Chapter 696 - Candy (2)

Randy looked down at him and said, "We need to do this properly."

Lord Top was speechless.

She couldn't remove her hand. Randy started giving his speech in this awkward position. Sometimes, he moved the mouse to mark notes.

"Captain Randy, I can understand what you're saying, so we can skip the notes." Lord Top smiled embarrassedly.

"Well, I'm trying to help." Randy's hand was still on hers.

Lord Top fell silent again.

"Alright, enough." Randy withdrew his hand, "Have a good rest."

"Okay." Lord Top turned off the computer and quickly rushed into the bathroom.

Randy wished the National Championship could end as soon as possible. At that time, he would know Lord Top's decision.

But Randy had made up his mind to introduce Lord Top to Mr. Rolando no matter what.

He wanted Mr. Rolando to witness their marriage.

Randy felt that time was a complicated thing.

Time pushed people forward, and many things had become muted and faded over time.

Randy walked to his room. As he passed by the bathroom, Lord Top stood by the sink with a cup of coffee in her hand. "Don't drink too much coffee at night. It's bad for your sleep," said Randy.

The lights in the bathroom were dazzling, and Lord Top looked bright and beautiful under the light. Randy suddenly had an urge to kiss her.

But he put it out.

"Alright." Randy poured the coffee into the sink, rinsed the cup, and said good night to Lord Top.

Lord Top looked up at Randy in the mirror and smiled, "Good night."

...

In early September, Emily went to the shop to buy a desk.

She had already set up the bed and wall paintings and planned to put a desk where the cupboard was placed. It had been a long time for Emily to leave the house since she visited Rolando with Vincent. She had been dressing in black since her mother passed away. The only time Emily changed into something bright was on Rolando's birthday. When she was home, Emily sat in front of the dining table alone and recalled the good old days. It felt like Donna was back again and gently said, "Emily, do you want to have an apple pie?"

Vincent worried about Emily, so he took Emily to the shop. Emily followed him out of the house to the shopping center.

Happisland City was less developed than City Y, but people still could buy what they needed in various shopping malls. Emily couldn't find her desk after browsing a few stores. Fortunately, Rex helped Emily purchase the bed based on her choice. Otherwise, it would take a week to set up a bed.

"Sir, which one do you prefer, the dark or the light?" The shopping guide provided Vincent with good service.

Vincent leaned back on the sofa and looked at Emily, who was busy picking her desk. "She's the boss here."

"Oh, well. May I ask who pays for the desk?"

"Me. But she's the user."

The guide froze for a moment, "Okay. So, which one do you prefer, sir?"

"Like I said." Vincent took a sip of the tea, "She's the boss here."

The shopping guide didn't say anything.

But at this moment, her heart was teeming with jealousy.

"How could a man be so perfect? He's tall, handsome, and most importantly, loves his girlfriend! How come I never meet a man like this?"

Emily chose one and was about to try it, but a girl at about 13 or 14 years old occupied the desk. She turned to her parents with a frown, "Well, that's not too bad. But I prefer the pink one."

"It's just a study desk. What's wrong with this one? If you have the pink one, you must regret when you grow up a bit. Your cousins can't laugh at your childish idea if you buy this one." The little girl's mother said.

"I think this one is better." Her father, with a big, fat belly, added.

The little girl pouted, but the guide had already led the parents to the cashier

Emily stared at the little girl in a student uniform. After a while, the girl left with her parents.

"What's the matter?" Vincent walked over and followed her sight. He saw three people leaving the shopping center.

Vincent thought it triggered Emily's childhood memories, but Emily stayed there and said, "I haven't been to school, so I think she might be happy."

"School?" Vincent looked at her and asked.

Emily shook his head. "Well, it's nothing. I'm too old for school, am I?"

She put it behind and turned around, but Vincent fished out his phone and texted Rex.

Rex was wiping his dog's ass and suddenly jumped up when he saw the text. "What? The little Hulk wants to be a student?"

The two guards were so shocked that they fell off the tree.

In the end, Emily picked the dark one, and she bought a lot of paintbrushes and drawing boards when they walked past a stationery store. Emily loved drawing boards and easels, although she already had four easels in her studio. Sydnee gave her the other two. But Emily still felt an urge to buy some more.

The two guards held the drawing board in one hand and the paintbrush in the other. The old wounds didn't bother them, but they still walked slowly in the crowded street.

There were a lot of students here. Some were with their parents, while the others were with friends. Vincent was helping Emily to tie her shoe at the side. Emily smiled at him, but at this moment, a boy whistled at her.. Emily didn't notice him, but the shrill whistle drew everyone's attention to Emily.