"..."
Wayne was wondering in his mind, could this Miss Yona be planning to let him bribe her?
If someone had never had any friendship with Song Li, it might actually be possible for him to fall into this trap.
However, given her relationship with Geli, does she need to be a middleman to get in the way if she wants to meet?
So he said perfunctorily: "Yeah, it seems that Miss Songli values you very much."
"Of course!"
Seeing that Wayne didn't take any further action, Yuna frowned, a little doubting whether he really didn't understand her hint. "I heard that a new product launched by a dessert shop in Wangdu has been very popular recently, and I happen to have some time this weekend—"
She pretended to mention it casually.
"Ah, I'm so sorry." Wayne couldn't hold it any longer, "I can't spare any time here. Since Song Li is very busy now, it's better not to disturb her."
He said as he walked out, "Excuse me, please do it yourself..."
Absolutely amazing! No matter how you look at it, you shouldn't be the kind of person who is easy to fool. Have you gone too far in pretending to be innocent and ignorant?
If he really listened to her words, it would obviously be a complete tragedy.
"Hey, hey!" Yuna shouted angrily from behind, but Wayne ignored it.
…
In the next few days, everyone has been busy arranging the Teacher's Day performance.
Wayne had to worry about manpower, space, and funds, so that he rarely had time to care about the passage of time.
It was Chris who reminded Wayne first that the weekend was here again.
"Didn't you agree that Tasia and I would go visit Marquis O'Neill's children this week?" Even Wayne was stunned when she suddenly mentioned this matter.
After being surprised, he slapped his forehead suddenly.
"I almost forgot about it because I was so busy. I still had time to prepare for the danger."
Chrissy was curled up on the sofa chair, flipping through a book. "Have you made an appointment with Tasia? I haven't heard you mention it yet."
"We have an appointment. One day when I go to the library to return books..." After putting away the various materials spread out on the table, Wayne took out another blank piece of letter paper from the side.
"Since Tasia has agreed, there will be no problem. We can just go directly to her bakery tomorrow and pick her up. On the other hand, Marquis O'Neill, according to etiquette, should submit the invitation in advance."
The only thing the trustee can do is send a letter of greetings.
"Just because Tasia can't refuse her friends' requests, don't ignore her inconvenience and force her to cooperate." Chris put the book in her hand back on the shelf and walked behind Wayne to poke her head.
"Although every time we go to see her, she says she is free, but in fact Tasia has a lot of other things to do, so it's not that convenient, right?"
Seeing that she looked like she wanted to see what she had written, Wayne simply turned around and opened his right arm to her, revealing his legs together.
He raised his chin and motioned for her to sit up.
Chrissie first looked at his face in astonishment, then moved her eyes down to look at his legs, and her cheeks suddenly turned a light pink.
"You...if you want to write a letter, write it well! Don't look at me!"
She forcibly grabbed Wayne's neck from behind and turned his face to face the front.
But the intimate touch between the two of them, their skin completely attached, was warm and intriguing, making it difficult for Wayne to concentrate.
"I can't hug you if I want to, but you can hug me if you want. What's the point?" He laughed.
"Anyway, no matter what," she said forcefully, and in embarrassment she held her hands tighter than before.
"Hey, please be gentle! Are you trying to murder your husband?" Wayne exaggeratedly tugged at the slender arms that locked his throat.
Chris was so angry that he wanted to be beaten.
"Hmph, I'm too lazy to care about you." After saying that, she wanted to turn around and leave.
Seeing the moment when she turned her back, Wayne pulled her into his arms.
"It doesn't matter. Even if you ignore me, wouldn't it be nice if I took care of you?"
——In the end, Chris sat on his lap.
After being unable to break away from his grip for a long time, Chrissy finally gave up her resistance and lay down softly.
Wayne did nothing else but put his chin on top of her head, forcing her and him to think hard about the warm but unfamiliar polite words.
"Wow, it's so difficult~"
She didn't mention a few words as a reference, then she gave up on herself and buried her face into Wayne's chest, and began to pretend to be dead.
Wayne reluctantly picked up the pen and continued writing. Fortunately, the letter did not need to be too long, and it was completed before long. "Go and give this to the butler for me and ask him to deliver it to Marquis O'Neill's house tonight. Is this okay?"
Chris said "Oh" and pushed out the door while holding his handwritten letter.
Sitting in the study room, Wayne couldn't help but shook his head.
Chris is still like a child who hasn't grown up yet, and her happiness and unhappiness are obvious.
…
The carriage bearing the emblem of the Wenche family passed quickly on the wide avenue of the royal capital.
It's neither early nor late, it's the afternoon when few people choose to go out.
Chrissy and Tasia were sitting side by side across from each other in the carriage. The two were talking and laughing, but this made Wayne feel lonely inexplicably. So he could only open the curtains and look at the sky and scenery further away.
Regarding the "curse" mystery on Roy and Vivian, will the result be available today?
Frankly speaking, Wayne was not sure.
When the carriage drove into Marquis O'Neill's Mansion, it was still the place where it got off last time, and the same person who came out to receive it last time. Seeing Marquis O'Neill standing eagerly at the entrance of the courtyard, Wayne felt that everything in front of him had a strong sense of déjà vu.
"Is this here?" Chris and Tasia followed him out of the car.
Realizing that Marquis O'Neill's eyes were fixed on the two girls, Wayne took the initiative to introduce both parties.
"It turns out to be Miss Chris, and Miss Tasia..."
"Huh?" Tasia waved her hands in panic, "Your Majesty, there is no need to use honorifics for me, Marquis. I... am just a commoner."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." O'Neill's expression did not change at all. "As long as you can help my children and allow them to return to a normal life, you will be a great benefactor to our entire O'Neill family!"
Tasia scratched her cheek nervously with her fingertips. She had never seen this before.
"I-I'll try my best."
Suddenly the pressure became heavy.
"I wonder where Roy and Vivian went?" Wayne looked around.
Marquis O'Neill's face became tangled: "Ah, well... because they started talking nonsense again, I had them tied up."
