Someone opened the door, the voices of the maid and Mrs.Leslie could be heard. They were talking to each other and Mrs.Leslie was in a good mood and talked happily.

This was a matter between her and Armand, she didn’t need Mrs.Leslie to know, she was too old to even think about dealing with something like this.

Not for the sake of Armand, just because that Mrs.Leslie treated her very well.

She pulled open the door of her room, the maid was hanging the laundry for Mrs.Leslie.

"I don’t know that you're home." When the old woman saw Theresa, she was a bit astonished, then, she grinned, "Come, sit down, I have something great to share with you."

Theresa faithfully sat down on the couch, and the old woman grasped her hand excitedly.

"What great thing makes grandmother so happy?" Theresa concealed her feelings well, without letting Mrs.Leslie realized it at all.

Despite the fact that she had not spent a long time with Mrs.Leslie, her thoughtfulness, and friendliness had effectively melted her.

Regardless of how she and Armand were, she couldn’t hurt Mrs.Leslie.

"I met a face reader today, he said that my face is ruddy and I would be blessed with good fortune which means something great is occurring." Mrs.Leslie actually believed in face reading.

Most elderly folks believed in face reading.

People from the previous generation were more superstitious.

Theresa couldn’t help but giggle, "Do you just believe what he said?"

The old woman's eyes widened, "Let me tell you, I didn't tell him that I had a grandson, however by reading my face, he could tell that I had a grandson who got married and said that one year from now I would get a great-grandson, could I not trust it?"

The housekeeper interrupted, "Mrs.Leslie was so glad that she gave him a red packet with a considerable amount of money."

The grin on Theresa’s face gradually faded away.

Mrs.Leslie held Theresa’s hand tighter and came closer, "Theresa, about this, I’m counting on you."

As she said, her eyes fell on her tummy, “Maybe my great-grandson has already been in your womb.”

a smile, nor could she say

returned, she will leave and to repay Mrs.Leslie’s thoughtfulness, she stood up,

She cooked for Mrs.Leslie.

anything, "It's New Year's Eve, where is Armand? Is that he still hasn't completed his work in his

Theresa said nonchalantly, "Perhaps."

his face. He had no sense of time and family, when he comes back home, I would beat him up." Mrs.Leslie really thought was that if he didn’t come back home, how could she get

couldn’t have a

night was falling, and Armand still hadn’t

meal for Mrs.Leslie herself despite that Mrs.Leslie was stopping

skill wasn’t good, however, she just did it as

maid, she made a

winter, and there came the crispy bean curd, seared shrimp with garlic, and boiled Chinese yam. All was a light

Theresa washed her hands to serve the rice, and called Mrs.Leslie

happy about what occurred during the day as she was told that she can get a grandson, of course, she

she didn't pay attention to Theresa and didn't discover what was

she cooked for her actually,

the right choice to

didn’t want Mrs.Leslie to know what was in her mind so she forced herself to eat some, "I heard

of crispy bean curd. Although Mrs.Leslie was old, her teeth were still tough, as long as it

Mrs.Leslie served soup to Theresa, " We need to eat white radish in the summer as the saying goes people eat white radish

grinned as

that Mrs.Leslie

tidy up the kitchen and then watched

o'clock, Mrs.Leslie

down first, I will

leave, she treated her with filial

used to call

hands and felt that it would not be hot before she took the towel and brought it out, she put the water bowl close to Mrs.Leslie’s feet and brought her feet into the bowl, "Will it be too

at Theresa and reached out to caress her head, "You are a good kid, Armand is so blissful that he

the tears streamed down, and dropped into the bowl

regardless of what occurs later on, I will still treat

said cheerfully, "Oh girl, stop saying so.

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