Chapter 353 Who Called Me Gigolo

Although there were only two of them, the atmosphere was cozy and harmonious. Jacob was a doctor who had saved the life and helped the injured. He had always been a good man in the patient's heart for many years. He took good care of Vivian at home and as a mother and father. Jacob had lived most of his life, and he never let go of anything else. Vivian's marriage was the most important thing in his life. Now, the appearance of Terence truly fulfilled his dream.

"Terence is a good boy. If you can settle down with him, I will die without anything to regret."

"Pooh, Pooh, Pooh!" Vivian complained with disagree, "Dad, you're too young to regret even if you die! We are waiting for you to teach our new baby to play chess! "

"Okay." Jacob nodded with a smile and said, "Come on, let's have dinner."

"Got it." Vivian praised while eating, "Dad, your dishes are still as delicious as before."

"How about inviting Terence to eat with us next time?"

"Terence, Terence..." Vivian snorted, "Why do you always think of him? What drugs did he feed you? "

Jacob smiled, in a word, Terence was a good boy. Vivian had no idea what Terence had done behind her back, nor did she know that he had pacified her father a long time ago. Although she had a little complaint on her face, her heart had long been filled with sweetness, as if she was sweet to jump into Terence's arms at the moment.

At the same time, at the MS Tea House.

Clara was wearing a light blue cheongsam with a short sleeved cloak, and her hair was coiled into a ponytail, which exposed her slender neck. With a hairpin in her hair, she walked toward Terence steadily. She then walked a few steps forward, slightly crouched down, gently bowed to him and smiled.

"I'm sorry Miss Clara. I'm afraid that I have to bow to you, too." Terence replied with a smile. He took back his amazement and thought, 'Vivian is so beautiful in a cheongsam, isn't she?'

"In the club, I always wear like this." Clara smiled, "It's also for the convenience of performing tea ceremony later."

"Really?" Terence became a little interested. "It's my honor to meet Miss Clara's performance."

Pursing her lips, Clara smiled. Her every move was not like the domineering posture she wore in a tight skirt and high-heeled shoes, but a combination of an elegant lady and a daughter.

"Mr. Terence, please don't mind it." "Mr. Terence, please have a seat," Clara said politely.

When Terence was about to nod his head, a voice came from outside the door, "Manager Clara, your guest has arrived."

"Let them in." Clara said flatly. Then, a hollowed out wooden door was opened, and two men and a woman walked in. They greeted each other simply and spoke for the cooperation case.

In the meanwhile, Clara performed a whole set of traditional style black dragon tea skill, and every move was threw into air, with a delicate temperament. The faint fragrance of the tea seemed to be intoxicating.

"Manager Clara, you are such good at playing the tea skills. I am so attracted by your talent and skills. If this show video is shown on the Internet,

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

rrived. The three hooligans were scared.

"Spare me, sir! Please forgive me! " The man who was seized by Terence cried out.

"Humph!" Terence shook off that man's hand coldly. The three fled like scurrying with the security guards on. 'Son of a bitch! Who the hell do you think you are? It was their honor to be beaten by him.

"Mr. Terence, I'm sorry. Are you okay?" Clara asked.

"Nothing." Terence shook his head and asked, "Miss Clara, are you all right?"

"No, I'm fine." Clara also shook her head and said gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Terence."

"I just can't stand them curse me like that anymore." Terence sighed, "Miss Clara, you'd better not get involved with these people. They are really hard to deal with."

"I know." It was rare to see her look fatigued. "But doing business makes me feel helpless. They have come several times before, and I think they are very difficult to deal with. If not, I wouldn't have dodged the attack just now. "

With a frown, Terence put his hand in his pocket and added, "I think you should be protected by more people." Clara's eyes lit up, as soon as she opened her mouth, Terence's phone rang.

Ding——

"I'm sorry." Terence apologized and picked up the phone. As soon as he saw the number, his eyebrows became smooth. "Hello?"

"Mr. Terence, it's past ten. Why didn't you call me?" The voice of Vivian with a smile came the other end of the line, "Didn't you say that you would be home at ten o'clock? Have you returned home? "

"Not yet." Replied Terence with a rising tone of voice. "But I'll be back soon."

"Why haven't you come back?" Vivian said sweetly.

"Mr. Terence, can you drive me home later?" Clara asked in a medium voice towards the direction of his phone, biting her lips.

Terence suddenly stopped speaking on the other side of the phone. He frowned and was about to speak but the phone was suddenly hanged up.

Terence had no choice but to close his eyes helplessly, turn around and said to Clara indifferently, "You did it on purpose."

"Yes, you're right. I did it on purpose."