Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 710

“Mr. Armando, guess where I am now? I am on a snack street. There is a lot of delicious food here, and our colleagues are here, too. Would you like to come along?

Needless to say, she was the only colleague.

Janessa closed the phone, thought for a moment, then picked up the phone and replied, “He’s taking a shower.”

Sure enough, there was no reply.

When Armando came back, Janessa was at ease soaking her feet, and her hands were scrolling through Weibo.

He picked up his phone and looked at it. After finding the message from Janessa, he looked up at her.

“You can tell her that she was my sister,” Janessa said arrogantly.

Armando took out his phone and clicked open the dialog box with “a small porcelain bowl” in front of Janessa, and sent a voice message. “Don’t send me a message. My girlfriend is jealous.”

Finished sending, he threw his phone on the coffee table and stared at Janessa on the sofa.

Janessa deliberately pulled a long face and then covered her face with her phone.

Armando reached out to take her phone. Janessa dodged sideways a few times and did not manage it. The phone covering her face was taken away. Janessa stared at him with feigned anger. “What are you doing!”

Armando just looked at her and smiled.

“What’s so funny?” “Go away, go away,” she said, waving him away with her hand.

He lowered his head to kiss her and gave her a long deep kiss before carrying her into the room.

“Stop messing around, I haven’t showered yet…” Janessa fluttered in his arms.

“Wash later,” Armando kicked open the door.

…

“Madam, it’s time for dinner.” Rex opened the door of the studio and shouted at Emily, “If you don’t go down, the food will be cold. Vincent has been waiting for you for a long time.”

Emily put down her brush and said, “Alright, coming.”

Rex was about to turn around when he suddenly turned back to look at the painting in front of Emily and was stunned for a moment.

Emily stood up and threw the paintbrush into the bucket. “Isn’t it vivid?”

“Yes, very lively.” Rex’s expression now was rare, and he looked a little solemn.

If he hadn’t seen this painting, he would have almost forgotten what Harold looked like.

After washing her hands, she looked back at the painting and said to Rex, “Help me frame it after it’s done. I want to put it in the studio.”

“Alright.”

As soon as Emily came out, a little dumpling rushed over by her feet. The little puppy had grown very big in just a few days, and now it had become a big round ball. Emily held it in her arms. “Sir, let’s go eat together.”

Sir barked twice.

“It peed from time to time. Don’t hug it. Be careful not to be peed on your body.”

Emily narrowed her eyes and smiled at him. “No, it seems to only pee on you.”

Rex could not find a proper answer.

The little Hulk was becoming more and more mean.

“Am I right, Sir?” Emily touched the dog’s head, then put it in Rex’s arms. It briskly went downstairs, and before it reached downstairs, he heard Rex’s collapsing voice, “Screw it!” You really like to pee on me?”

Emily couldn’t help but laugh.

She went back to the kitchen to wash her hands. Then she walked to the dining table and saw a few beautifully wrapped red boxes lying on the table. “Wow, where did you get the moon cake?”

“Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Ferne and the others sent it over.” Vincent picked up a piece of moon cake from the box and cut it into four small pieces, handing her a piece, “Eat a bit, lest you can’t eat later.”

“Alright.” Emily took a bite and stuffed the rest into his mouth, “This way, I won’t be unable to dine.”

Vincent could not rebuke.

He helplessly ate the moon cake in his mouth. It was so sweet that the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.

“Is it that delicious?” Emily smiled and asked him, “Do you want to try the chocolate flavor?”

Vincent leaned over and held her chin. His thin lips gently kissed the bits of moon cake at the corner of her mouth. His voice was low and alluring. “I want to try your taste.”

Emily immediately sat up straight. “Rex, hurry up and take the Moon Cake away. We have to eat.”

Rex, who had been peed all over by Sir, dragged his body to carry the Moon Cake away. Emily watched him leave with a look of pity and said hesitantly, “Sir seems to really like him…”

When Rex, who had just arrived at the door, heard this, he stumbled and fell out of the door with the moon cake in his arms.

Emily was stunned and could not think of a word. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

It had been more than half a month since the two of them had registered their marriage. Emily often stared at the ring on her hand and felt that it was inconceivable. It seemed that she was still very young, but she already had a husband in the blink of an eye.

The two of them were in a studio in the afternoon. There were only a few steps between them. They could see each other when they looked up. When they were tired, they went to the lounge chair to rest. There were fruits and snacks on the coffee table.

Emily had never been lying on his own lounge chair. Instead, she rested her head on Vincent’s leg, making it convenient for him to peel the melon seeds and directly feed them to her.

“Can we still participate in the competition we talked about earlier?” Emily asked after eating a melon seed.

Vincent picked up a grape, peeled it, and stuffed it into her mouth.

“Yes.”

“Sure, we’ll have to wait until December.” Vincent wiped his hands with a tissue and looked down at her. “Have you thought of what will you participate with?”

“I haven’t thought it through.” Emily looked at Vincent’s face above her head and could not help but poke his chin, “I wanted to draw it as a gift for Dad, but…”

Emily had changed a lot after Donna had died.

She completely walked out of the shadows of the past. At the same time, she also walked out of her complaints and puzzlement towards Donna. In those few months, she and Donna had been together day and night. She slowly recalled the meticulous care and love her mother had shown to her when she was a child. She suddenly felt relieved.

“I don’t want to draw anymore.” “I want to draw something else.” Her long and dense eyelashes cast a shadow in the shape of a butterfly.

“Alright.” Vincent brushed away a strand of her long hair and said, “Draw whatever you want.”

Emily smiled and kissed him. As Vincent lowered his head to respond, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The curtains of the French window slowly closed. The guards outside the window stretched their necks and peeked inside.

Guard 1 outside the window: “No! I can’t see it!”

Guard 2 outside the window: “In two years, our little young master will be coming out soon!”

Guard 3 outside the window: “Little young master! Wow! He will definitely be very very cute!”

Guard 4 outside the window: “You think too much. Don’t you know what is in the warehouse?”

Guard 1 outside the window: “What is in the warehouse?”

Guard 2 outside the window: “Nothing but about 20 boxes of…”

Guard 3 outside the window: 3: “20 boxes of… Is it what I was thinking of?”

Guard 4 outside the window was stunned.

Guard 1 outside the window didn’t say anything.

Guard 2 outside the window, either.

Guard 3 outside the window, either.

The special assistant outside the window was also silent.