Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO-Chapter 743 - 470: Can You Really Keep Praising Yourself in Different Ways? [Part 2]
"I’m not good with alcohol."
After clinking glasses with Pedro Langley, Nora Scott took a small sip of her fake drink and suddenly spoke.
Pedro Langley looked at her quietly.
Surprisingly, he didn’t mock her.
Nora was wearing a white nightgown, her hair half-dry and slightly messy. Her slender fingers held the glass, her eyes slightly lowered, gaze resting on the liquor, distant, as if looking at something across it.
A bit detached, a bit downcast.
She spoke leisurely, "Ward likes to drink baijiu. Among his friends... Sir Quinn doesn’t drink, Ward has a poor capacity for alcohol, Sir Sutton’s stomach can’t handle it, so he quit drinking early."
"You kept him company?"
Pedro Langley spoke in a low, slightly hoarse voice.
"Yeah." Nora said, "After I followed my master, I often ran errands for him, traveling across the country, meeting some people, and picked up some martial world habits. Around that time—"
Nora propped her chin with one hand, swirling the wine in her glass, "I was away from home quite a bit. Every time I went back and saw him drinking alone, I’d mix some water with wine to accompany him."
"At first, he was quite disdainful, said I was spoiling the wine. But over time, whenever he had a drink, he would prepare an empty glass and a bottle of mineral water, waiting for me to join."
Nora suddenly turned to look at Pedro Langley, "Can you believe it, such an unexpressive person once chased my grandma from Xiangel City to Fenton City, and then captured her heart with sweet words. Sweet words... Every time I hear Sir Sutton and Sir Quinn talk about it, I feel like they’re talking about two different people."
Pedro Langley chuckled, as if deeply familiar, "I only use sweet words on you."
Nora glanced at him.
Then she laughed to herself, "Maybe. Anyway, Easton only loved my grandma in this lifetime."
"Your grandma..."
Pedro Langley had never heard Nora mention her before.
"My grandma was a lady of fine upbringing, knowledgeable and refined, proficient in the arts. She was free-spirited on the outside, skilled in martial arts and weaponry." She moved her fingers, lightly tapping her chin, Nora clicked her tongue, "I’ve been told I resemble her, my grandma must have been a peerless beauty."
"... Praising yourself in a roundabout way, huh."
Pedro Langley poked her cheek with a laugh.
When Nora rolled her eyes at him, he suddenly asked, "No photos left?" 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
"No." Nora replied, "They say during a fight between Easton and Evelyn Easton, Evelyn burned them all."
Pedro Langley’s brows furrowed upon hearing this.
Nora continued, "Grandma passed early, Easton was probably heartbroken, despondent for years, and didn’t really care for Evelyn during her rebellious phase, leading to a strained relationship."
There was a soft "ding".
Pedro Langley clinked glasses with Nora.
Nora came back to her senses, looked at Pedro Langley, and downed the whole glass of fake wine in one go.
Pedro Langley: "..."
Under Nora’s challenging gaze, Pedro Langley sighed and tipped back his whole glass of baijiu.
"Speaking of, when I drank with Easton, we rarely talked. I wouldn’t mention things I encountered outside, and he wouldn’t ask." Nora put the empty glass down and started mixing a fake drink again, "But I quite enjoyed drinking with him. He had a clear view of life, could say one or two sentences that outweighed a pile of nonsense from others."
Watching her pour herself another full glass of baijiu, Pedro Langley curled his lips, leaned back, resting his arm on her shoulder, softly ruffling her messy hair.
Pedro Langley said, "He must have had a remarkable past."
Nora turned her head to look at him, "How do you know?"
"Not many elders are as wise as he is."
Nora squinted her eyes, "Is that all?"
"..."
Staring into Nora’s eyes, Pedro Langley suddenly felt a foreboding.
Nora thought of something, lifted her fingers, pinching his jaw, her legs knelt sideways on the sofa, looking up into his eyes, she asked, word by word, "Where’s my dowry?"
The baijiu was quite strong, and after downing it in one go, Pedro Langley felt its kick take immediate effect.
With Nora’s bright eyes fixed on him, he softened inside, leaned down to kiss her lips, and asked in a deeply amused voice, "Were you trying to get me drunk just for that?"
"Part of the plan."
"Marry me, and everything is yours." Pressing his forehead against hers, Pedro Langley’s eyes were filled with laughter, the warm breath carrying a hint of intoxication, "Including your dowry."
"... Tch."
Nora scoffed disdainfully.
This man is relentless, always trying to push her into the grave of marriage.
This is her first relationship, and she hasn’t had enough yet.
Pedro Langley chuckled and asked, "What’s plan number two?"
"Number two..." Nora curled her lips, cupping his face, kissed him twice, then stared into his eyes, saying deliberately, "To make you cry tonight."
"..."
Pedro Langley’s eyes widened suddenly.
Damn.
Pedro Langley cursed under his breath, feeling all out of sorts under Nora’s teasing gaze, almost suspecting she spiked the drink; just one glass had him a bit dizzy.
Nora shifted her position, leaning on his shoulder, her fingers played with his earlobe, watching his ears gradually turn crimson, and smiled contentedly, narrowing her eyes.
She asked, "Langley, drink?"
"... Drink."
Pedro Langley’s reason had been swallowed by her.
