Chapter 164: Regarding the Matter of Finding One’s Father
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Military Training Went Quiet in the Morning: “In his list of people he follows, everyone is from the Big Eight families, except for Cain Velman.”
Deceptive Words: “My gosh, what’s going on here? Am I the only one who can sll a gossip coming?”
Li Cat Honey: “Actually, it’s pretty understandable. Cain Velman is, after all, the number one pick among the public contestants, and his 8.0 level score is only
0.5 points lower than the 10th place contestant in the Pingla Academy. For Adrian Zhekova, he should be considered a talent, so he would definitely follow him.”
Shallow mories 1128: “But he’s not following any other head chefs, like the one from Quire.”
City of Ti: “Nonsense, they’re already fish in his own pond, so why follow them? Of course, he’ll follow the ones that aren’t in his pond yet.”
Autumn Lover: “As it turns out, Adrian Zhekova is a big flirt.”
Seeing the comnts from her fans, Cindy Clarke couldn’t help but laugh.
How did the conversation end up making Adrian Zhekova sound like one of those scumbag n?
However, the comnts from her fans did remind her.
Cindy quickly checked Adrian Zhekova’s list of people he follows.
He really did follow her.
It would be bad if she didn’t follow back now.
So, Cindy promptly followed Adrian Zhekova as well.
Morgan Zhekova only sleeps at 9 pm on weekends.
Usually, she goes to bed between 8 and 8:30 pm because she has to wake up early the next day.
Today, she stayed up until now, which was already 9 pm, just to wait for Cindy’s results.
Now that Cindy’s results were out, Morgan sprawled on the couch and said wearily, “Cindy, now that you got in, I can finally relax.”
Trying not to laugh, Cindy said, “You can relax, so you can go to bed now, right? You have to get up early tomorrow.”
Morgan really couldn’t hold on any longer, so she yawned widely, her short little hand covering her mouth but not quite able to hide it.
Then, holding Cindy’s hand, she stumbled sleepily back to the bedroom. After lying down, Morgan’s chubby little hands grasped the blanket softly, and she asked with a drowsy face, “Cindy, when will your next competition start?”
“Next Friday. We’ll have a week of rest and then proceed to the knockout rounds,” Cindy replied.
Morgan’s eyes lit up imdiately: “Can I go and watch?”
Cindy thought for a mont and said, “It’s fine for you to go and watch; you just need to take the day off on Friday. But I don’t feel comfortable with you being alone in the stands.”
“You can’t ask your godmother, Laughing Cloud, to take ti off from work to go with you, can you?” Cindy shook her head. “If no one can accompany you, then it’s not allowed.’
“I’ll be fine on my own!” Morgan said imdiately. “I’ll just sit quietly in the stands.”
“No can do; your credit score is now zero,” Cindy said sternly. “You snuck out of the nursery without telling before, and you hid the fact that you got into a fight. When I went to deliver a al to the Pingla Group last ti, you followed and promised that you wouldn’t run away. But as soon as I turned my head, you were gone.”
By the ti she found him again, the little guy had already latched onto Adrian Zhekova’s thigh.
The little guy sure knew how to pick them. When it ca to finding a father, he was surprisingly accurate.
“How can I trust that you won’t run away again?” Cindy asked. The little one pouted, “Then… then, I’ll think of another way myself.” Cindy suddenly felt a headache coming on.
What if she didn’t let him go and he sneaked out of the nursery again?
The little guy was definitely bold enough to try sothing like that.
For the first ti, Cindy felt that having a smart and clever child was also quite a headache..
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