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.”

it shouted, “I’m a

said, “Let’s go.

standing nearby were holding their laughter in

was so embarrassed. She quickly grabbed Polly’s cage, strided forward, and hurriedly fled from

scene.

in gibberish once they

terminal.

her face. She asked solemnly, “Polly, did you

its head and

the suitcase by Lilly. She then followed the road signs outside while pulling the suitcase with one hand while holding the fruit

to play games with earphones on

people” in the crowd. All of them wore eyeglasses

up four computers in the Crawford Mansion, each receiving real–time surveillance footage from

at Blake’s computer. He asked with a long face, “We’ve agreed that we will let her be independent. Why are

even bothering to raise his head, “Dad, I’ll believe you if you try a little harder to hide that you’re peeking at the

Hugh was taken aback.

“Furthermore, I’m monitoring a spy with my

sneer, and he said, “I’ll believe you if the focus

“Move! I want to watch

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rendered silent. He lost in the

Lilly 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

and stared

has the nerve to

took out his

ecstatic as he was ready to destroy the rival’s crystal. Suddenly, his phone went black. Zachary looked

to go

hailed a cab. She stood on tiptoe and asked, “Mister, how much would it cost to

he turned to look, he saw only two

taken aback. She suspected the driver was trying to scam her. The little one fell into a dilemma, and she asked,

The cabbie was astounded.

whether I’m trying to scam her; this kid is a great negotiator and tried to reduce the price

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

face. She said, “Mister, you can ask for 250 dollars for a ride, but I couldn’t pay that, alright? Daddy said that hardworking people should

more he listened, the more the driver sensed something was not right. He grumbled, “Hey, it’s fine if you don’t want to ride.

warned him sternly, “Mister, don’t drive at