Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

The cashier, seeing such a handsome customer flashing his cash so generously, was caught off guard for a moment. After she came back to her senses, the man had already left.

Vivian and Aaron were strolling on the other side of the street. As they walked, Vivian was pointing out the local attractions.

Meanwhile, Gordan strode menacingly along the opposite side of the road.

The streetlights were dim, but the brilliant lights emanating from the quaint shops lining both sides of the road painted a contrasting brilliance. It gave him a clear view of the actions of the two people across the street.

A man with a basketball was walking toward Vivian and Aaron. After he was bumped by his buddy, he teetered dangerously, seemingly on the verge of falling toward Vivian's direction.

Aaron, sharp as ever, immediately put his arm around Vivian's shoulder. He shielded her to his other side.

With fluid grace, Aaron effortlessly lifted Vivian and cradled her with one hand on her shoulder. It caused her feet to leave the ground.

Even though it was only for a second, Vivian was startled. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she let out a sigh of relief.

She was soaring into the air all of a sudden, and in the blink of an eye, she found herself in a different spot.

"Ms. Vivian, I'm sorry," Aaron apologized. After all, it all happened suddenly, and this was the only way to keep her safe.

"It's alright. You just caught me off guard," replied Vivian, realizing that he did it to keep her safe.

The two guys next to them also realized what happened. The one with the basketball apologized to Vivian, “I'm sorry. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Vivian replied in English, telling him that she was unharmed.

The man heaved a sigh of relief, feeling glad he did not bump into anyone. The foreign man in front of him seemed like trouble, and he did not want to mess with him. Recalling the man's move just now, he gave a thumbs-up and praised, "Bro, that was impressive."

Aaron did not understand English. The gesture of approval, however, was universally understood across the globe. He replied with a goofy smile in return.

In Russia, he would have probably kept a straight face.

However, they were not in Russia. Their boss made it clear that this kind of attitude did not fly in A City. Hence, it would be best to keep a friendly face and avoid looking too serious.

Moreover, their young lady did not appreciate them sporting serious faces. She said it was intimidating.

that he was not mad when he saw Aaron's smile.

"Let's go," said Vivian.

pretty polite," Aaron could not help

you guys are often involved in fights and conflicts, the people you

you poorly either. It's all about the social context." Vivian let out a sigh. She

back in Russia, her family had no other

to soften up, those people would not turn kind

her time in A City. At least, none of those troublesome incidents happened

across the street, watched how Aaron rescued Vivian. He could not help but let out a

What a show-off...

Aaron

was just a little bump.

sturdy frame, how could she possibly fall apart from

getting more and more irritated as the thoughts filled his mind. He could feel the displeasure building up inside him, almost bursting out of his chest and throat. He was tempted to pick a

escorted Vivian to the entrance of the residential

said to Aaron, "Alright, I'm here. You should head

you're downstairs," replied Aaron,

to a taxi waiting nearby. "We're at the entrance of

worry. There's a taxi right there. Go back and

Aaron was

commanded, "Get in the car now.

not, he might insist on taking her all

with this place. She could not let him go without making sure he got into the taxi

would send Aaron, who struggled with English, here for the job. Ray had many people who were proficient in English by his

English were able

Aaron had to

He stared into her

get into the taxi and communicate with the driver.

she walked toward the entrance of the residential area but did not go in. Instead, she approached the man who stood by the green belt. "Gordan

around and leave, he

wanted to explain, but he felt like his throat was stuffed with cotton, and he could not utter