Zion paused.
Wasn't he afraid?
He didn't feel afraid. On the contrary, he was a little nervous and worried. Otherwise, he wouldn't stand outside the door and eavesdrop all the time.
But how could he say that to Tristan?
Zion glanced at Tristan and was sure that Evangeline would not wake up for a while. He suddenly said, "Uncle, would you like to have a drink with me?"
"You threw my daughter into the military camp, and you still want to drink with me? Are you trying to stab me in the heart?"
Trsitan said in a depressed tone.
Although he knew that his daughter had been spoiled by him and that Zion and Evangeline had done the right thing, his heart ached for her.
Zion just looked at him, gave him a cold look, and then turned to leave.
Tristan felt a little guilty under his gaze, and his face was even a little hot.
Well, he didn't teach his daughter well.
He followed Zion to the living room. Zion had already opened a bottle of 1982 Lafite, which made Tristan a little excited.
"The Lafite in 1982 is not easy to buy. It's said that you have a lot of it here. Will you give me a bottle later?”
"Okay."
Zion didn't feel sorry for her. After that, he poured himself and Tristan a cup of wine.
"Uncle, how did you chase aunt at that time? I heard that the person she liked before seemed to be my father?"
"Bullshit!"
Tristan suddenly swore.
"You little kid, what nonsense are you listening to all day long? I'm the one your aunt likes, from beginning to end!"
Tristan's voice was so loud that it made people feel like he was trying to cover up something.
Zion twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and didn't argue with him about this question. Instead, he asked lightly, "How can you give a woman a sense of security?"
Only then did Tristan understand the reason why Zion had invited him to drink.
"Evangeline is a good girl. She has been able to follow you for so many years. She can even donate her kidney to you when you are in danger. You owe her just these two things. But I want to ask, is it because you want to repay her kindness..."
"No."
Zion was a little depressed.
Ever since everyone knew what Evangeline had done for him, they had been asking him if he had done it for the sake of paying back the debt of gratitude. However, would he give up his entire life in order to repay the debt of gratitude?
He really didn't know how to describe his feelings for Evangeline. Anyway, it was enough for him to understand.
Seeing Zion's expression, Tristan knew what he was thinking, so he smiled and said, "Look, your current expression is so dangerous that it would make one feel insecure."
"Hmm?"
Zion was a little confused.
Tristan took a sip of Lafite and said, "Even I think that you accepted Evangeline because of your kindness. What do you think Evangeline will think?"
His question made Zion frown tightly.
"I've already told her that I didn't do it because of my kindness."
"What's the use of saying it? Sometimes language is the most powerless explanation."
Zion was stunned again.
Why did he feel that this relationship was harder than signing a contract?
Seeing Zion's expression, Tristan knew that he didn't understand. He said in a low voice, "A woman's sense of security isn't what she says. It depends on your actions. Especially someone like Evangeline, who became your girlfriend with her kindness and attitude, you should be more patient, tolerate her, spoil her, and love her. Gradually, she will know your feelings."
"I haven't spoiled her enough?"
Zion was a little surprised.
When had he ever had a woman by his side?
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