Chapter 470 - Wallet (1)

Randy was shocked. He also whispered in Carl's ear, "How did you see it?"

Carl blinked at him meaningfully and smiled without speaking.

Randy felt speechless.

'Sometimes, I don't know if my disposition is inherited from my parents or this old man.'

Since the team members were all boys with good appetites, apart from four portions of bone soup, Randy ordered eight more dishes, which were sweet and glutinous.

As soon as the dishes were served, the team members understood that those dishes were ordered for Lord Top.

Usually, when Carl ate, his assistant was always aside to serve him. But this time, the assistant sat beside him. Since it was not the assistant's turn to serve Carl, Randy placed some soup in front of Carl. Then he found a straw and handed it to Carl, "Have a taste."

This was the first time Carl had received such treatment from his grandson. Thus, he happily accepted it. Just as his mouth approached the straw and hadn't taken a sip, he said, "Yummy!"

"You haven't drunk it yet," Randy said so, but there was a smile on his face.

Carl patted Randy's face, "My Rand looks better when he smiles."

'Odd.'

'I hate Carl or others calling me Rand, especially in public.' However, while the members were stifling their laughs, Randy said generously, "It is the nickname my grandfather gives me. Does it sound good?"

"That sounds good!" The team members were very supportive and some of them even took the lead in applauding.

Randy's gaze swept over to Lord Top. She was also smiling. That smile inexplicably appeased his heart that had been uneasy for a while.

He turned his head to Carl's ear and whispered again, "What do you think of her? How about I marry her?"

Carl also lowered his voice, "Really? Will she fall for you?"

Randy was lost for words.

'This old man is really mischievous.'

After dinner, Randy went to the bathroom and planned to pay the bill. However, he saw Lord Top standing at the cashier desk paying.

"Why are you paying?" Randy asked.

Lord Top lowered her head and saw that Randy's right hand was still wrapped in gauze. Her voice carried a hint of bashfulness, "Sorry for your injury. I was thinking about treating you to a meal alone before."

Randy raised his right hand and said, "It's fine, just a small injury."

Lord Top took out a wallet from her large pocket and handed it over, "I lost your wallet last time. I buy a new one. Captain Randy, see it if you like it."

Ferne had found his wallet and returned it to him.

However, Randy did not intend to tell Lord Top.

He looked down at the wallet in her hand. There was a caricature embroidered on the side of the black wallet, on which a young girl wore a cat headset and sat on a chair, swaying her thin white legs.

It was obvious that she had found someone to embroider the caricature after buying it. It should have taken her a lot of energy and time. She probably started to do it as soon as she was discharged from the hospital.

"Do you know what it means for a girl to give a boy a wallet?" He suddenly asked.

Lord Top was a little confused, "What does it mean?"

Randy reached out and took the wallet in her hand. He smiled softly and said, "I'll take it."

Lord Top looked blankly at his back as he left. Then, she turned on his phone and searched, "What does it mean for a girl to give a boy a wallet?"

There were three results.

"Giving a boy's wallet means that the girl wants to be in charge of his boyfriend's money and let him spend it reasonably."

"It means that the girl wants her boyfriend to be successful in his career and use the wallet to store more money."

"A wallet is a personal item. Usually, it is not a gift between ordinary friends. A girl gives a boy wallet, which means that the boy can carry it with him and think of her anytime, anywhere."

Lord Top was stunned for a moment, and then she hurriedly chased after Randy.

'Wait! I don't think that much!'

Randy did not go far. He stopped on the stairs and saw Lord Top coming. He held the wallet and asked, "I want to take my grandfather out to play for a month. Can you take care of the training base for me?"

Lord Top nodded solemnly, "No problem."

Randy touched her head, "There's no need to be so serious. I'll leave the base to you. Take good care of it. Wait for me. Okay?"

She didn't know if it was because she already knew Randy's feelings for her, or she still remembered the moment when Randy was punched during the kidnapping incident, or the words she had just searched for were still flashing in her mind. At this moment, facing Randy who was so gentle, she felt that her heart unconsciously beat faster.

"What's your answer?" Randy lowered his head and asked her.

Lord Top uncomfortably took a step back. Behind her was a staircase. Randy stretched out his hands and gently wrapped her in his arms, asking, "What's the answer?"

Lord Top stiffened for a second, then replied, "Okay."

Randy didn't have any thoughts at the moment. He just wanted to hug her quietly. His mind was infested with concerns about Carl's illness, imagining the wailing of oncology patients during chemotherapy. The door to another world was open to Carl. There were ghosts crying and wolves howling inside.. He closed his eyes in pain and thought silently, 'I wouldn't let this happen to my grandfather.'