Mr Wood The Legend

Lucy Long, who was nervous, saw Yank Wood, who was smiling aside. Her face suddenly darkened and she said with shame and anger, "Why are you still laughing? Hurry up and catch them!" Yank Wood responded and grabbed the frogs with a bag. After entering the kitchen, he was dumbfounded. It was a mess, as if she had just experienced a world war.

"Lucy, are you sure you're cooking?" Yank frowned.

Getting over, Lucy showed no trace of blush for what she had just done. She solemnly handed the pan to Yank and said, "It turns out that I am not up to cooking, so I will leave the kitchen to you in the future!"

Thinking of yesterday's perfect taste, Yank gave a wry smile. It would be great if Lucy could cook as well as Rosefinch.

Yank sighed. How could everything be perfect? He quickly began to cook.

After nearly an hour, the bullfrogs now became delicious food. Lucy was eager to enjoy it, while Yank was looking at her indulgently.

After the meal, Yank was clearing the table, when suddenly he felt a kiss on his cheek. Before he could react, Lucy said unconvincingly, "This doesn't mean anything. Don't think too much. I just want to thank you."

A flush spreading over her cheeks, she ran upstairs shyly.

Yank touched his face with his hand, smiling. He was more than content...

The next morning, when Yank got up, he found Lucy had gone. He somehow felt it funny. She must have gone to the company early in case she would be embarrassed to see him. Why was this woman's mind so complicated?

After a plain breakfast, Yank set off for Fred's villa. On the way, he thought it was time to buy a car, or it would be inconvenient to drive someone somewhere.

Fortunately, he had planned in advance and asked Isabel to have a car ready at the entrance of the villa. When he arrived, he was surrounded by a group of elderly men and women. "Young man, do you have a girlfriend? I have a granddaughter about the same age as you. She is beautiful..."

"Don't listen to him. My daughter has a master's degree and is a senior executive of a company. If you get married, we will send you a house as the dowry.

"Young man, we would not ask you for a betrothal gift, as long as you marry my daughter."

Hearing these, Yank couldn't help smiling. "Uncles and aunties, I'm already married. You'd better go find someone else. I'm really sorry."

Hearing the explanation, they left reluctantly, saying that it was a pity.

"Mr. Wood, you are so popular. The elders in the neighborhood all think highly of you!" At this time, Yara came out with her suitcase. Seeing the scene just now, she laughed and teased. "Of course, I'm very charming. Give me the stuff!" Yank was a little proud. He took Yara's luggage into the trunk.

Yara looked at the car and suddenly said with envy, "Yank, your car is so beautiful!"

"Don't envy me. As long as you study hard and find a good job after graduation, you can also drive a nice car. At that time, many outstanding men will come to pursue you." Yank said with a smile. Hearing this, Yara's eyes dimmed a little, but she still nodded hard.

After getting in the car, Yara said gratefully, "Yank, my grandfather wanted me to thank you. Your medical skills are really amazing. He is better now and feels very good."

"Yara, you're very welcome. I regarded your grandpa as mine. This is what I should do."

These words came from Yank's heart. His adopted father's savior was his savior. He would do his best to take care of him.

As a prestigious university in Bayland, Bayland University attracts many children of high-ranking officials and nobles. It could be said to be the base of elites. Graduates of this university make unforgettable contributions to society every year.

Yara is not from an affluent family. Because of her excellent academic performance, she received a full scholarship every year. The university even waived her tuition fees, so that she could continue her study. It was the day when students returned to university after the holiday.

The entrance of Bayland University was busy and buzzy, crowded with cars and influential parents accompanying their children back to the campus.

Seeing this, Yank began to realize Fred's intention. He must worry that Yara would be looked down upon, so he asked Yank to escort her. Besides, this would remove Yara's sense of loneliness.

At this moment, Yank felt that his hand was grabbed.

He frowned and looked at Yara. Feeling a lot of sweat in her hands, he comforted her and said, "Don't be nervous. I'm also your family. You're not alone. Take it easy."

As he spoke, he touched Yara's hair to comfort her.

Yank parked the car, got out of the car and took out the luggage. He was about to enter the campus with Yara, when they were blocked by a group of people, led by a young man fashionably dressed. The man was glaring at him angrily, as if Yank had owed him a lot of money.

"His is Hank Young. He always pesters me to be his girlfriend. I have refused him." Yara whispered to Yank to explain.

However, their closeness irritated Hank even more. He didn't understand why Yara was unwilling to be her girlfriend, since he was not ugly and his family was rich.

He had intended to come over earlier to talk seriously with Yara, but he hadn't expected to see a man beside her. And the most annoying thing was Yara's admiration in her eyes when she was looking at Yank. This was exactly what he wanted but could never get!

He had tried very hard to chase after Yara, but in the end, he was intercepted by someone else. How could he bear it?

"Boy, which department are you in? Why have I never seen you on the campus?" Hank said arrogantly.

Having no interest in this kind of domineering young man at all, Yank was about to lead Yara in another direction, but was immediately surrounded by Hank and his men.

"Get out of the way!" Yank looked at Hank coldly and said.

Hank sneered and took a few steps forward deliberately as if to display his strength. "I won't let you go. I don't care if you are a student of the university or not. This girl is mine. Leave her now."

This arrogant tone made Yank a little angry. With a cold shoulder, he said in a deep voice, "What if I say no?"☐☐☐☐☐