NOVPUBChapter 922: Chapter 922: Must Come Over Once_1 Chapter 922: Chapter 922: Must Come Over Once_1 “Possibly.” Adrian Zhekova guessed.
“By now, Fourth Uncle should have sent Peggy home already, based on time,” Cindy Clarke checked the time.
Unless Lyke Zhekova had another new plan for Peggy on the way?
“We’d know if we just answer the phone.” Adrian Zhekova said.
Cindy was excitedly waiting on the side.
Then she saw Adrian Zhekova answer his phone: “Fourth Uncle?”
“Adrian, ah.” Lyke Zhekova asked, “Are you guys asleep yet?”
Before Adrian Zhekova could answer, Lyke Zhekova said: “It’s only a little past 10, you guys must still be awake.”
Adrian Zhekova: “…”
What does he mean by it’s only a little after 10?
Shouldn’t it be already past 10?
...
“We’re both snuggled up in bed, ready to watch a movie and have some red wine before we sleep.” Simultaneously being suggestive of ‘if there’s anything, tell us tomorrow.’
Adrian Zhekova always got the feeling that Lyke Zhekova’s purpose of asking this was definitely not what he wanted to hear.
“You guys are indeed awake.” Lyke Zhekova caught onto the key information he wanted and was distinctly in high spirits.
Adrian Zhekova: “…”
Would you please listen to the first part?
“Wouldn’t it not bother you if I come over now?” Lyke Zhekova said with hopefulness.
Adrian Zhekova: “…”
“It’s a bit late now.” Adrian Zhekova answered with difficulty, you really shouldn’t come.
“But you guys are still awake.” Lyke Zhekova insisted.
Adrian Zhekova: “…”
“Hold on a second.” Adrian Zhekova covered his mobile phone and quietly said to Cindy, “Fourth Uncle is insisting on coming over for some reason.”
“Are you sleepy?
If he comes over, it’ll probably take him half an hour to nearly an hour.” Adrian Zhekova said, “I’ll ask him to come tomorrow.”
“It’s fine.” Cindy grabbed Adrian Zhekova’s wrist, “I want to ask him how he got on with Peggy.
Let Fourth Uncle come.”
The little one suddenly also felt spirited: “I’m not sleepy anymore.
Let Fourth Grandfather come!
Seeing that Cindy and the little one were eagerly expecting, Adrian Zhekova was out of breath.
He answered his mobile phone and said to Lyke Zhekova: “Alright, you can come.”
Lyke Zhekova was waiting just for these words.
In reality, he was already on his way.
“Alright, I’ll be there soon.” Lyke Zhekova said.
He hung up the call.
Adrian Zhekova looked at the wine and snacks already set out in front of him, feeling warm.
But thinking about Lyke Zhekova coming over, the warmth just couldn’t hold up.
“Since Fourth Uncle is coming over, and it’ll be a while, why don’t we watch something in the meantime?” Adrian Zhekova suggested.
Since everything had already been prepared, Cindy nodded: “Sure.”
Adrian Zhekova poured red wine for himself and Cindy, and milk for the little one.
But just 20 minutes into their movie, the doorbell rang.
Cindy dumbfoundedly looked at Adrian Zhekova: “Already?”
Cindy knew very well where Peggy lived.
When Lyke Zhekova called, it was a bit past 10, not too late.
The nightlife in Belfard was just starting.
The streets were still busy with cars.
The roads were still congested.
Even without traffic, under normal circumstances, the drive over would take at least 40 minutes.
Not to mention adding more time due to traffic.
And Lyke Zhekova got here in 20 minutes?
That’s not realistic.
“I’ll go get the door.” Adrian Zhekova sighed and said.
Cindy paused the film, tidied up the wine and snacks, brought them into the living room with the little one.
Just in time to see Lyke Zhekova walk in.
He heard Adrian Zhekova ask: “How did you get here so fast?”
“Oh, I was already on the road when I called you, to be honest.
I was almost here when I made the call.” Lyke Zhekova said.
Adrian Zhekova: “…”
Just stubbornly convinced they would let him come.
“Come in and sit down.” Adrian Zhekova invited.
Lyke Zhekova even pretended to be polite for a moment: “Apologies for interrupting your rest.”
Adrian Zhekova nodded: “It really did interrupt.
Otherwise, the three of us would still be watching a film.”
Listening to him chat?
This beautiful night was ruined by Lyke Zhekova.
“No problem, I won’t stay long, you guys can continue afterward.” Lyke Zhekova assured.
Adrian Zhekova: “…”
Ha.
Ha.
“Fourth Uncle, what is it exactly?” Adrian Zhekova asked.
Lyke Zhekova had already made himself comfortable in the living room, and the little one obediently called out: “Fourth Grandfather.”
As soon as Lyke Zhekova heard the little one’s form of address, he remembered what happened back in the family mansion.
Suddenly, he didn’t feel so good.
Yet, he cannot not let the little one call him that.
If not this, then what should he be called?
The little one felt frustrated.
“Morgan ah.” Lyke Zhekova tried to negotiate with the little one, “The next time you call your Godmother, don’t call me Fourth Grandfather.
And when you call me Fourth Grandfather, don’t call your Godmother.”
“Why?
If not this, then how should I call?” the little one asked purposefully.
Of course, he knew what Lyke Zhekova meant.
But he didn’t say it.
Lyke Zhekova said: “I’m not asking you to change what you call me.
Just don’t call me anything.
Choose to either call one of us.”
The little one shook his head, indicating he didn’t understand.
Cindy knew the little one was just pretending, so she asked Lyke Zhekova: “Fourth Uncle, you and Peggy…”
“That little girl is quite interesting.” Lyke Zhekova said.
Cindy blinked, what did this mean?
“Quite interesting?
That’s it?” Adrian Zhekova said, “I’ve never seen you find any girl quite interesting before, and I’ve never seen you take any girl home on your own.”
“During today’s competition, she was making a ruckus from the stands, but you didn’t seem to find her annoying.” Adrian Zhekova reminded.
Lyke Zhekova nodded without denying a word: “That’s true, I also found it strange.”
Cindy slightly furrowed her brow, and said seriously: “Fourth Uncle, so you got close to Peggy just because you found it odd?”
“I wouldn’t consider it getting close, but natural interaction.” Lyke Zhekova paused for a while before saying, “I wanted to familiarize myself with her and clear up what I was thinking.”
After calming herself down a little, Cindy then said solemnly: “Fourth Uncle, I would suggest you find out about your thoughts before familiarizing with her.”
“What’s different?” Lyke Zhekova asked, perplexed. 𝖓𝔬𝔳𝔭𝖚𝖇.𝔠𝔬𝖒
“Fourth Uncle, you should know that you’re quite popular, right?” Cindy asked.
Lyke Zhekova fell silent.
He didn’t deny that.
But neither did he dare to admit it, as it seemed like he had no shame.
After all, he wasn’t Adrian Zhekova.
“I guess so.” Lyke Zhekova said, vaguely, “At least previously when families introduced girls to me, they seemed quite satisfied and none were dissatisfied.”
Also, when he was in school, he got love letters from girls and was confessed to a few times by girls.
“Although you’re a little older, Fourth Uncle.” Cindy hinted.
