Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot - Chapter 767
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Chapter 767: 243: Shocking International Fatigue Group, Two Full Marks! _6
Mr. White glanced at Viola Thompson.
Confirming the source of the fragrance.
Viola poured herself a cup of Milk Tea and looked sideways at Mr. White, “Do you want to try the milk tea here, uncle?”
Because they were friends with Flora, everyone called Mr. White ‘uncle’ just like Flora did.
“Sure.” Mr. White nodded.
Viola poured a cup for Mr. White as well.
“Thank you.” Mr. White took the cup.
But when he took the cup, his fingertip accidentally touched the back of Viola’s hand.
Just for an instant.
But it felt like a thunderbolt.
Tingling all over.
His heartbeat sped up as well.
Mr. White quickly took a sip of the milk tea to hide the panic in his eyes.
With a mouthful of milk tea in his stomach, the strange feeling lessened considerably.
At that moment.
Diana looked at Mr. White, “Uncle, can I ask you about your criteria for choosing a partner?”
Mr. White didn’t expect Diana to suddenly ask this question, he hesitated for a moment, then said: “There’s no special condition, just leave it to fate.”
Diana nodded, feeling that Mr. White was quite tactful in his words.
If she didn’t have someone she liked already, she would definitely pursue Mr. White first.
Mr. White met all the criteria of a Prince Charming in every girl’s heart.
Rich.
Handsome.
Although a bit stingy, he didn’t look like the kind of person to mistreat his wife.
Whoever married Mr. White would definitely be very happy.
Rachel envied Diana’s personality once again.
She couldn’t have asked these questions no matter what.
She envied Viola even more.
If she had been sitting in Viola’s place just now.
She would now be sitting next to Mr. White.
Furthermore.
She didn’t know if it was just her imagination,
But she always felt that Mr. White looked at Viola in the same way as she looked at Mr. White.
Carefully.
Fearful of having his thoughts read.
Thinking of this, Rachel glanced at Viola.
Viola was talking to Mila with her head lowered, a faint smile in her eyes, and two charming dimples on her cheeks, making it impossible to look away.
At that moment, Diana continued, “Uncle, besides Flora, among us, who do you think fits your criteria for a partner the most?”
Rachel picked up her cup, took a sip of water, and looked at Mr. White while pretending to drink.
Although she knew that it was impossible between her and Mr. White, she still looked forward to his answer.
At that moment, Mr. White quietly said, “I’m not worthy of any of you.”
A very modest answer.
Diana didn’t joke anymore, she continued, “Uncle, you wait, I will definitely find you a good girlfriend since you’re such an amazing man.”
“Alright.” Mr. White nodded.
After eating, Viola was going to pay the bill, but Mr. White beat her to it.
When he finished paying, he was asking the owner to pack up the food.
Girls didn’t eat much, so nearly half of the food on the table was leftover.
Mr. White didn’t forget to ask the owner to pack up the leftover white rice as well.
After all, rice costs a few bucks a pound.
Upon hearing that, the owner thought he had heard wrong. In all his years of running the restaurant, it was the first time he had encountered a customer who asked for even the leftover rice to be packed.
The owner looked back at Mr. White, “Each container is a dollar.”
“What about the food bags?” asked Mr. White.
Owner: “Food bags are free.”
Mr. White waved his hand, “Then pack everything in food bags.”
Owner: “…”
This was the first time he had met a man who took girls out for a meal and was still so stingy.
How on earth did he manage to be around so many beautiful girls?
After dinner.
Everyone went their separate ways.
Flora sat in the passenger seat of Mr. White’s car, squinting her eyes, “Uncle, tell me honestly, did you take a fancy to one of my friends?”
“No.” Although his heart was a bit flustered, Mr. White’s face appeared very calm.
“No? You, my stingy uncle, would be willing to pay the bill without wanting anything?” That is so out of character for Mr. White’s stinginess.
Something was definitely off.
Flora had never seen Mr. White pay the bill voluntarily before.
But this time,
He actually went to pay the bill himself.
To say it’s not because of a certain girl he’s attracted to,
“I’m just being simple and frugal, wanting to reduce the burden on the Earth. I don’t like taking advantage of others.”
Simple and frugal?
Reduce the burden on the Earth?
Ha-ha.
Her uncle is really modest, isn’t he!
Flora looked at Mr. White with sharp eyes, “Uncle, honestly, do you really not like any of my friends?”
Mr. White didn’t bother to respond to her and continued driving.