In the end, the farce between Wayne and Chris finally came to an end when Mrs. Ashwell stepped in to stop it.
"——You two have grown up so much, don't let me worry about everything."
Under the mother's disgusted gaze, the two shook hands and made peace.
"It was Wayne who provoked me first."
Chris looked at him with a hateful look, as if she wanted to bite a piece of meat from him.
"I'm sorry!" Wayne apologized sincerely and shamefully.
"Chris, it's your turn!" Ashwell glanced at her daughter with a warning look in her eyes.
Biting her lip, Chris whispered vaguely: "I'm sorry."
It sounds very insincere upon hearing it.
"Okay, now that both people have realized their mistakes, this matter is over." Mrs. Ashwell said fairly and impartially, "No one is allowed to be entangled in it anymore, do you hear me?"
However, judging from Chris's expression, she was not convinced at all by this result.
Wayne stopped as soon as he saw the opportunity, lest Chris would be so angry that he would never pay attention to him again.
"Actually, this is all my fault. Mother, you don't have to worry about us. Chris and I were just having fun for a while." He explained carelessly.
If the two people were making too much noise and attracted Mrs. Ashwell, and she happened to see the classic scene where Chris was "teaching" Wayne, this would have been just an ordinary fight for the two of them. It's just a joke.
"Wayne, you don't have to speak for Chris."
Ashwell didn't believe the excusing words from Wayne's mouth at all, "Chris has always been willful and willful. We can no longer pamper her."
Chris pursed her lips when she heard this, feeling a little sad when her mother said it.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Wayne quickly held her hand and pulled her away from the current environment: "Ahem...it's getting late. I'll take Chris back to rest first! I wish you a good dream tonight!"
With the help of his always good image in the eyes of parents, Wayne successfully brought her out of Mrs. Ashwell's sight.
However, as soon as the two of them returned upstairs, Chris shook off his hand.
"Are you satisfied now? You will be the good guy, and I will be the bad guy!" She accused angrily.
But probably to avoid being heard by Mother again, the volume was deliberately kept low.
Wayne could understand that she must be in a bad mood now, and patiently comforted her: "I promise! I will definitely be on the same side with you no matter what. If you are a good person, I will be a good person, and if you are a bad person, I will be a bad person."
Hearing him clarify his position without hesitation, Chris lowered her eyelids and was silent for a moment.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have said that to you."
She rubbed her face, "...I'm tired, you should go to bed early."
Watching Chris' slightly tired figure disappear into the darkness, there was a dull sound of the door closing, followed by an unspeakable silence that filled the empty corridor.
Wayne suddenly felt that he had done too many things wrong.
Maybe it’s because my desire for singing during the day was not satisfied, or maybe it’s because I’ve been too complacent with my feelings recently...
Why does singing ceremony suddenly pop into my mind even at that time?
He closed his eyes and sighed softly.
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weekend.
According to the address he got from asking around, Wayne finally found the location of Starfish Dessert Shop.
Compared with the several stores he had accompanied Chris to before, the location of this store was relatively less prosperous, but the size of the store and the flow of customers were not much at all. The overall decoration style is very marine, with many starfish-style decorations dotted around the store name sign.
I don't know if it was because the clothes were obviously more expensive, but as soon as Wayne walked through the door, a clerk greeted him with a warm smile.
"Welcome, do you want it made fresh or make a reservation?"
Wayne looked around casually and found that this dessert shop had more than one floor, and there were some customers consuming upstairs.
"Is your boss here? I want to negotiate a long-term supply contract with him."
He took out the business card he had specially asked for at the Lily Club picnic two days ago and showed it in front of the clerk.
However, the clerk's first reaction when he saw the business card was not quite right. "Ah, here comes another one."
Wayne raised his eyebrows: "Why is there another one?"
Realizing that his words were rude, the clerk smiled awkwardly: "Ah hahaha, it's actually nothing. It's just that a customer just came to our boss with a VIP voucher...Guest, please follow me, our store manager's office It’s upstairs.”
Wayne was a little surprised when he heard this.
Could it be that he is someone with the same philosophy as him?
At this time, he was quite carefree, as if he was here for a visit, and he was completely unaware that he was facing the risk of competition.
But when he followed the clerk into the store manager's office, the curious look on his face suddenly stopped.
I saw the person sitting safely in the middle of the reception chair. Who else could he be if he wasn't Song Li?
Hearing the movement at the door, Geli also turned around.
Their eyes met, and the room was quiet.
"Ouch! It turns out to be Master Wayne!" The middle-aged man on the other side of the conference table saw the person coming and quickly stood up to greet him.
The reason why Starfish Dessert Shop was able to participate in the Lily Party dinner last time was because Wayne sent an invitation to him in the name of the president. For this reason alone, the store manager Heywood couldn't help but appreciate it.
Being interrupted by his rash words, Wayne naturally looked away from Ge Li.
"Mr. Heywood. I'm here uninvited today. I hope I won't disturb your business." He said with a hint.
"No! No!" Heywood denied repeatedly and welcomed Wayne to his seat.
The small office was suddenly divided into three camps.
"This Miss Kali has just arrived here not long ago. You two should know each other, right?" the middle-aged store manager asked with a smile.
Seeing that Ge Li was silent for a long time without answering, Wayne had no choice but to jump out and smooth things over.
"Of course we know each other, we are both members of the Lily Club." He tidied the buttons on his cuffs reservedly.
Before the store manager could proceed with the next part of the conversation, Songli asked bluntly: "So - store manager, what's your answer?"
"You just need to answer me, whether to sell or not to sell."
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Only then did Wayne realize that what he had temporarily joined might not be a good situation.
Heywood's face looked a little ugly.
"Miss Songli! I have always respected your father's ability and intelligence, but this does not mean that we have to give in because of your superior family background."
"Are you dissatisfied with the price?" Song Li was unmoved, "You can set an acceptable target price yourself."
