Chapter 1273: 326: She is the cinnabar mole in the heart, Thompson Clan of Ewik Land! _3 Chapter 1273: 326: She is the cinnabar mole in the heart, Thompson Clan of Ewik Land! _3 Jessie Frieman quickly explained, “Uncle, my mom doesn't use child labor, we're just here to help out.”
“This shop belongs to your mom?” Son Cheng asked curiously.
“Yes,” Jessie Frieman nodded.
Son Cheng chuckled and asked, “What grade are you in now?”
“I'm about to start junior high school,” Jessie Frieman replied.
Son Cheng thought the girl did well and continued to ask, “Do you come to help your mom every day?”
Jessie Frieman nodded and said, “My brother and I come to help my mom after finishing our homework and study every night.”
“You and your brother are great, keep it up.”
“Thank you, Uncle.”
Having said that, Jessie Frieman turned and ran away.
Watching Jessie Frieman's retreating figure, Son Cheng said, “My son is about to enter junior high too, but he's nowhere near as good as this little girl! I don't know what kind of parenting he's receiving! We don't let him do anything, and he complains all the time, saying we're biased towards his sister! It makes me so mad every time I mention it.”
Wang Chunhua sighed, “It's the same with mine, always playing games on the tablet and not listening to us. Look at how others' children are so obedient, how do they do it?”
Then, they started discussing their children.
Kevin Ainley couldn't participate in this discussion.
He quietly listened with a smile on his face, not dampening everyone's enthusiasm.
**
Thompson Clan.
Due to leaving for Ewik Land tomorrow, Viola Thompson invited Diana Hershey, Fiona Knight and Flora Tiarks for dinner tonight.
She dressed in a rare white skirt for the occasion.
White sneakers.
The youthful and spirited outfit made her look like a high school girl, dazzling and eye-catching.
She seemed like a living hanger, able to bring out a unique flavor in any style of clothing.
Downstairs.
Bella Windham was hugging a pillow and watching a horror movie on the couch.
The movie was at its most frightening climax.
Viola Thompson came over and gently patted Bella Windham's shoulder.
“Oh my God!”
Bella Windham screamed in fright and dropped her pillow.
“It's me,” Viola Thompson voiced helplessly.
Turning to Viola Thompson, Bella Windham sighed with relief, “You bitch, people can die of fright, you know!”
Viola Thompson chuckled, “Aren't you the fearless one?”
Bella Windham took a deep breath, “How should I know a horror film would be so scary!”
Finding something off, Bella Windham gave Viola Thompson an up and down look, squinting her eyes, “Bitch, you're dressed so nicely, where are you going? Are you meeting your sweetheart?”
Her gaze gradually turned lecherous by the end.
This doctor, who instills fear in people on the streets, surprisingly had such an expression.
If anyone who knew Bella Windham's identity saw this, they'd undoubtedly be shocked.
Who would have thought that a cold-blooded woman, who poisons people at the drop of a hat, could also have such a cute side?
“I'm meeting some friends from my senior year. Would you want to come?” Viola Thompson asked.
It's not her sweetheart!
Bella Windham immediately lost interest, “Just a bunch of kids. What's the point of meeting them? You go ahead, I'll watch some more movies.”
“I'm leaving then.”
“Sure,” Bella Windham nodded, “Go ahead.”
As Viola Thompson stepped outside, she saw Edward Thompson.
“Sis, where are you headed?” Edward Thompson asked caringly.
“I'm going out with Diana and the guys.” Viola Thompson replied.
Edward Thompson immediately handed the bag he was carrying to a servant, “I can drop you?”
“There's no need, brother. I'm cycling there, and we've planned to meet nearby.”
Edward Thompson nodded, “Alright, be careful on the road, and message me when you reach.”
“Okay.”
Viola Thompson went outside and unlocked a shared bicycle.
The evening breeze gently blew.
The combination of the white dress and the bicycle was filled with youthful vibes.
Seeing a girl cycling on tree-lined streets seemed poetic, causing many passers-by to turn their heads.
“Bang!”
Even a driver swerved to look at her and bumped his car into the curb.
And that wasn't just one.
The four of them agreed to meet by the river.
Viola Thompson arrived quickly, parked her bike, then waited for the others at the riverside outdoor cafe.
“Miss, what would you like to have?”
“One caramel milk tea, two cappuccinos, one blue mountain. And a five combo sweet snack, a pile of sunflower seeds, that will be all, thank you.” Viola Thompson ordered while flipping through the menu.
Chapter end
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