Chapter 97 - Being Hospitable

This thrilled the whole family.

After Janessa returned from the hospital, she practically lived at the Mosby's, accompanying Armando. So the two of them sort of grew up together. No, according to Janessa, she watched Armando grow up.

When Janessa grew up, she refused to follow her family's arrangements. After receiving a tour guide training, she went to Lhasa, Inner Mongolia, and other places, with only a camera and backpack, to be a tour guide.

Her family urged her to go back home, but she didn't make it during the Mid-Autumn Festival vacation, so she had to take an annual leave. Maybe she was tired of her family rushing her into marriage, so she hid at Armando's place. Although Armando didn't get married, he had moved out and lived by himself.

Armando regarded Janessa as the apple of his eye. As he hadn't seen her for too long, he showed too much hospitality for her. Janessa started to find him annoying, "Alright. You may go and do your own work. Don't follow me. I need to be alone right now."

So Armando came back to the tea plantation.

He strolled around alone for a while, and then sat on a chair in the courtyard. He looked up and saw Emma hanging clothes to dry in the opposite door with a walking stick.

Armando was not a meddler, but if Janessa saw this, she would definitely help Emma. To prevent this, he'd better help Emma right now.

Thus, Armando took a few steps forward and picked up the basin on the ground, so Emma didn't have to bend over repeatedly.

Emma actually did not refuse him.

This made Jaquan, who had just returned from the bathroom, stunned.

What did she mean??

She liked Armando but not him?

Jaquan sat down on the chair and saw that Armando didn't leave after helping her, as if he was asking something. And Emma answered Armando in a low voice. Jaquan didn't hear her from afar, but could only see her lips moving.

Afterwards, Armando walked in Emma's room. In Jaquan's impression, Armando wasn't a nosy person. And he wasn't that talkative. He only communicated with his acquaintance. However, he should take the initiative to help a crippled woman, and he even walked into her room.

Jaquan got himself an excuse-he didn't want Armando to be tricked by that woman, so he had to take a look.

When he stepped in, he saw Armando was changing the light bulb with a chair under his feet. Emma supported the chair with one hand and supported Armando with the other, as if she was afraid that he would fall.

Jaquan didn't know what he was feeling, but he thought that this woman was truly annoying. Thus, he shook his head and left. Just as he sat down, Janessa returned.

She was probably a little cold, so she took out her coat from her backpack and put it on, then looked around.

Jaquan said coldly, "He is inside."

"Someone is living there, right?" Janessa asked.

Jaquan snorted, "Yes, that cripple you met before."

Just as Armando came out, Janessa stared at him, with glittering eyes. "You are so attentive. What were you doing there?"

Armando didn't fully understand her words. He scratched his head uncomfortably and felt a little embarrassed. "Nothing matters. I completed the upgrading and installation of the environmental lighting system independently without causing any cost overruns or safety accidents."

Hearing this, Jaquan stood up excitedly and said, "Didn't you just change a light bulb?!"

"..."

Sydnee came back from the tea garden, following by Harold. The two of them chatted, lowering their heads, as they walked. When they saw Jaquan and the others, Sydnee was stunned. Then, she greeted them, "Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Jaquan took the car keys as a sign to leave. "They are here to relax. Supply them some food. I'm leaving."

Sydnee smiled and nodded, "Fine. Two guests, right? Please come in."

Seeing that Jaquan was leaving, Armando grabbed him and said, "I didn't drive today."

Jaquan held back his impulse to fall out and threw the car keys to Armando. He turned around and looked at Harold, "Did you drive today?"

Harold nodded.

He bought a car under the orders of Emily yesterday. He drove it out today, without license plate. It was a low-key and reserved SUV. It was not high-grade, but practical for daily travel.

Jaquan saw the car parked at the entrance of the village. He thought that it belonged to the manor. He never expected that this was Miss Emily's new car.

He hesitated at the car door, confused. Each of them bought three or four paintings for over a million. Why was Emily still so "frugal"?

Harold boarded the car. Jaquan sighed, and then he got on the car. When Harold reversed the car, he saw a child running forward quickly. He stopped the car and waited for the kid to pass. Jaquan couldn't help but poke out of the window and yelled angrily, "Watch yourself! What if you are hit?"

The child was Stony.

He was frightened by Jaquan, and then he hesitated for a moment and said ok. He did not dash towards his home anymore. Instead, he slowly took a few steps and turned around to take a look.

The car got started. Jaquan saw the child's gaze through the rearview mirror and smiled involuntarily.

He turned his gaze back, still smiling, faced Harold.

Harold didn't say anything.

Jaquan stopped smiling. It was quiet in the car. Jaquan felt somewhat embarrassed. He turned on the music and played a song.

Liu Huan, a Chinese famous singer started his singing. Just as the lyrics "Great River..." came out, Jaquan pressed pause, trembling. He didn't expect Harold would like those wild songs. So he gave up listening to music and lay in the back seat.

He rubbed the cell phone in his pocket, thinking whether he should go back or not.

What did Arabella want him for? Did she need him to drink with her or listen to her complaint? He hesitated but didn't call her back. He looked out of the window and suddenly remembered something. He looked at Harold and asked, "Did Miss Emily move over?"

Harold let out a "yep" sound.

Jaquan thought for a moment, and then called Arabella, "I accidentally hung it up. What's wrong?"

"Vincent invited Grandpa over yesterday afternoon." Arabella said.

"What?"

"Along with Grandpa Mosby and Grandpa Geller." Arabella smiled happily, "Can you guess what Vincent is up to?"

Jaquan didn't say anything, surging out a figure of a little girl in his mind.

Arabella smiled and said, "He treats that little retard as a substitute for her. He wants to..."

"Arabella!" Jaquan interrupted her sternly.

Arabella stopped talking and hung up.

Jaquan looked at Harold, who was looking straight ahead.

Before Jaquan stuffed his phone into his pocket, he checked his WeChat. There were always loads of messages in the WeChat group of the office. He clicked on it and saw someone ask, "When will Mr. Jaquan come back?"

He replied, "Tomorrow."

They cheered in the WeChat group.

Jaquan stared at the screen of his phone and revealed a gratified smile. It felt so good to be needed.

Thinking of something, he gradually stopped smiling-so he could never reject Arabella.

Jaquan got off the car at the office, thanked Harold and left.