Chapter 901: Chapter 875 Life is Like a Play, All Depends on the Acting (Thanks to kateliu for the silver reward 48 more chapters) Chapter 901: Chapter 875 Life is Like a Play, All Depends on the Acting (Thanks to kateliu for the silver reward 48 more chapters) Amy Mother Plum Brown only had this thought, and Giorno said gently.
“My leg has been like this for three days, there’s a slight fracture, it’s not serious. It’ll be fine after a month, and it won’t affect walking. Olivia is just too worried about , that’s why she lost control of her emotions. I ca to have a look.”
Amy Mother Plum Brown looked towards Mario Yuno, and Camden imdiately understood.
“Yes, my mom checked it; the problem isn’t big. With the ancestral redy my mom uses to assist treatnt, he’ll be fine in a month, I guarantee he’ll be able to run and jump. Young people recover well, and his isn’t a comminuted fracture, so it won’t leave an impact.”
Busy to match with a smile, Amy Mother Plum Brown said, “Giorno, don’t take offense. I’ve spoiled this child, Olivia Plum Brown! Have you learned your lesson? Giorno ca all the way here with a fractured leg to see you, and you still played such a nasty joke on him. Co here and apologize to Giorno!”
Sure enough, being mixed up in the system, she spoke with considerable room for maneuver. This way, she implied that they should smooth things over and downplay the incident.
Originally, they were very pleased with Giorno as a son-in-law; how could they allow trouble right before the wedding?
A pair of parents, clever and crafty, were quite skilled at speaking tactfully and strategically in that kind of work environnt; yet, they gave birth to a child like Olivia, with a knight-errant’s chivalrous heart, who just wouldn’t take the hint.
“I won’t apologize! I don’t want to see him! Do whatever you like! Daniel Johnson ‘Wealthy and Honorable’, stop bothering and get out of my house!” Olivia coldly pointed at the door as she spoke.
“Ah!” Amy Brown clutched her temple, she was going to faint from anger.
“Auntie, don’t be angry. Olivia is just in a bad mood right now, and you shouldn’t take what she says seriously. Sotis she’s like a kid, speaking childishly, but she’ll be fine after it passes.”
“That’s right, just being childish.” Seeing that Giorno didn’t seem to care and intended not to agree to a breakup, Amy Brown was very relieved.
“Isn’t Uncle still in the Hospital? Let’s go, I’ll take you there, and I can see my uncle, too,” Mario Yuno said just in ti.
Amy Brown smiled apologetically to Kiara and Mario Yuno, “I’m sorry you had to witness this spectacle; this child just likes to throw temper tantrums like a little kid. You’ve gone to a lot of trouble for her, Kiara. Living with her must have caused you concern, hasn’t it?”
Kiara was not rely Mario Yuno’s daughter-in-law; Amy Brown knew Kiara was Daniel Johnson ‘Wealthy and Honorable”s younger step-sister. From another perspective, she was equivalent to Olivia’s future Aunt. Amy Brown had gathered so side information; Kiara was a woman with considerable ability, whereas Kiara’s mother, Olivia’s future mother-in-law, was very easygoing.
How astute Amy Brown was! Knowing that building a good relationship with Kiara would spare Olivia future trouble, she imdiately ward up.
If Kiara hadn’t had experiences from a past life and seen much of the world, she might have been moved by this enthusiastic attitude.
“It’s no trouble at all. Olivia is really good normally, and we’re very happy together. My mom really likes her, and so does Uncle Liao Walker. She definitely won’t suffer if she marries into our family.”
Kiara spoke with a grace and warmth similar to Amy Brown’s, uttering words that were rely formalities of civility; masters of their craft understand each other without words. Kiara said exactly what Amy Brown wanted to hear.
“Auntie, I’d like to talk to Olivia. Please tell Uncle we’ll be there a little later.”
“Don’t co at all, what ti is it? You should just sleep here tonight; we’ll find a place.” Amy Brown understood the implication behind Giorno’s words; he wanted to have a private talk with Olivia.
So Kiara and Mario Yuno left with Amy Brown, leaving Giorno and Olivia alone. Olivia was upset and constantly shedding tears, which Giorno wiped away. After she finished crying, he continued to wipe them.
“Alright, stop crying. Your eyes are all swollen.”
“Mind your own business!”
“If I don’t care for you, who will? Aren’t you my daughter-in-law?”
Daughter-in-law was the first ti Giorno had used the term, hearing this made Olivia blush, and her tears fell even harder, now with audible sobs.
Who could give up such a wonderful man? He was really especially good to her.
But she was going to bring calamity to her whole family, woo hoo!
“Is it because your Master said again that your fate is harmful?” His fingers gently swept across her cheek. Olivia looked at him in surprise, her eyes wide with confusion, as if to ask how he knew.
This inability to conceal emotions let Giorno know he had guessed correctly.
“You little fool, we were so happy, and suddenly you’re making trouble; other than your Master provoking you again, what other reason could there be?”
“But, but what if I were tempted to cheat?”
“Impossible. I understand you.”
His words nearly drove her to tears again.
Stop being so gentle; she almost cursed her entire family!
“I know what you’re worried about. I’ve thought it over, and this is the only way to fight your fears. Look, I brought the magic weapon.”
Kiara, with tears blurring her vision, looked at him bewildered.
Before her, Giorno proudly pulled out a selection of quotes from a great personage from the plastic bag he brought!
This book must be so unsold; by the faded cover, it’s a wonder Kiara could even find it.
With Olivia’s perplexed gaze upon him, Giorno solemnly flipped open the book and began to read aloud with earnest.
“Feudal superstition is unacceptable!”
“Uh…” Olivia was completely at a loss.
Brother! She’s hurting here, could you stop making a joke out of life?
Giorno, unaware of the humor, continued to read.
“Materialists do not believe in ghosts and gods!”
He went on, his voice loud and clear. If Olivia didn’t stop him, he would keep going.
“Giorno, what are you really trying to say?”
“Let the great leader’s light illuminate your confused soul. This is the faith of us materialists!” Giorno raised the book in his hand, full of righteous vigor.
“Co on! Open your eyes and see, in the next fifty years, whether you can curse to death or not! After your father’s surgery is done, let’s get the certificate right away. Under the great leader’s illumination, no crooked or evil path can affect !”
After Giorno finished speaking, he suddenly pulled out a pair of scissors from under the chair and plunged it into his leg, liquid instantly soaking his black pants!
Olivia was so frightened she nearly fainted.
“Giorno, let see your leg wound.”
“You have to promise you won’t stop seeing , and no matter what I do, you can’t be angry with !”
“Okay, I won’t be angry. Just let see it quickly. Please, don’t let it be an artery you’ve hit!”
Olivia was still concerned about this. Seeing Giorno could no longer hide it, he let her look. Trembling, she reached to touch it, expecting blood—but—
“What’s this?”
Since when did blood beco clear?
“The water bag burst… Olivia! You see, you are my lucky goddess! Because you’re by my side, even though I stabbed down, I hit the plaster and not the flesh! Who says you bring bad luck?”
“…I’m not as hard as plaster!” Was he purposely teasing her?
“If you still don’t believe, break up with one more ti. Next ti, I won’t stab plaster, I’ll do it while you’re with !”
“Have you gone mad? Why would you stab it for no reason!”
“Isn’t all human troubles self-inflicted? Why would you hurt my heart for no reason? If you didn’t, we would still be fine!”
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