Sweet Love Contract

Wanda's face darkened immediately and turned around.

With a smile on his face, Aaron said, "proprietress, what kind of good food do you have here? Serve them all."

"No problem. Well, this You should be her guest, right? Anyway, the people who can enter No.3 Mansion are all rich and powerful. Her debt is nothing for you"

"Well, how much does her uncle owe you?"

Wanda stretched out her hand to stop Aaron. How could she owe him one more favor?

"Hey, not much." The proprietress walked up to them and pulled Wanda's hand away. "In fact, it's only four thousand..."

"How is that possible?" Wanda suddenly stood up. In a place like this, no matter how extravagant a meal was, it wouldn't cost more than fifty dollars. Not to mention that her uncle, who had always been poor, wasn't very particular about food. How could he spend four thousand dollars here in less than two months?

"Why is it impossible? Do you think I'm fooling you? Come on, I've set them down to my bill book. Every consumption has your uncle's signature on it. His writings are like a dog's bite. You should know him." The proprietress turned around and walked towards the counter. With red eyes, Wanda looked at Aaron and said softly, "leave him alone We had done our best. Let's go..."

Aaron gently patted the back of her hand and said with a smile, "don't worry. Just take it as I lent it to you. Didn't you hear what the proprietress said just now that the income of No.3 Mansion is high? I'm not afraid that you will welsh on me."

He was joking to make Wanda happy. What the proprietress said just now might not hurt her most. It was her uncle who made her sad. He sold her to Quincy to pay off his debt, but he didn't feel guilty at all. Instead, he ate and drank here after Wanda left. She had been worried about how he got through without her making money for him.

Now that she knew he was living such a carefree life, she should rest assured.

Aaron turned to look at the proprietress and said, "since you are not afraid that she will welsh, could you please serve our dishes first? My girlfriend is hungry."

"Girlfriend?" The proprietress put the bill book on the table with doubt. Before she left, she turned around and said, "don't destroy the evidence. This is just a copy."

Looking at the signature on the bill book helplessly, which was indeed her uncle's handwriting, Wanda sobbed and asked, "how did he do it? Don't you feel any guilt for selling me?"

"Everyone has his own way of living. Think about it in another way. If your uncle didn't spend the four thousand here, he might have starved to death. Shouldn't you regret not giving him the four thousand earlier?"

Turning to look at Aaron, Wanda didn't know whether to cry or to laugh. "Are you always so good at comforting people?"

"Everyone in the world thinks you are a coward and useless person. Even your family thinks you are redundant. What else can you do except for comforting yourself?" Aaron smiled like a fox, but he was a very cute fox. He casually reached out and smoothed the hair on Wanda's shoulder, but no one would think that he had an ulterior motive.

Tears welled up in her heart.

The proprietress was so hospitable. The table was full of dishes. When Wanda was about to speak, Aaron took her hand and said, "don't forget what day it is today. We should sit here and have a meal happily."

Only then did Wanda smile. But now she was chewing the food like chewing wax. The proprietress had been standing behind the cash desk and staring at them, as if she was afraid that they would suddenly run away without paying the food.

"It's my treat today. Don't be shy." Ryan walked in. He looked at Wanda first, but he didn't recognize her for a moment. Because of her clothes and make-up, it was obvious that she was from a rich family. At that time, he was just curious that such a rich woman would come to this kind of place for dinner?

Wanda turned her head slowly to look at Ryan. Judging from Ryan's tone, Wanda would think he was a rich and rude person. If she hadn't known that he had borrowed so much money here in her name, she would have thought that he had changed his mind and made great efforts.

"Have you made a fortune recently? Treat us to dinner every day? Aren't you afraid that your niece won't accept too much credit?"

"Of course not!" Ryan gulped down a glass of wine. "I raised her up. Besides, people outside are saying that she is Mr. Quincy's woman. Oh, don't mention it. I thought my niece would suffer a lot if she worked for Mr. Quincy. Or he would sell her to the nightclub to make money to pay off the debt. I didn't expect that she was much smarter than I thought and became Mr. Quincy's woman. Do you think I will stay here for a long time? Now I'll buy you these. When I have money in the future, I'll invite you to the best place in South Sea City to eat the best food and drink the finest wine. It would be nothing for me?"

Wanda turned her head away. She found that in her uncle's heart, she meant nothing to him, which made her tears fell down. She looked up at Aaron and smiled with tears, "I'm sorry." She wiped her tears immediately. Today was Aaron's birthday. No matter what, she shouldn't cry today.

Aaron turned around and walked to the proprietress. He didn't know what he had said to her, but the proprietress immediately sent them out respectfully. "Two customers, take care. Come here often if you have nothing to do."

Ryan looked at the proprietress and joked, "proprietress, you are successful now. Now even the rich will come to your shop. It seems that you have made a good name. I think it's because I often bring so many guests to you, which makes you more popular." "Thank you for your help indeed. Well, I won't charge you for today's meal. Moreover, from now on, you can come to my place to eat whatever you like, and I won't accept any money."

Ryan was so frightened that his face turned pale, "proprietress, what do you mean? Are you afraid that I will welsh you? I've told you that my niece works in No.3 Mansion now and she has a lot of money. She will definitely give me living expenses in the future. We are neighbors. Don't worry."

The proprietress sneered, "don't worry. How can I not believe it? Didn't your niece have dinner here just now? She put a sum of money in my house and said that she wanted you to live a comfortable life in a year. No matter how many people you brought, I would take care of them for you. Just send the bill to her! But she has nothing to do with you in the future. I hope you can shut up and don't say that she is your niece. "DD