Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 203 Lovestruck Polly

Tioga International Airport, South City.

Lilly held up a card with a cartoon flowchart that Blake had hand–drawn for her. It showed a sizable airplane first, then a truck, a conveyor belt for luggage, and so forth.

Zachary was uninterested as he trailed Lilly. He had his phone in his hand and was engaged in intense battling in–game. He roared, “Bring it on, you idiot!”

Due to the headphones he was wearing, he was unable to gauge the volume of his own voice. The passersby turned around and gazed at him in surprise.

Lilly quickly waved her hand and apologized, “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. My brother is too rude.”

As she said that, she took the bread out of her bag and stuffed it into Zachary’s mouth.

Zachary mumbled, “Hmmm!”

He continued to mumble, but no more offensive words came from his mouth.

Lilly followed the hand–drawn map to collect her luggage and reunite with Polly.

Polly was sent out with pet transportation, where it was in the care of a professional pet carrier.

Polly and another parrot were having a lively conversation, or more accurately, Polly was doing all the talking.

The other bird was a cockatiel parrot. It looked beautiful with its light yellow feathers and smooth crown line. It also had two round red spots on its cheeks just below its eyes, which made its cheeks look pinkish.

“Hello, hi there; did you just wake up?” Polly spread its wings in front of the cockatiel parrot.

That parrot simply ignored Polly.

Lilly said softly, “Polly…”

Polly showed his shining green feathers to the cockatiel parrot again. It said, “Why did you not say anything? Can’t you talk? Oh my gosh! I must teach you then!”

Lilly was speechless.

Polly continued, “Hey, listen to me; you must have a crush on me. If you don’t…I’ll think of something else.”

Lilly called out to the parrot again, “Polly…”

Polly shook its feathers, leaned slightly forward, and got closer to the cockatiel parrot’s cage. It said, “I don’t think you’re the right parrot to date, hmm… but you’re the right parrot to marry me.”

finally lost it, and it shouted,

face Lilly right away and said, “Let’s go. Quick,

were standing nearby were holding their laughter in until they finally lost control

grabbed Polly’s

scene.

an extended statement in gibberish once they were outside

terminal.

had a “you won” expression on her face. She asked solemnly,

shook its head and said, “I couldn’t tell

cage was fastened to the suitcase by Lilly. She then followed the road signs outside while pulling the suitcase with one hand while holding

earphones on and casually

few secret agents who pretended to be “ordinary people” in

the Crawford Mansion, each receiving real–time surveillance footage from the

with a newspaper in his hands and a somber expression on his face, but he was secretly sneaking glances at Blake’s computer. He asked with a long face, “We’ve agreed that we will let her

his head, “Dad, I’ll believe you if you try a little harder

Hugh was taken aback.

I’m monitoring a spy with my camera. I

out a cold sneer, and he said, “I’ll believe you if the focus of your

was pushed to the side by Bettany, who yelled, “Move! I want to

1. to.

was rendered silent. He

was carrying the luggage and walked in front; Zachary trailed empty–handed and preoccupied with video games. She could not bear to watch this scene. She chided angrily, “My goodness! I should’ve beaten him more severely the other day! How could he allow the younger sibling

stared at Zachary in the

the nerve to boss

took out

as he was ready to destroy the rival’s crystal. Suddenly, his phone went black. Zachary looked puzzled, and he became furious. He cried out,

does the internet need to go down now? God, are you screwing

asked, “Mister, how much would it cost to

stretch his neck to see Lilly. When he turned to look, he

suspected the driver was trying to scam her. The little one fell into a dilemma, and

The cabbie was astounded.

a great negotiator and tried to reduce the price from 500

250 bucks. I’m not profiting off of you!” said the cab

250 dollars for a ride, but I couldn’t pay that, alright? Daddy said that hardworking people should not

right. He grumbled, “Hey, it’s fine if you don’t want to ride. Why are you subtly

drive at night, all right? If you do it too often, you’ll run into ghosts while