Isabella Weaver blushed slightly and whispered, "They’re all here!"
Not just Johan Niles and Connor, Aunt Hart and Aunt Spring were also there. Being hugged by him in front of so many people made her a bit embarrassed.
Harry Hunter laughed heartily, holding Isabella and spinning her around twice: "Don’t mind them, they’re just air!"
Air Number One, Connor: "Ah, what a nice day! I didn’t see anything! My eyesight isn’t very good!"
Air Number Two, Johan Niles: "Why isn’t there thunder in the sky?"
Air Number Three and Four, Aunt Hart and Aunt Spring: "Why should there be thunder?"
Johan Niles: "So those who lie would be struck dead!"
Connor chased after him, "Co here! Make it clear, who do you want to be struck by lightning?!"
Johan Niles ran through Garden Estate laughing wildly: "Where is the heavenly thunder? Strike down the person chasing !"
Aunt Hart and Aunt Spring laughed at the two of them: "Aren’t they good brothers? How did they start fighting so soon?"
Johan Niles: "I’m not good brothers with him anymore. He’s shaless, abandoning to find a girlfriend!"
Connor: "I’m cutting him off, he’s just jealous I have a girlfriend!"
The villa was filled with joy, and the good atmosphere made everyone especially happy.
Harry Hunter held Isabella and teased, "Madam, we’ve got two silly sons in our house."
Isabella burst into laughter: "Are they the silly sons of the landlord?"
Johan Niles protested while running: "My last na is Niles, not Hunter! You two don’t take advantage of !"
Connor shouted as he chased: "If it’s ant to be it can’t be avoided, you’ll take my young master’s last na in the future! Son, don’t run!"
Johan Niles was so angry he almost fainted, but he couldn’t beat Connor, so he had to shout, "Who’s your son? You’re my son, call dad!"
Harry Hunter carried Isabella into the villa: "Madam, let’s forget it, let’s have our own two kids, these two don’t seem too bright."
...
The sky was getting dark, but the villa remained lively.
Johan Niles loved cooking, eagerly helping Aunt Hart and Aunt Spring prepare the ingredients, using it as an opportunity to show off his sword skills.
Watching the bustling kitchen, Connor suddenly rembered the day at Cora Ginger’s place, also so busy. He asked Harry Hunter: "Young Master, can I invite my girlfriend over for dinner?"
Harry Hunter, dressed entirely in new clothes bought by Isabella, asked Connor, "How do you like my clothes?"
"Very handso! They suit you perfectly! Young Madam has great taste!"
"Hmm, you can invite your girlfriend over for dinner."
Johan Niles poked his head out from the kitchen: "Connor, you always speak against your conscience, you’ll really get struck by lightning!"
Harry Hunter walked over: "There are too many people at ho today, not enough dishes, Johan Niles, go eat at your own house!"
"Boss, I think you’re especially handso today! When sister-in-law bought this sports outfit, I said it suited you perfectly. Look, it’s as if it were tailor-made for you, makes your legs look especially long, and the hoodie makes you look particularly young, you only look eighteen!"
Harry Hunter nodded indifferently: "Hmm, you can stay for dinner then."
Johan Niles, holding a large green onion, bowed solemnly: "Thank you, Boss, for the al!"
Connor looked at him with disdain: "You’d better not go out in rainy weather, or you’ll likely get struck by lightning!"
Johan Niles looked smug: "Hmph, can’t I just install a lightning rod?"
Connor didn’t want to talk to him anymore, turned around, and drove off to pick up Cora Ginger.
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