The servants outside the door pushed open the door to the living room for the two masters of Wei Yuan. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The figures of Vincent and his mother fall right between the door frames.

The two were sipping tea while leaning against the window and looking out, as if they were enjoying the beautiful scenery outside the window. For the time being, Roy and his father could only see two backs that could be called elegant.

Roy raised an eyebrow slightly.

So quiet?

That doesn't seem to fit the style of the Cook family, especially Vincent's dear bipolar mom?

Father walked in, followed by Roy. Both of them walked lightly, but Vincent's mother and son were still aware of it, and looked back at them together.

Roy breathed a sigh of relief.

Indeed, the backs of Vincent's mother and son are elegant. After all, he was born an aristocracy, even if he was a poor nobleman, he was immersed in various etiquette norms every day. That move is as natural as eating and sleeping.

However, no matter how much the etiquette is drunk as water, it can't wash their brains, let alone the haggard on their faces.

Roy stood one step behind his father, taking a closer look at his enemies from the previous life.

It's hard to say which of the mother and son is in better shape. Vincent's mother's face was like a crumpled piece of paper, fluttering there. The hair was coiled back up, but it was still disheveled. Vincent, on the other hand, was as if he had been thrown into the washing machine for half an hour, his face was pale, and his eyes were surrounded by layers of heavy dark circles, and he had no look at all.

Obviously, the medical chamber only healed his body, and could not help him with his mental trauma.

Roy curled the corners of his lips slightly.

Well. She was relieved to be sure that they were really so miserable.

While she was looking at Vincent's mother and son, the latter was also observing her and her father.

Vincent's mother, moving her slightly glazed gaze, touched his father's face, and visibly flinched, like a cat meeting a mouse.

Then she raised her head like a cockfight, as if she was really not afraid of her father.

The thought of her about to change misery made Roy's heart beat with excitement.

"Mr. Rosho, look like this, it seems that you have something to tell me."

Vincent asked softly.

He was calm, as if he had accepted defeat.

Kane came out of the corner of the room and brought chairs for his father and Roy.

Seeing him, his father showed a reassuring look.

The same goes for Roy. With Uncle Kane always guarding Vincent's mother and son, even if they still have any moths, they can't communicate, let alone find a chance to implement them.

The father took Roy's hand and sat down in front of Vincent's mother and son, and then said straight to the point that Roy and Vincent's oral marriage contract was null and void.

…… In the living room, you can hear the pins dropping.

There are obviously several big living people, but there is no life at all. If you don't know, you'll think this is the exhibition hall of the wax museum.

Roy clenched his fists on his knees.

She must admit that she was nervous.

I waited for eight years, looked forward to it for eight years, hated it for eight years, regretted it for eight years, and waited for this moment.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not here to ask for your consent." The father cleared his throat, "I'll send someone to send you back today." But after all, the two of them came once, and it took time and energy. As compensation, I will give away 30 million Star Coins to the Cook family, as well as profits from one of the Luxe Eatery stores in Ferrostar, which will be given away for five years. This store is right on the doorstep of the two of them, and they can visit them with their families at any time. ”

Roy's heart shuddered.

It seems that in order to get rid of Vincent cleanly, her father thinks further than her.

For the huge hole in the Cook family, what their father gave them was only a drop in the bucket. But just for living, these are enough for their family of three to live a very rich and comfortable life.

With the profits that continue to be given away for five years, and the restaurants that can be patronized at will, with these two things, even if the creditor comes to the door and raids the Cook family in the future, at least for these five years, they don't have to worry about starving to death. If Vincent can keep his feet on the ground, he may not be able to find a way out in five years - why can't he support himself if he has hands and feet?

As the old saying goes, leave a line in everything, and see each other in the future. Giving Vincent a way back so that he can obediently retreat would be the best outcome for both sides. Anyway, there are so many opportunities to clean him up in the future, so why do you have to force him to be cornered now, and break the net with his father and himself.

As for the 30 million and five years of profits, they should all be fed to the dogs.

Vincent was silent.

Roy held his breath and stared at Vincent intently. Whether he accepted it or not, even if it was just the slightest reaction like pursing his lips and frowning, Roy would imprint them in his mind and touch them over and over again for decades to come, like chewing his favorite snack.

Remembering him is like remembering everything she had encountered in her previous life. His face, in the depths of her memory, will remind her all the time, spur her on, and let her not repeat the mistakes of her previous life.

Vincent's mother stared nervously at her son, her ass moving around in her seat.

As soon as her father's words were finished, she couldn't sit still. After all, that store is at her doorstep, and she must have an intuitive feeling about how profitable Lezhi Catering is. A fragrant carrot hung in front of her, and she couldn't wait to take a bite.

But if he bites, he will have to give up Roy's large turnip field. She was distressed.

As for the father, naturally, like Roy, he waited for Vincent's answer.

Vincent, on the other hand, kept his eyes down, thinking silently, without any self-consciousness as the focus of his gaze.

"Alas......"

It took a few moments before Vincent sighed.

He still lowered his eyes and asked faintly, "Mr. Luo Xiu, is it really irretrievable?" ”

"Nope."

My father was unequivocal.

Vincent sighed again and slowly raised his eyes to look at his father.

"Mr. Rosho, I know that you have never considered me a good match for your daughter. A lot of things have happened today that have caused you to misunderstand me. My mother and I also behaved inappropriately. I ......"

"Misunderstanding?!" The father laughed angrily and rudely interrupted Vincent, "Mr. Cook, I already know what you've done. At this time, it is just a misunderstanding, don't you think it's ridiculous! ”

"I, what did we do?" Vincent's mother stiffened her neck and shouted, "What proof do you have that we ......?"

"Mother!"

Vincent snapped.

His mother turned pale and shut her mouth.

After drinking his mother away, Vincent looked his father in the eye again.

Roy was suddenly very upset.

She sat side by side with her father, and when Vincent looked at his father, she could see Vincent's eyes clearly.

Those eyes were calm.

But how is this possible? Vincent should have run out of cards.

However......

Roy heard Vincent take a deep breath and confess to his father in a relieved tone: "That's right, I admit that I married Roy for money. I don't love Roy, and I even despise Roy a little. Of course, more than anything, I despise you. As a high-ranking nobleman, he was forced to marry the daughter of an upstart. I'm miserable. ”

Vincent snorted, laughing at himself mercilessly. Then while his father raised his eyebrows, he smiled at his father: "But you didn't marry your daughter to me because you liked me, did you?" Since you and I take what we need, and we all have what each other needs by now, why not continue to pursue a win-win situation? ”

My father's gaze sharpened.

Vincent, however, only smiled and whispered to the door, "Come in, Susan." ”