Chapter 340 Don't hold on, I'm not wronged

Dixon remained silent for a long time when he saw the photo. Dixon was obviously trapped in this mood and couldn't go out. It was meaningless for others to persuade him more.

He went out with a sigh, and his boss didn't know when he could get over it.

At this moment, on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, Sonia and Victor walked out of the airport together. Chris unlocked the car in the front. He smiled and helped Sonia carry the suitcase. "You two have only one box?"

"Yeah." Sonia smiled. "We only have some daily clothes, some cosmetics, and others are all external things."

"All right." Chris pulled the door open for them. "It doesn't matter. If you need anything, I'll pay for it." "That's exactly what I think!" Sitting in the back row, Victor smiled and shouted, "Uncle Chris, where are we going tonight?"

"I will take you to eat western food, and then you can have a good rest tonight. Let me arrange the schedule for you tomorrow!"

Chris turned the wheel and whistled. "This is the first time you two have come so far for me. I have left my job behind to be with you."

"I like Uncle Chris the best!"

Victor's eyes narrowed with laughter. Chris was a very important friend of Sonia. When Sonia was wronged before, Chris flew over without saying anything. These feelings couldn't be faked.

A Country really had a large territory. It took Chris a whole hour from the airport. After arriving at home, Victor laughed happily. "Uncle Chris, your yard is so big!"

"There is too much land here, especially a few years ago when the government land was given to us for nothing. They earnestly wish us to buy more lands."

yard and took Victor into the house. Sonia followed behind them and turned on

and advanced tone in Dixon's home. It was pure European royal style, with fireplace, Christmas tree, various murals

up. "Is

a gun license here, but

at the gun

woodshed, piled it in the fireplace, and got some fine dead branches that were easy to ignite. After tampering with it for a while, a small fire rose in the fireplace. Victor watched a lot of foreign family life on TV. This was the first time he saw it real. He was pleasantly surprised that his little face was red. He wanted to get

Chris up the circling stairs and encountered a servant who greeted him with a pot of roasted chicken, "Nice to

is the young son of my good friend. Look at him, isn't he

in his hand. She couldn't his language, so she communicated with him

young master by Chris's servants than by those from Dixon's

attitude of a foreign gentleman and bent

using foreign language. "Hello,

covered her mouth and smiled. "Miss, can I praise you? You are so beautiful, more attractive

also my honor. Will you have dinner together with

me. She is not only my nanny, but also very much like my mother." Chris pulled out his chair. "Hey Victor,

The turkey was roasted with brown oil and had a fragrance, whose belly was full of fruit

and it could be seen how meticulous the master's life was. Chris opened the red wine very gently before Mrs. Dubois stood up, and poured the dark red liquid into the glass, which was flowing with a

want

glanced at Victor. "To learn to drink like an

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