"Well, President Ramos, Dean Steve, let's make a preliminary decision on what we said before." Patriarch Philip pondered a little and said, "I'll visit them later."
"Well, let's go first." Ramos and Steve nodded at the same time. They knew that patriarch Philip must deal with some family affairs now.
After the two left, patriarch Philip turned to look at redro and Hewitt: "you two go out first, too."
"Yes, patriarch." Redrow responded respectfully and walked away quickly.
"Patriarch, I..." Hewitt seemed to want to say something else.
"I'll talk about it later." Patriarch Philip's face sank and he looked very unhappy.
"Yes, patriarch." Hewitt obviously did not dare to challenge the authority of patriarch Philip, so he had to leave reluctantly. Just before he left, he gave Ron a very strange look.
"Grandfather, everyone's gone. What do you want to tell us?" Agatha asked curiously.
"Agatha, I've told you many times that when you meet an enemy, it's OK to wear your clothes, but what do you usually wear like this?" Patriarch Philip's face sank. "I know you can wear this dress at any time. Even if you are attacked by the enemy, you can wear it at any time. From today on, you are not allowed to wear this dress again!"
"Ah?" Agatha was stunned. "Grandpa, why don't you allow me to dress like this?"
"Good?" Philip patriarch snorted, "you look like this all day, people think you dare not see people, do you know there are rumors that you are too ugly, that's why Ron mixed with other girls!"
"That's their bullshit!" Agatha retorted unconvinced, "I don't care what they say!"
"You don't care, I do!" Patriarch Philip frowned, and his tone was obviously unhappy. "In a word, from today on, you don't want to wear this armor again. What does a good girl look like when she does this all day long? Change it for me now
"If you don't wear it, you don't wear it." Agatha mumbled, but she didn't move. Her armor disappeared from her body, and her true face appeared in front of Ron again. Of course, Ron didn't see her for the first time, so he didn't feel very special about it.
"It's just like that. I don't want people to think that my granddaughter is inferior to others." Patriarch Philip's face softened.
"Grandfather, don't listen to the nonsense of that guy Hewitt. He's not kind at all." Agatha pouted. "Ron has seen me for a long time, and we're all right."
"I know exactly what Hewitt wants to do." Patriarch Philip snorted, "some places of him are nonsense, but some places are also facts. Agatha and Ron are still young, and boys can't stand the temptation. But you are several years older than him, or his fiancee. How can you ignore him and let him do whatever he wants?"
"Grandfather, I will take care of him in the future." Agatha said with a mouthful.
"Well, I don't want to blame you all the time. I'm also responsible." Patriarch Philip's voice became gentle. He turned to Ron and said, "Ron, in the past year or so, you have done a lot of things that impressed me. Your progress is faster than I expected. I don't say anything hypocritical. When Agatha chose you that day, I still felt that you were not worthy of her, but as long as she likes it, it doesn't matter, but now, I just found out that you really deserve Agatha. I have to admit that Agatha has far more eyes than me. "
After a little pause, Philip continued: "but I'm not very happy about you and Diana and Audrey. Of course, I don't mean to pursue these. I just want to ask you, now, do you still want to marry Agatha?"
"Grandfather, why do you ask that?" Agatha was not happy. "How dare you not marry me?"
"Ron, we've always had a good relationship between the Ryan family and the Byrd family, so I know very well about your presence there, and I know that you can always gain a high position in the Bora Empire if you want to." But I don't care about that. All I care about is, do you really want to marry Agatha now
"Grandfather, I've never thought about it. In my opinion, it's natural for me to marry Agatha. I don't need to think about it at all." Ron said with a slight hesitation.
"You mean you just want to keep your engagement?" Patriarch Philip frowned slightly.
Ron quickly shook his head: "grandfather, you misunderstood me, but these days, I have already regarded Agatha as my real wife. Although there is no real wedding, in my opinion, I have already married Agatha, so naturally I can't talk about whether I want to marry her or not."
"What, it's so complicated!" Agatha curled her lips. "Little lecheron, I'll ask you a simple question, do you like me?""This..." Ron hesitated for a moment. He didn't know how to answer.
"Well, what are you hesitating about?" Agatha was discontented. "Say you like me!"
Ron can't laugh or cry. How can she force people to say that they like her? To say, he really doesn't know whether he likes Agatha or not. They make a marriage appointment first, and then they begin to get to know each other. Although they get along well, he has a good impression of Agatha, but the problem is, it's really not clear whether they like Agatha or not.
"You're still thinking, little luster!" Agatha stares at Ron fiercely, "if you don't like me, why are you peeping at my bath? Why do you insult me? "
"Will you stop talking nonsense?" Ron a burst of depression, "where did I peep at your bath, you didn't close the door, and I didn't call it indecent, OK? You say you are my wife. Why can't I do that? "
"But if you don't like me, don't do that!" Agatha said angrily.
"I didn't say I didn't like you!" Ron is a little helpless, "I only know that I like you, but I don't know to what extent, we rarely together, this can't blame me completely?"
"Of course it's your fault. You don't spend much time with me because you've been fooling around with Diana all day!" Agatha said discontentedly.
"It's clear that you have been casting swords all day, and your little sisters don't know what they are doing. How can you blame me?" Ron retorted.
"Of course it's your fault. In short, it's your fault. I'm your wife, mine is yours, and mine is yours!" Agatha began to be unreasonable.
Ron was speechless when Agatha said so, which naturally had nothing to contend with her.
"Well, don't make any noise!" Philip patriarch finally unbearable, "you two are not small, how still like children?"
"Grandfather, who let this little lecheron not say that he liked me? At the beginning, he refused to say that he liked me, but now he still refuses to say that!" Agatha looks aggrieved.
"It doesn't matter whether he says it or not. What matters is whether he treats you well." Philip patriarch light smile, "well, I don't ask, your situation, I probably know, Ron, according to the original agreement, this December 24, that is, your eighteenth birthday, you and Agatha will be officially married, to this point, you have no objection?"
"Of course not." Ron answered without hesitation.
"Well, I'll go first. These days, I'll stay in the martial arts association temporarily. If you two have something to do, you can also go there to find me." Patriarch Philip stood up.
"Grandfather, are you leaving so soon?" Agatha was stunned.
"Well, I have something else to do." Philip looked at his beloved granddaughter with loving eyes. "Agatha, Ron, you two should get along well and don't quarrel."
"I see, grandfather." Agatha answered weakly.
"Take care of your fiancee." Philip patted Ron on the shoulder and turned away.
Ron watched Philip's back disappear in his sight, and then couldn't help muttering, "what's going on?"
"It's not Hewitt who said in front of his grandfather that we had a bad relationship, that you didn't like me, that you were fooling around with other women, and that he asked him to cancel our engagement!" Agatha said angrily, "grandfather really thought we had a bad relationship, so he came here to ask me. I told him there was no such thing. He didn't believe it. He had to ask you personally."
Agatha's pale face turned a little red at the moment, and seemed to be quite angry: "in the future, I will beat that guy Hewitt to let him know that he can't speak ill of others. Really, even if my husband is a bad guy, he doesn't have to say it!"
"What's your feud with Hewitt?" Ron asked.
"He doesn't have any grudge against me. If he does, it's with you." Agatha said, "but miss Ben is in a bad mood now. I don't want to tell you. Let's talk about it later. Now you can go and hang out with Diana."
"Say it or not." Ron shook his head. The fiancee was so unpredictable that he didn't know what was on her mind all day.