Chapter 1577: Chapter 1549: Are You Seriously Joking?
Mario Yuno cleared his throat and said to Kiara.
“Have you been taking good care of yourself? With the competition pressure being so intense, have you listened to any prenatal music to ease your mood? You’re not alone now, so you must pay attention to your body. Don’t let the baby in your belly feel uncomfortable, okay? When we get ho, Husband needs to carry out a thorough ‘inspection’—”
Kiara was initially focusing on listening but as he continued, his words beca less and less appropriate, and by the end, they even seed a bit risqué…
“Camden Yuno, can’t you ever be serious!” Kiara almost laughed out of exasperation; wasn’t he capable of being handso for more than three seconds? Does he not care about the occasion when joking around?
“Daughter-in-law, I just want to tell you, in the third round, just compete as you wish. Win or lose, it doesn’t matter. Even if you lose, I, your husband, can still bring the person back.”
That was what Mario Yuno truly wanted to express.
Had he co rely to be held hostage, to show his love for his daughter-in-law?
Of course, those were so of the reasons.
But they were not the main point.
The main point was, he wanted to use his strength to show his daughter-in-law that she hadn’t chosen the wrong person, that the man she chose was capable of helping her achieve everything.
By now, Kiara’s team had already survived the first two rounds under her leadership. In this final round, Mario Yuno sent Kiara a significant signal: to compete freely and to let herself go without reservations.
Kiara sensed there was a subtext to his words, she felt all the earlier banter was just to mislead others, and those final words about competing as she wished and not caring about winning or losing seed to reveal sothing.
Kiara wanted to ask more, but Mario Yuno didn’t give her the chance.
“Daughter-in-law, rember all those great tis we’ve had playing gas at ho. Hurry and finish the match quickly, go ho, wash up, and once you’ve soaked until you’re fragrant, I’ll return.”
With that, Mario Yuno hung up the phone.
Kiara pondered over the few sentences he had said.
Mario Yuno was never serious, and he enjoyed making colored jokes with her, but he wouldn’t be so reckless as to speak nonsense at such a mont. Knowing she was worried about her dad at this ti, why would he say a bunch of seemingly irrelevant things?
Kiara tried hard to analyze, seeking to find sothing valuable from Mario Yuno’s few words.
He ntioned, those beautiful tis playing gas at ho… What did we play at ho?
Images of various colored scenes of the two of them playfully engaging at ho involuntarily popped into Kiara’s head, like this balcony with the evening sky far away, the sofa in the living room being a challenging place, the bathroom floor exceptionally slippery, rocking poses a risk—wait, not this.
Kiara shook her head, removing the inappropriate segnts from her thoughts.
Apart from those, what she and Mario Yuno played most often were those gas where they would leave textual hints for each other and then find the answers.
Camden said it didn’t matter if you win or lose; could this be the hint he was giving?
Why did it not matter whether you won or lost? Was it because Camden was confident he could bring Dad back, or did he already know of Dad’s whereabouts at this mont?
Nevertheless, the fact that Mario Yuno could say things like ‘it doesn’t matter if you win or lose’ and ‘let yourself go and play freely’ ant that the risk at this mont must have been within Camden’s control.
There must be soone secretly keeping watch, Camden couldn’t speak too directly, so he discreetly gave Kiara a hint.
As Kiara considered Mario Yuno’s textual hints, her hands did not stop moving. She opened her LV bucket bag with a serious expression, more focused than she had been during Spencer Tatum’s match, making it hard not for Fox Cat and Third Brother to think she was preparing to find the ultimate weapon.
Could Mrs. Kiara have so secret weapon?!
All they saw was Kiara leisurely pulling out an… insulated barrel?
Yes, it indeed was an insulated barrel, not a cup, thick in the body but not tall, appearing quite mini and cute; Mrs. Kiara took out the barrel and amidst their surprised expressions, she poured out…
“This kind of dicinal chicken soup is excellent for pregnant won. Our traditional Chinese dicine practitioner tailored it for us, and it tastes pretty good. It’s not at all hard to drink, there’s even a faint dicinal scent, and it has great nourishing effects. When I’m feeling exhausted, I drink so and I don’t know if it’s a placebo effect or what, but after a while, I feel a warmth throughout my body.”
Kiara even took the ti to explain it to the two people.
“You’re drinking this now…” Fox Cat sounded a bit weak. What ti was it and she still had the mind to educate them on chicken soup?
Third Brother was different from him; he dipped his finger in it, sniffed it under his nose, and quickly nad a few herbal ingredients, to which Kiara nodded.
Quite the connoisseur, huh.
“Alright, it’s okay for a pregnant woman to drink. It must have been made according to your constitution. Where did you find this traditional Chinese dicine practitioner?”
“My husband found him for , yeah. His family has extensive connections. Third Brother, have you thought about your future path? Once we cure Our Ho’s Old Man, you shouldn’t be running around anymore. How about staying with ? Nowadays, everyone is afraid of dying. We could make a fortune selling dicated diets, combined with the hypnotic charm training that Fox Cat and I have.”
“If I ran off with you, Eldest Brother would kill .”
“You don’t have to be full-ti. Being a technical consultant for us shouldn’t be a problem, right?”
“That’s true…”
“Hey!” Fox Cat couldn’t listen anymore and interrupted them.
“Foxie, don’t be impatient. It’s not that I’m being petty and denying you the soup, but this is for nourishing pregnant won, and n shouldn’t drink it.” Kiara was dead serious about it.
“Did I even bring that up?” Fox Cat weakly protested.
There was so little ti left. How could she be so calm? Why wasn’t she discussing the mysterious third round with everyone and instead was bringing up pregnancy nourishnt soup?
“I’ve got a handle on the competition, you guys don’t need to worry.” Kiara dropped this line and stopped talking about the competition-related issues; she seriously began drinking her soup.
It wasn’t as good as the one made by her husband. She hoped that by this ti tomorrow he would be able to co back.
“What did Edward Wheeler tell you?” Fox Cat asked.
Kiara nodded, and just as Fox Cat and Third Brother felt a little relieved, they heard Kiara add sothing.
“However, it seems I didn’t quite grasp his point…”
Fox Cat really felt like spitting blood.
You didn’t understand and haven’t fully grasped his point, and you’re already relaxed?
Kiara leisurely finished the last sip of her soup, elegantly wiping the corner of her mouth.
“But I trust him. If he says it’s fine, then it certainly will be fine,” she expressed.
If she wins, it will be an impressive feat to bring the person back.
If she loses, it’s likely only a loss of face, but Camden would still bring the person back.
“Did Anna Peaceful Bridge Collins give you the courage?”
“No, it cos from the power of Edward Wheeler’s love. The words I say, my husband believes unconditionally; likewise, whatever my husband says, I also believe unconditionally.”
They were supposed to be earnestly discussing the competition, yet here she was, being hit in the heart with a dose of dog food.
Fox Cat was very serious about their discussion, but this couple was so maddeningly in love. With the situation so urgent, she still had the mood to flaunt her happiness?
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