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  Winston didn’t let Bai Qingqing help out for too long. When he saw her massage her waist, he carried a small stool over and asked her to sit by the side.

  He slowly prepared the food by himself. Having arrived in the modern world for a few months now, he had cooked for Bai Qingqing quite a lot of times and was already familiar with the modern kitchen tools.

  The aroma of food wafted from the kitchen. Mommy Bai glanced at the kitchen and saw the tall and burly Winston busying himself inside with a pan and spatula. Somehow, the scene felt indescribably disharmonious. Yet, she also suddenly sensed his seriousness.

  When dinnertime came, Winston had finished preparing a big table full of dishes. There was chicken soup that had been simmered for several hours, as well as freshly steamed fish, all of which were steaming. One look and you could tell he had a good grasp on the timing of the dishes.

  Since he had put so much effort into preparing this meal, Daddy Bai and Mommy Bai couldn’t very well be picky, so dinner was quite harmonious.

  After dinner, Bai Qingqing grabbed the money bag and said to Winston, “It’s getting late. You should go back.”


  Winston glanced at the empty wall in the living room and took out two stacks of money from within. Before Bai Qingqing could reject it, he said, “This is money for the television. You may not want my money, but you can’t let your parents suffer a loss.”


  Seated by the side, Mommy Bai’s countenance improved slightly when she heard this.

  Thus, Bai Qingqing didn’t turn it down and accepted the money. After sending Winston out, she handed the money to her mother.

  Curtis also bade them farewell. After the two outsiders left, Bai Qingqing was brought to her parents’ bedroom and given a good lecture.

  By the time she finally returned to her bedroom, Bai Qingqing felt physically and mentally exhausted. Frowning, she rubbed the back of her waist, her body aching and feeling so limp that she couldn’t be bothered to take a shower.

  Winston and Curtis both squatted downstairs. When they saw the lights turn on, they climbed into her room one after the other.

  “You guys haven’t left?” Bai Qingqing asked feebly.

  Curtis sat down by her side and massaged her waist over her undershirt. He said coldly, “You owe me an explanation.”


  “I think you should’ve guessed it.” Bai Qingqing pursed her lips and whipped out her phone. Then, she set up a group chat in QQ1 and added Muir and Parker into the chat, and also extended a video chat invitation to them.

  “I’ll tell you guys together,” said Bai Qingqing.

  Curtis’s body stiffened. Indeed, he had guessed. But he refused to believe that this was real, for that was too unfair to them.

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  After missing the message from Bai Qingqing’s kidnapping incident, Parker had been carrying his phone regardless of what he was doing. In his phone’s contacts, there was only family. The moment he received a notification, he found a chance to take out his phone.

  “Qingqing?” Parker looked delighted when he saw his mate’s face on his phone. “Is something the matter for you to be calling so late?”


  “Mm.” Bai Qingqing nodded calmly.

  Parker instantly sensed that something was amiss. Then, seeing Curtis behind her, his countenance startled him.

  Parker thought: Who offended Curtis this time?……

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  He was eager to find out.

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  On the other hand, Muir wasn’t adept at using his phone, so it took him quite a while to enter.

  Bai Qingqing went straight to the point. “Erm, tell you guys something. When Winston and I were together, my father caught us. Therefore, Winston is now my official boyfriend. Before getting married, I’d like to maintain such a relationship with him.”


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  “What?” Parker instantly jumped up and howled. “What right has he?”


  No wonder Curtis was so furious. He hadn’t expected the quiet Winston to take such a huge advantage. This was clearly what he had planned, but because of this stupid movie, he’d been held up.

  Muir took to this relatively calmly, and only the slow churning of his throat revealed the storm in his heart.

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