NOVPUBChapter 1020: Chapter 1020: Omit the Surname _1 Chapter 1020 -1020: Omit the Surname _1 This time, because of his prior knowledge of Peggy Lewis, Lyke Zhekova had made sure to take a closer look at Peggy’s home.
“Why don’t you have any Legos around?” Lyke asked.
“They’re all with Morgan.” Peggy responded while making tea for Lyke Zhekova, “My place is too small for all that.”
“I don’t like playing with the too simple ones either. 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙥𝙪𝙗.𝒄𝙤𝙢
You finish in an hour or two, it’s not interesting,” Peggy added,” So I buy the complex ones and build them with Morgan.
After they’re completed, there’s no space in my home.
Luckily, Cindy’s house is large, so I keep them all there.”
“Before Cindy reunited with Adrian Zhekova, I used to go to Cindy’s house frequently.
So it didn’t make a difference where I displayed them,” Peggy continued, “It felt just like having them at my own home.”
Anyway, she was busy with work and actually didn’t spend much time at home.
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Even if they were displayed in her house, she didn’t have much time to appreciate them.
Lyke began to contemplate leaving a room in their house specifically for Peggy’s Lego projects.
“I’ve seen videos where some people dedicate an entire room with a massive table to display their Legos.
They set up lego cityscapes, castles, and even have trains running around them,” Lyke shared.
“Oh yes, I’ve seen many of those,” Peggy’s eyes sparkled as she talked about this, “I’ve always been quite envious.”
However, it was just wishful thinking.
After all, she couldn’t afford it.
Real estate in Belfard is expensive, and she could only afford a small apartment.
Anything larger would exceed her financial capabilities.
Although she could manage by tightening her belt, she didn’t want to spend her whole life bound to her house.
She didn’t want to spend her entire life saving money without enjoying life.
So the idea of buying a bigger house was dismissed as quickly as it popped into her mind.
Peggy preferred to enjoy life as it came.
She now had her own small home.
Even if she was paying a mortgage, she paid it for her own house.
Unlike when renting, where she had to think about her next rental every year.
She wouldn’t dare buy too many things, knowing she would have to either throw them away or figure out how to move them when she left.
She had her own home, she could comfortably buy whatever she liked and not worry about having to move in a year.
Having a mortgage gave her motivation since it was a place she would live in for the future.
It is important to be content to be happier in life.
So, after envying others’ large houses, Peggy no longer dwelled on the thought.
But Lyke was already planning.
If Peggy loved the idea, he would set up a large table in his home to allow Peggy to design her own Lego city.
The fun in Lego isn’t just in assembling it or the joy of installing lights or power groups.
You can also design your ideal world with it.
You could make a Lego frame on your wall or display your favorite streets or beaches in a transparent coffee table.
At that time, you could spare a large room and let Peggy arrange it.
If it doesn’t work, he would get a villa.
However, the area of the villa isn’t much larger than his condo.
The available effective area actually isn’t much larger than his condo.
After all, his condo is the equivalent of two large flats.
In contrast, the villa has wasted some corner spaces when being designed.
Peggy cut some fruit to help Lyke to sober up.
Lyke, who had been silent for quite some time eventually said, “This morning when I called you, your way of addressing me was quite formal.”
It was either Mr.
Zhekova or Fourth Uncle.
Peggy: “…”
Does he remember too vividly?
Why does he keep doing this?
These were things that happened a while ago.
She thought he would never bring them up again, but out of the blue, he would, catching her off guard.
As Peggy sat down, she rubbed her palms on her knees, “I felt that…
addressing you by both your surname and name was too formal and impolite.”
“You didn’t want me to call you Mr.
Zhekova, so I subconsciously called you Fourth Uncle,” Peggy lowered her head, her scalp appeared adorable in Lyke’s eyes.
Lyke curved his mouth slightly, “Yes, calling me by my full name does sound a bit inappropriate.”
Peggy felt recognized and eagerly nodded her head.
“But calling me Fourth Uncle makes me sound very old,” Lyke exclaimed with a pretended pitiful look, “Do I look that old to you?”
“Not at all,” Peggy hastily reassured.
Calling him Mr.
Zhekova wasn’t suitable, but she felt quite comfortable addressing him as Fourth Uncle.
But alas, Lyke didn’t like it.
Peggy didn’t know what else to do.
“Why didn’t you drop my surname and call me by my name instead?” After playing coy, Lyke finally revealed his true thoughts.
Peggy: “…”
Without the surname, wouldn’t it be…
Lyke?
That’s…
that’s a bit too intimate, isn’t it!?
Are we at that stage yet!?
“My family and close friends all call me that,” Lyke said.
Yeah, right.
He only fooled Peggy with this statement.
His family did call him that, but that was only his generation, like Maverick Zhekova and the elders.
Adrian Zhekova and his generation, being Lyke’s junior, must address him as Fourth Uncle.
And outside, those of the same generation as Adrian Zhekova, must also call him Fourth Uncle.
Rather like Timothy Silverstone, who knew Nathan Spencer and was of the same generation, and so, he too must call Lyke, Fourth Uncle.
The older ones, although older than Lyke, dared not call him Lyke directly.
They respectfully referred to him as Mr.
Zhekova.
Lyke’s words were only meant to coax Peggy.
Although Lyke seemed reasonable in his argument, it seemed a bit far-fetched.
Peggy had noticed it too.
She twitched her lips invisibly but agreed wholeheartedly,” Okay!”
Lyke had been caring for her and helped her many times.
If she were to still say they weren’t familiar or friendly, it would be utterly ungrateful.
Lyke was welcoming, and if she continued to be standoffish, it wouldn’t look good.
Having thought it through, Peggy felt much more relieved.
Lyke didn’t insist on being addressed by his name at the moment, only stating, “We have a deal, don’t address me formally anymore.”
“Or you can’t blame me for pretending I didn’t hear and ignore you,” Lyke added.
