Chapter 866 - Idiot (2/2)
”Exactly, we were just being good friends.”
Glaring at both of them, Guang gritted his teeth. ”You both are annoying me.”
Helplessly shaking his head, Ashot sighed, ”Look, we are sorry okay? I know we should have informed and involved you but at that time, my mind wasn't working straight. All I could think about was Elsa and ways to bring her back safely. I am sorry you had to find out about it through some guards and not us.”
”Even I am sorry for not informing you. I promise this won't happen again,” Yinhai added.
Slumping on the couch, Guang grumpily stated, ”Fine but you guys should know I was very hurt.”
”Geez dude, you gotta stop behaving like a kid. You are going to become a father soon,” Yinhai scoffed.
Ignoring him, Guang asked Ashton. ”What about that guy? Did you find him?”
”No, we are still looking for him.”
”And how is Elsa?”
”She is okay now.”
”Ash, you were telling me about some card that he gave Elsa. What is that about?” Yinhai inquired.
Ashton nodded his head and explained, ”He gave her his card and asked her to contact him if she wants more details about us. I don't know why that idiot did that.”
”Because he is an idiot and this idiocracy can be beneficial for us.” without waiting for their reply, Guang explained, ”Since he wants Elsa to contact him, let her do it.”
”Why would she contact that jerk?” Yinhai frowned.
”Because if she does, he will be forced to come out of his hole and we can get our hands on him,” Guang further explained.
Raising his brows, Yinhai exclaimed, ”I see you have become more wise after getting married.”
”I am going to become a father of two lovely kids, of course I need to be wise.”
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Li mansion.
”Hey, what are you doing here?” Mian inquired before sitting beside Qiang.
”I had nothing to do so I am trying to make a sweater for the babies.” Pouting her lips, she showed the weirdly knitted wool. ”Do you think this is okay, sister Mian?”
”Umm I don't know but this looks weird.” Taking out her phone, Mian suggested, ”Let's look for a video online and then we can try again.”
”I already did, it doesn't help much.”
”What doesn't help?” Taking the knitting rod from her hand, Singtan frowned, ”Sweetheart, what are you trying to make?”
”Hmmm, a sweater?”
”Ahh sweater? I thought you were making an unevenly shaped napkin.” Sitting beside her, he smiled, ”Let me teach you.”
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