When She Unveils Identities

Chapter 602
“Who are you?” Irving was very vigilant. He resisted fiercely and slammed his elbow to hit the other party. “Shh, don’t be
nervous. It’s me!” Shirley moved her hands away from his eyes in embarrassment. She touched her belly, which was slammed
by his elbow, “I’m just joking. You are so sturdy. You almost disable me.” “Shirley, it’s you. Excuse me for that.” Irving was
dressed in a blue and white gown, and he looked exactly like a noble prince. However, he was so guilty that he wanted to kneel
down to apologize to Shirley. “Don’t be so cautious in front of me. I am not Larry...” Shirley glanced at the closed door of Larry’s
room, and asked in a low voice, “Did Larry asleep?” “Yes, Shirley.” “Let’s go for a walk and have a barbecue together.” “It was not
appropriate, Shirley. I’m just an assistant. How could I...”
“Oh, my goodness. I told you that I don’t care about it at all. Let’s go for a walk now.” Shirley dragged Irving to the nearby snack
street. “We’d like fifty shish kebabs, thirty grilled kidneys, and two dozen beers.” The woman yelled at the boss who was busy in
front of the oven. “Okay, wait a moment.” The boss fanned the fire and replied readily. This was the most chaotic place in Seatle
City. There were many people hanging out here. Even though it was almost early in the morning, there were still crowds of
people. There were constant sounds of clinking and cursing. It was an extremely barbaric and artistic scene. Irving was dressed
as a gentleman. Originally, he was restrained and talked to Shirley in a respectful tone. After having a few drinks with Shirley and
eating several grilled kidneys, he began to let himself go. “Shirley, to be honest, I’ve been wanting to have a barbecue for many
years. But unfortunately, as the manager of the ‘Crimson Pawnshop’, I am embarrassed to come to eat a barbecue. Today, you
can help me realize my dream.” “Hey, it doesn’t matter. If you want to eat a barbecue next time, just call me. Don’t worry about
Larry. If he dares to scold you, I’ll scold him...”
“Hahaha, Shirley, you are so kind. Larry is your brother, but your personalities are completely different. Compared with you, Larry
lives a heavy life, which makes people feel distressed.” Saying this, Irving seemed to think of those bad things in the past. Then
he took another sip of wine. Seeing Irving gradually letting go of himself, Shirley cautiously asked, “Irving, I heard from Larry that
you are the one who struggled with him to strive for a good life. You two are from a small fishing village and you created the
‘Crimson Pawnshop’ step by step by yourselves,
right?”