That is the number of "Uncle Next Door", only Anya knows, but what is Anya looking for "Uncle" to do at this time?

He was distracted from the other phone while talking on the phone, which was a selfie of his elf by a glass wall, with a string of text underneath:

Uncle, it is because of you that I am what I am today, no matter where you are, I will always bless you.

She trusts "him" so much, so should he let Anya know that he is actually "him"?

"Excuse me." Aiden didn't have much time to hesitate, after all, his elf was in high demand tonight, and as long as he left her, there would be a dedicated man sticking to him like he saw nectar.

Obviously before entering the door, she warned her to follow her carefully and not fly away alone, and now flash to the corner to take this kind of photo that makes men salivate?

"Vice President? Your little meeting is over?" Anya called the occasion where he was surrounded by people a mini-meeting, and she knew that Aiden was hot...... But it's a bit of an exaggeration.

"Because you never came back, I had to end it early."

"How do I remember that although you used to be very sought-after, it seems that half of the people came to find ballast; Why didn't I see you get into any trouble this time? It's weird." Anya's smiling eyes met Aiden, making his heart suddenly tighten.

"As I said, I'm not the one I used to have the title of Black Prince." Aiden noticed the champagne goblet on the windowsill and picked it up. "You've learned to live easily in my world?"

"I've learned to live easily in this world." Anya snatched her cup back with a light slick and threw herself on her back. "Of course, I won't be afraid of you anymore."

"Can I understand this as your acceptance of me again?" Aiden gently wiped away the amber droplets that had left on his red lips.

"Vice President, it's better to care about national affairs first, right?" Anya smiled, not responding positively to the eager man in front of her.

The big hand took Anya and led her away from the banquet hall without saying a word.

"VP, where are we going? The dinner isn't over yet!" Anya tried to keep up with him with her three-inch heels, but his long legs showed no signs of stopping.

Why did this man suddenly run away from the banquet?

"Vice President?" Anya felt the speed at which the lush plants flashed past her, wondering why he was suddenly in such a hurry? "What's wrong with you? Is it the person who is uncomfortable?"

"Don't call me VP." Aiden held Anya's little hand tightly until he ushered her into the private garden of a separate suite with no other figures.

"What's wrong?" Anya looked around.

"I don't want to just be your VP, stop using that word to separate the distance between us." Aiden clenched the soft leaf that had been in his hand.

Anya looked at the big and small hands that were holding each other, raised them, and said with a smile:

"Is there a distance between you and me now?"

"I take the initiative to you not to resist, and you take the initiative to shorten the gap between us...... That's a world of difference for me." Aiden wants more than that.

Anya willingly returned to him, and he was considered successful. Even if Anya knew one day that he was the uncle next door she trusted, she would not escape to a corner that he could hardly find.

What is he going to do so that Anya doesn't run away from him again?

"The high-spirited Black Prince...... The Black Prince I Know...... Where did you go?" Anya didn't believe she had the power to change a man who had been doing his own thing for 30 years.

"The black prince's spirit has been imperceptibly changed by you, and you have also been changed by the black prince's own behavior." Aiden tries to trick her again, to test how far Anya can accept him. "We're not who we used to be."

"The distance between us is not comparable to what it used to be." The VP wants to seduce her? She's not as easy to conquer as she used to be.

"Will you let me take a step closer to you?" The breath that accompanied this sentence blew onto Anya's tender skin, and if she got closer, her blood would dissolve in water.

Anya chuckled, the natural fragrance of her body surrounding Aiden

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"Please recognize ...... before you approach me again," Anya's slightly cool little hand caressed Aiden's resolute face, this arc was nostalgic. I am Anya, who has been tainted with the character of the Black Prince, and as long as I feel something strange, I will leave forever in a cruel way that is more cruel than yours."

His rebellious Glove Hibiscus, with his gentle appearance, utters chilling cruel words that damn tempt him.

Aiden stopped talking, like a boy in his first love who wanted to kiss the girl he loved, little by little, both hesitant but more eager to get closer.

Anya held her breath, and apart from the breath that Aiden caressed her face, she could only hear her own clear heartbeat like a drum.

Can't remember how long I've been away from him...... From the moment they learned that he was going to get married to Aurora because of their work, they went further and further; It's been more than half a year since Elton and President Slavi sent her away from Aiden completely, right?

Finally, they came together again.

Lip flaps that are close to each other, bodies that hug each other, body temperatures that are integrated, and heartbeats of the same frequency; This time, God won't play tricks on them anymore, will he?

The long-lost garden villa, the ArNovea-style iron-carved gate slowly opens, the main building made of red brick walls is not decorated, and the pointed arches and high-sloped roofs of Gothic are still so rampant.

I remember the first time Ji'an drove her into the world of vice presidents, and said that the owner of this house graduated from the architecture department of the National Academy of Fine Arts.

Although the exterior is rough red brick, the interior of the house is covered with stucco and beige primer, and brown partition panels block the cold air from the Alps in winter; The high-ceilinged living room is not flamboyant crystal art lamps, but five cognac-colored Chinese tube chandeliers of varying lengths, and a standing lamp carved from Scandinavian edelweiss in the corner.

It is a warm design.

Rampant and heartwarming...... Maybe Aiden has two extreme personalities from the beginning, so he can transform from the black prince to a girlfriend-supremacy little obedient?

"What are you thinking?" Aiden saw Anya looking at the villa and knew that she remembered the past, but which kind of memory?

"Remembering the beginning." If you have a bad memory, let it go through the situation, and there is no need to disturb yourself.

"This house has been empty for you, when are you going to move back?" Aiden parked the little white Sar and walked around to open the door for Anya.

"I'm sure you've lived alone for so long, it's not a few days, right?" Anya straightened her skirt and looked up at the memories-filled building.

"I have never been able to get used to your absence, and when I come home with your gentle smiles, I have never had the illusion of 'loneliness'; But I had to force myself to get used to it...... delusion." Aiden led her to the gate with the combination lock. "Open the door!"