Chapter 914: Chapter 914: Fourth Uncle, I really don’t know anything!_1 Chapter 914: Chapter 914: Fourth Uncle, I really don’t know anything!_1 Lyke Zhekova: “…”
He always feels like the little guy is doing it on purpose.
Did this little fellow figure sothing out?
Lyke Zhekova was puzzled.
He had rely driven Peggy Lewis ho.
What could the little one have figured out from that?
Peggy Lewis hadn’t spent much ti with the little guy during today’s competition.
Now they et again, and Peggy Lewis didn’t want to let the little one go.
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“Peggy, co in,” the Old Madam called out warmly.
“Old Madam,” Peggy greeted, “Old Master.”
The Old Madam put on a stern face and said, “Why are you still keeping things so formal?
Didn’t you just call nicely on the phone?”
Peggy thought to herself that she was neglectful just now.
She regarded the old woman as an ordinary elderly person and naturally called her Grandmother, didn’t she?
It was a habit.
After hanging up the phone, however, Peggy realized sothing.
As the matriarch of the Zhekova family, it seed inappropriate to call her Grandmother directly.
To her surprise, the Old Madam didn’t seem to mind at all.
Instead, she felt that Peggy was being too polite.
Following the Old Madam’s lead, Peggy politely responded: “Grandmother.”
Lyke Zhekova: “…”
Could the Old Madam actually bla him?
He didn’t think the Old Madam was that clever either.
Lyke Zhekova coughed casually.
Hoping that the Old Madam would rember that their age difference was slightly off.
The Old Madam didn’t seem to recall.
She just lead Peggy to co in and sit down.
Peggy greeted all the elders one by one, then turned her eyes to Cindy Clarke.
Among everyone here, she is most acquainted with Cindy.
When the Old Madam asked her to take a seat, Peggy naturally sat next to Cindy.
Lyke Zhekova glanced around and saw that there was no seat next to Peggy Lewis.
And even if there was, for him to just go and sit there would be sowhat abrupt, it would be strange.
At this point, except for Gabriel Zhekova’s family and the Third Old Master Zhekova, everyone was here.
The Old Master and Old Madam had not inford Gabriel Zhekova’s family at all.
They didn’t even like Cindy, let alone now with the addition of Peggy Lewis.
They surely wouldn’t like her either.
Having them co over would only ruin the atmosphere and serve no other purpose.
Thus, the Old Master and Old Madam kept quiet.
Besides, Gabriel Zhekova’s family didn’t even co to watch Cindy’s competition.
Why invite them for a al separately?
It would just be a waste of ti!
As for the Third Old Master Zhekova, his legs and feet were not in the best condition.
Otherwise, the Third Old Master Zhekova would have certainly co.
Lyke Zhekova thought for a while and finally sat across from Peggy Lewis.
As soon as he lifted his head, he could see her.
The position wasn’t bad.
It also wouldn’t interrupt Cindy and Peggy’s conversation.
Before Peggy could ask, Cindy said, “Don’t worry about , I’m really fine now.”
“From the end of the competition till now, there have been so many people at ho keeping company and chatting with about various topics, engaging in conversation.
I have already moved on from the mood I was in during the competition,” Cindy told Peggy.
“Besides, Adrian wouldn’t just watch get bullied.
He still needs to help vent,” said Cindy, “The competition is over, the result can’t be changed.
Dwelling on the past will only upset and worry everyone else who cares about .”
“So, in my case, the incident is already over and it hasn’t affected .
Even though I didn’t win any awards, the fans recognize , and that’s enough,” said Cindy.
Peggy knew Cindy well, just as Cindy knew her.
From the looks of it, Cindy really doesn’t care about it anymore.
Peggy sighed with relief.
In the end, she felt that the decision to co over was the right one.
She felt assured only upon seeing Cindy with her own eyes.
Otherwise, she would have been so worried that she wouldn’t have been able to sleep well when she got ho.
At this ti, dinner was ready.
Aunt Evans ca out to announce it, and everyone went to the dining room together.
The dining table was round, and the seating was naturally arranged according to seniority.
There was no deliberate arrangent, but everyone understood the unspoken arrangent.
As a guest and the junior among them, Peggy thought she’d just wait for everyone to sit down first, and then she would take the remaining seat.
After all, even if she couldn’t sit next to Cindy, she would probably end up sitting next to the little one.
Both were comfortable choices.
Maverick Zhekova and Victoria Wheeler sat to the left of the Old Master while his right side was occupied by the Old Madam.
To the right of the Old Madam sat Jayden Zhekova and Aria Evans.
Originally according to seniority, it should have been Lyke Zhekova sitting next to Aria Evans, then Samson Zhekova.
But Samson Zhekova was particularly insightful tonight and sat directly next to Aria Evans, causing Lyke Zhekova to sit down next to him.
As for Adrian Zhekova and Cindy, they naturally those seats next to Victoria Wheeler.
The little guy sat next to Cindy.
In this way, the empty seat was right between the little guy and Lyke Zhekova.
Upon seeing this, the Old Madam thought the seating arrangent was excellent.
Although nothing had been said in advance, everyone had a mutual understanding of where to sit.
Everyone’s mutual understanding was so strong that they placed Lyke Zhekova and Peggy Lewis together.
The little guy was sitting there, obviously eager.
Cindy quietly nudged the little fellow as a warning not to be too naughty.
Thus, Peggy ended up sitting with Lyke Zhekova.
Aunt Evans prepared tonight’s dinner.
Aunt Evans’ cooking skills may not be comparable to Cindy, but they were great nonetheless.
Moreover, she had learned quite a bit from Cindy and had improved her cooking skills.
The Old Madam said to Peggy, “Don’t be a stranger with us, we’re all family.”
Peggy didn’t dwell on what the Old Madam said, she just smiled and agreed.
After a few bites, the Old Madam asked Peggy, “Peggy, how old are you this year?”
“I’m 27,” said Peggy.
The Old Madam calculated the numbers, and found Peggy’s age difference with Lyke Zhekova wasn’t large.
10 years wasn’t a problem.
However, the Old Madam still said: “Oh my, our Samson is 27 too, you two are of the sa age, which month is your birthday?”
Upon hearing this, Lyke Zhekova wondered what was the Old Madam implying?
Was she suddenly trying to matchmake Samson Zhekova and Peggy Lewis now?
Lyke Zhekova instinctively glanced at Samson Zhekova.
Samson Zhekova was holding a milk bun.
The milk bun was very soft, when you tear it apart, there was hot, steamy sesa filling inside.
Just the sll was irresistibly delicious.
At the mont Lyke Zhekova looked over, Samson Zhekova had just stuffed half a milk bun into his mouth.
The warm sesa filling made him grunt.
Upon hearing what the Old Madam said and being looked at by Lyke Zhekova, Samson Zhekova was imdiately overwheld.
He wanted to explain, but his mouth was full and the bun was still burning hot, he couldn’t speak.
Samson Zhekova was so flustered his face turned red.
“Eat slowly,” Lyke Zhekova picked up Samson’s cup of Coke and passed it over to him.
Samson Zhekova: “…”
He felt even more alard, didn’t he?
Since when has his Fourth Uncle been so considerate?!
Samson Zhekova took the Coke, but didn’t take a sip.
Coke with a milk bun, wouldn’t it be unbearably sweet?!
After finally swallowing half of the milk bun, he imdiately shook his head at Lyke Zhekova and whispered, “Fourth Uncle, I really know nothing!”
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