Stanley Batton quickly walked to his car.
As soon as he entered, a cold breeze blew into the car.
Zack Cassidy, who had fallen asleep in the driver’s seat, slowly opened his eyes.
Quickly, Zack pushed his golden-framed glasses up his nose-bridge. After checking the time, he glanced at the rearview mirror to look at the aristocratic man in the backseat.
“Fifth Master, has the young madam been teaching you about Chinese medicine the whole time?” Zack asked with a look of disbelief.
“Yeah,” Stanley answered.
“And you sat there like a good boy and listened to her the entire time?” Zack was beginning to wonder if he was in a dream.
Zack found it hard to picture Fifth Master sitting next to his wife like a studious child.
When did he become this obedient?
“Do you have a problem with that?” Stanley asked as he raised his brows and looked at Zack’s face through the rearview mirror.
Zack immediately felt a chill down his spine.
“No. I wouldn’t dare. I was just curious. What did the young madam teach you?” He asked.
“Look-smell-ask-cut.” Stanley slowly closed his eyes as he rubbed his forehead.
“How did a man who dealt with a host of problems every day listen quietly to someone for this long?” Zack asked daringly before he turned on the engine.
Zack was beginning to find all this increasingly magical.
“You speak too much,” Stanley commented coldly.
“…” Zack took a deep breath and kept his mouth shut out of fear.
“Oh, right. Mr. President seemed a little unhappy today that you refused to attend his state banquet,” Zack said.
“Tell him I will visit him personally soon,” Stanley said calmly.
“I already told it. He said that he will be having a family party tonight at his place. He invited you over,” Zack said.
“Postpone it,” Stanley said without hesitation.
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