Alan really doubted whether there was only a six-year-old soul in his daughterâs six-year-old body?
âYou guys can be lovey-dovey for a moment. Iâll go find other uncles.â The little thing slid out like a wind, wittily leaving the room for the two of them.
âIsnât our baby a little too mature? Sometimes I really think that Iâm not talking to a six-year-old child, but to an adult.â
Alan stood in front of the window watching his daughter running around like a butterfly in the garden.
He stroked his chin, âShe even said that her father is a gangster and knows about sexual assault.â
Girls should learn how to protect themselves, but his daughter had learned it too early.
Olive smiled, âI taught her. I think children can grasp earlier about the awareness instead of just talking about different gender and covering it up. They should really know the correct gender meaning. For example, Annie is a girl. Nowadays, cases of sexual assault on children happen frequently in the news.
In order to prevent it from happening, Iâve told her since she was three that a girlâs body canât be easily shown to a boy, especially which parts of her body that canât be touched by a boy casually.â
This was very good. Alan didnât think of that thoroughly. If he protected their daughter through external conditions, then his wifeâs protection towards their daughter was more about educating her to know how to protect herself.
Barbecuing the villa here was unstoppable with constant laughter, but the Hoyleâs residence was deserted.
It was yet, yet the lights in Mrs. Hoyleâs room were still on. Ada pushed the door gently and walked in.
She saw her mother sitting on the rattan chair on the balcony with her head on her hands and was motionless.
âMom, why arenât you sleeping on the bed?â
Mrs. Hoyle rubbed her forehead and sighed, âCanât sleep. When youâre old, youâll get insomnia.â
âOr letâs have a chat?â Ada sat next to her.
âAda, do you think son will really forget his mother after he has a wife?â Mrs. Hoyle let out a sigh, thinking about how indifferent her two sons were to her. It sat wrong in her heart.
âMom, how can you say that? They all love you,â Ada comforted her mother.
Mrs. Hoyle sneered, âThey only love their women. How do they still love me who is their mother? Look at your eldest brother, he challenged me in front of so many people, looking at Olive Steele like a treasure. And Aoba, even though he comes home, his heart isnât. After heâs done eating, he hides in his own room, talking on the phone with that Chloe Malan. He was even being impatient when he talked to me who is his mother. Isnât it not obvious that their women are more important than their mother?â
âHow can you compare this matter like this?â Inside, Ada really wanted to say that wasnât this all happen because she did it? But, her motherâs mental state wasnât very good. She was afraid that it would irritate her if she was being too serious.
âIâm not. Itâs your brothers.â
Just like an unanswered questionâwho would they save first when their wives and mother who couldnât swim fell into the river at the same time. Her two sons would undoubtedly chose their women and abandoned their mother.
Ada felt that this old lady was going to drill horns and it wouldnât be easy to change her opinion. Was the old lady protesting at her that her children was ignoring her?
But who was to blame for all this?
âMom, let me tell you honestly and from the bottom of my heart. The women Alan and Aoba choose truly arenât bad. You can accept a woman like Ophelia, but why canât you change your prejudices over Olive and Chloe? Last night, you saw how smart Annie is. If it isnât for Oliveâs good education, how could there be such an excellent child? Do you really want to let your granddaughter not recognize her ancestors?â
âHuh, thatâs because of our Hoyleâs good genetics.â When thinking of that child, Mrs. Hoyleâs mouth unconsciously raised up into a faint smile.
She was really a lovely child. Most of the child of her age would hide in their parentsâ arms and acted cute. But unlike that little thing, she could understand everything what the adults were saying. She could even clearly understand each words. It was just the scene when she jumped almost made her faint out of scared.
Ada knew that the old lady fell for Annie. It was good that she liked her. This was the breakthrough point. She tried to suggest, âOr, Iâll bring Annie over tomorrow for you to take a good look?â
âWill Olive agree?â She thoroughly remembered that in Angel Hotelâs office, the woman said to her powerfully that Annie was a child of the Steele Family and wouldnât humbly be the Hoyle Familyâs granddaughter.
Ada saw the look of expectation on her motherâs face and became surer that her idea was brilliant.
âDonât worry. Sis-in-law isnât that stingy. In fact, she often persuades brother to be nice to you and not keeps arguing with you.â
Mrs. Hoyle snorted, âThatâs just an act for your bother to see. Sheâs good at scheming that even you are confused by her.â
âLook at you, here we go again. You always look at her that way. Youâve never tried to understand her⦠I have enough or youâll get angry later and canât sleep.â Ada stared at the stubborn old lady. She was really helpless.
Actually, it wasnât that the old lady didnât have feelings for Olive. She just felt suffocated in her chest.
She worked so hard to raise her son, yet he was abducted by that woman. For that woman, her son also turned against her and didnât come home after he returned to Jiangcheng. She was really upset.
âCan you really bring that kid here tomorrow?â
âIf I said I can, of course I can,â Ada replied determinedly. She wasnât afraid that Olive wouldnât agree, but she was afraid of her brother.
After finally coaxing the old lady to sleep, she adjusted the room temperature, covered her up, turned off the lights, and closed the door lightly.
She went back to her own room. After thinking for a while, she called Olive.
At Oliveâs, it was lively and noisy. Several men drank until they were drunk and they were thinking getting her and Alan drunk together.
Olive said that she couldnât drink and just let them have a good time, so she barbecued for them.
Looking at them, if she let them know that she could drink, they would treat the drinks as water.
Damon stood up and said, âSis-in-law, this is our first time drinking. If you donât drink, how can we enjoy ourselves? Wonât you just drink a glass to show respect?â
Olive laughed, âDo you mean a glass together or a person a glass? Say it clearly first. You canât dig a hole to fool me.â
James shouted, âOf course we all each are respecting sis-in-law a glass. Now thatâs sincere. Right, Boss Kent?â
Olive counted them, âThere are one, two, three, four, five, six of you. Iâll ruin my stomach if I drink six glasses. Thatâs not sincerity, but ruining my stomach.â
Luke laughed and said, âSis-in-law, itâs okay if you canât drink it. Thereâs Boss Alan to help you. Heâs a good drinker.â
âYou guys are bullying the weak. Two against six, no matter how it is, you guys win. We wonât be fooled. Or, should we play a game to be fair?â Olive suggested.â
âWhat game?â
Olive waved at her daughter, âAnnie, has your kindergarten teacher even taught you how to play throw a handkerchief?â
âYes.â
James was the first the raise his hand to object, âNo, no. Sheâs your daughter, of course sheâll choose you guys. We canât relax if this weird little girl starts to act.â
His opposition was echoed by others, âYeah. Thatâs not fair.â
Olive laughed, âRelax. Weâre not playing the real game and we donât have handkerchief here. What weâre going to play is Annie will go around us, one of us will take turns to close our eyes and she stops when that person says stop. Whoever Annie stands behind at, that person must perform a show or answer a question from the person opposite him, which is the so-called truth or dare. You canât repeat the show. For example, you sing for the first time, so the second one canât choose that anymore. You can only dance or perform others, and so on. If the next person doesnât want to choose either, then Iâm sorry, you have to drink a big gulp.â
âThis gameplay is interesting, âKent said.
Damon said, âSince Boss has agreed, then we can only go all out.â
And Alan just smiled and watched his wife talking form beginning to end. This way, the probability of drinking was dispersed. Although these men werenât a bad drinker, his girl was also a master who couldnât get drunk. At that time, it would be hard to tell who would be drunk and sober. How could he not know his girlâs idea?
Kent won the prize on the first lap.
Annie giggled and said, âSorry, Uncle Kent. You canât blame me. If you want to blame, blame Uncle Luke for calling stop.â
James was sitting in front of Kent. With a smirk, he said, âBoss, do you want to perform, truth or dare, or drink? I have a few brothers here who want to ask a question and know something. Why donât you give me the chance to get the answer?â
Kent ate a large piece of pheasant and swallowed it, âWhat answer? Iâm going to sing. Iâm afraid that when I open my mouth, itâll blow your ears.â
Alan calmly picked his ears, âListen carefully.â
Kent sang nothing else. It was a heroic song of heroism, which fit his image quite well. But he roared off-key, and steadily sang the whole song from beginning to the end.
Everyone was laughing hard and the alcohol they drank in the mouths puffed out.
âBoss, youâre not just blowing our eardrums, youâre poisoning our hearts.â
Olive burst out into laughter, then finally clutched her stomach and leaned in Alanâs arms.
After reaching the last note, Kent took a sip of his beer and put his glass on the table, âHow is it? Youâre all surprised, right? When I start singing, everyone will worship me!â