "Priscilla would probably arrive here in a while. She always thought you were dead. Yet you suddenly gave her a birthday gift, which was something that only you two knew about. You thought it would be a surprise, but to her, it was terrifying. She even told us not long ago that she was haunted. You should think about how to explain this to your wife."
After saying that, Nathaniel held Mango in his arms and went to sat at the sofa with his parents-in-law.
The corner of Tristan's mouth twitched, and he was a little anxious.
From the moment he found out about his blood, he had hidden it from Priscilla. If he were to explain everything from the start, he would need at least three days and nights.
What should he do?
Would his wife listen to him?
At the thought of Priscilla's temper, Tristan lost his confidence at once.
"No, Mango, Nathaniel, please help me think of a way. You can't leave me alone now."
Tristan then sat down beside them and looked at them pitifully.
Nathaniel always felt that Tristan calling him that endearingly was unpleasing to him.
"Nathaniel?"
"Oh, no, Mr. Ye, as long as you give me an advice, I will call you whatever you want."
Tristan's attitude changed quickly. It seemed that he was pretty desperate in regards to his wife.
Nathaniel was finally satisfied. He motioned with his finger and whispered, "There's nothing you can't solve between a husband and wife with sleeping together. If once is not enough, then do it twice."
After saying that, he raised his eyebrows at Tristan and then went to get some drinks for Queena and Dennis.
Tristan felt that it was his lost to have called Nathaniel so respectfully just now.
"F*ck, is this also a strategy?"
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