Chapter 81 Bea Recently Seduced The Man From Somewhere "He is..." Grandpa did not want to guess who the person was. If he guessed wrongly, it would be awkward.

Luke walked in with his suit and straightened back. He reached out his hand politely and intimately wrapped his other arm around Bianca's waist. His gesture seemed to allow Grandpa to understand their relationship.

"Are you the Jean Langdon that my son told me about?" Grandpa smiled and stood in front of the fire pit. He said, "I tried to remember your name well after Bea's father told me the two of you have been together for more than five years now and that the two of you are getting married soon."

Bianca was worried that Luke would correct him, so she immediately interrupted and said, "Grandpa, look how thin you've gotten! Were you not used to life in Japan?"

"I'm old, and old people look like this." Grandpa put his arm around his hunched back and took the fire stick to another dilapidated room.

After he searched for something for a long time, the old man took two small stools out and put them on the kitchen floor. He invited his grandsonin-law to sit. ‘Come, boy. Have a seat here. We don't have any nice furniture in this house."

Bianca looked at the two dilapidated wooden stools on the floor and glanced at Luke nervously. She was worried that he would not want to sit on it.

However, Luke was thoughtful and took Grandpa’s feelings into account. He stepped down his usual high horse and did not seem to mind sitting on the stool at all. He even pulled her to sit next to him and said, "Come and sit, let's talk to Grandpa."

Grandpa sat on the small stool that was already in the kitchen.

"You can go ahead and talk to Grandpa. I need to get some groceries." Bianca pushed her luggage aside and took some money from her bag. She glanced at Luke worriedly.

Luke understood what she was worried about and nodded to signify that he understood.

"Alright, I’ll be out." Bianca glanced at Grandpa before going out.

After Bianca walked past the red-bricked front yard and exited the gate, Bianca looked up and saw a lot of people standing a few meters away.

She could still vaguely remember some of those neighbors' names.

the eyes of those neighbors, she was the daughter of a wh*re, so she had to be a wh*re now that she was all grown up. Those were the gossips she had heard all the time

walked to a mini-mart that sold

back were lesser, the

of Luke and her had reawakened the

Raynes’ old house?" a middle-aged woman pointed at her and asked the others in a low

can still tell that's her. I could

be called the east river, but 30 years later, it might be the west river. Look at how promising the Rayne daughter is, then compare her to my daughter. My daughter only married

that way. Your girl got married to the best compared to all the other girls

because of the betrothal gift that's worth 200,000.

no merits! All he has is

a good family. I’m 80 percent sure that this Bea is a mistress. Look at this man's car. I bet it's worth millions! Perhaps Bea recently seduced the man from

the townspeople."

same thing as her shameless

to cook the vegetables with, ribs, and seasonings

her shopping, the gossiping middle-aged women

pour it out, but Grandpa stared at the bowl of leftovers with dismay. He was

your health. On the contrary, it will cause more harm to you," Luke said that and dealt with the

sat down silently without

the things in her hands. She could not say what she was feeling, but it was an indescribable sense of security that

slender fingers held the broken bowl. The diamonds inlaid on the luxury watch that he wore on

with a flabbergasted look on her face, Luke put down the old and worn out bowl with

the town had natural gas pipelines for their stoves. The ones that did not have them at least had gas tanks. Her old grandpa still used a fire pit stove by burning branches

town before, he knew about

reason Luojiazhen was not fantastically developed was because of the inactions of the previous

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