My Supermodel Wife

Merry was numb by the look in Jean's eyes, her eyes were red and she refused to lower her head. "Brother, don't apologize, you didn't do anything wrong! Who told them to beat Chris like this? Look! The corners of his mouth are bleeding. I just threw a bowl of fruit, it's nothing compared to Chris' suffering."

Chris saw Merry's eyes that were filled with tears again, and his heart burned.

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Anna opened her mouth. The water droplets on her face have been wiped off by Lilia. She wanted to assuage her anger, but when she heard what Merry said, she smiled coldly. "Who told your second uncle to be so weak that he couldn't beat my brother? Indeed, the more afraid someone is, the louder he barks."

"You ..."

"Can't you keep quiet?" At this time, Jean's grim voice was heard.

He swept the crowd with a faint gaze, his eyes became sharp, and a hint of displeasure arose from it.

Merry bit his mouth and stopped talking. Anna grinned and bowed her head.

Glen raised his hand and wiped the fruit on his body . He put his hands on his knees and raised his eyebrows. "Josh, I will pay for his medical expenses."

His tone was light, one could not tell if he was being sincere or had a hidden anger.

When Chris heard what he said, he could not help but sneer. "The medical expenses are unnecessary, we better continue our fight until it is over."

"What's wrong with that bastard?!" Glen's dark eyes fell on Chris, and he expressed his disgust straightforwardly.

Chris gritted his teeth, but was speechless.

He was right!

He was not his match!

Jean looked at Glen, and finally at Chris. "He is the boxing expert in the underworld, you really can't beat him."

Chris was caught in a dilemma and felt sick.

Glen raised his eyebrows and smiled in satisfaction, but then he heard a warning from Jean. "Glen, if you hurt him and the rest of my brothers, you know what will happen to you."

To Jean, everyone is important. He didn't want his friends to fight over trivial matters.

Glen's smile froze a little. "Josh, you do have a lot of siblings huh."

After hearing this, the man nodded nonchalantly. "You are included too!"

Because of Jean's words, the war had stopped. Chris and Glen's electrifying gazes met in the air, but the two of them immediately moved in just one second.

The person called brother by Jean were only the chosen ones, but somehow they both felt that they couldn't get along.

About a few minutes later, Merry peeked at Jean with her head lowered.

She kept stirring her hands on her knees, and for a long time she raised her eyes to look at Anna on the opposite side, and said, "Sorry, I went too far for doing that without thinking."

The little girl pushed another plate on the table towards Anna.

Everyone was speechless.

Anna looked at the plate, and met Merry's sad expression again. She plays with her curly hair. "No, no, I'm just... just kidding!"

The two young girls of almost the same age look at each other, and compromise is perhaps the first step in a friendship.

Seeing everyone calm down, Jean sighed. "Let's eat."

At the dining table, they all ate hot pot with different thoughts.

It was a coincidence to meet Glen in Chinatown.

When they ate, everything was silent and only the sound of chewing was heard.

During this time, only Jean offered Lilia dishes from time to time, and sometimes told her not to eat foods that were too spicy or drinks that were too cold.

...

It's nine in the evening.

They returned to the apartment, and Chris immediately took Merry back to her room.

Glen and Anna came to Jean and Lilia's apartment.

As soon as he entered, Glen surveyed the inside of the apartment in disgust. "Josh, are you living so frugally now?"

When the man led Lilia and sat down, he ignored Glen's sarcasm. "Why are you in LA?"

Hearing that, Glen stood still on the spot. He turned and chuckled. "I am looking for you!"

Seeing that they might have something to talk about, Lilia patted her husband's arm. "You guys talk first, I'll make tea."

The man's cold cheeks were tinged with tenderness, and he nodded in agreement.

While walking towards the kitchen, Lilia walked over to Anna. "Anna, can you help me?"

"Okay!" Anna happily agreed.

After the two of them entered the kitchen, Lilia closed the door tightly.

In the living room, Glen also walked slowly to the sofa, took off his jacket, and sat down opposite the man in a relaxed manner.

He studied Jean, then muttered towards the kitchen. "Really? Are you really married?"

"Yes." The man answered and continued to ask, "What can I do for you?"

Glen folded his legs, stroking the edge of the belt with one hand. "You left suddenly and you didn't leave any explanation at all. If it weren't for Vincent telling us, I really didn't know that you had returned to Indonesia!"

"It doesn't count as leaving, I reminded you before I left."

When he left, he gave everything to Glen, but... he didn't say it clearly.

Glen grinned, his fingertips gradually rising to reach his weapon. "What's a reminder? If it weren't for you being my brother, I would really like to fire two shots at you right now."

The man's faint smile faced Glen's angry expression, and he asked in a low, magnetic voice. "Better not, you can ask whatever you want to solve the problem between us!"

Oh shoot, no!

Lilia would definitely be scared and panic when she heard the gunshot.

Glen gave him a glare, pulled his coat close to him and furrowed his brows. "Before that, can you explain to me whether the Hartanto family is very important to you?"

Clearly, Glen was still brooding about the scene at the hot pot restaurant.

Jean arched his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "All of you are important. If you want to get to know each other, you can become brothers in the future."

"Huh?" Glen was disgusted. "His punches are so bad that even a child is superior to him!"

The man looked at him, then raised his eyebrows slightly. "I can't beat you either!"

Glen fell silent at that. "Alright then, let's talk about the settlement."

Jean looked calm. "Say it!"

Glen licked his back molar teeth and said, "Vincent told me your real name, so I found out about your visit. Josh, let's get to know each other in real terms. You left without saying goodbye then. Isn't it time to go back to Parma to greet the others with me?"

"I know that this time you should not purposely hide your whereabouts. Otherwise, we might not be able to find any news about you in these years. Since you took the initiative to contact Vincent, aren't you planning to return?" He added.

When the words fell, Jean moved his lips. "Before you came to see me, didn't you know that I ordered someone to apply for an entry visa to Parma?"

Glen was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously answered, "You are an honorary resident of Parma, what type of visa are you applying for?"

"My real name visa and my wife's visa. After Chinese New Year, I'll bring them back with her."

The man made a promise, which also lessened Glen's suspicious expression. "You do still have a conscience, huh! By the way, I heard that you also called Vincent's older brother to go to your country a while ago. What's wrong? Did Vincent offend you that you need to ask his older brother to take him home?"

The man was expressionless. "He hurt my woman and wanted to separate her from me."

Glen stared at him silently. Jean didn't even take interest in the beauty queen of Parma in the past. They thought Josh was sick... Or didn't even like women.