My Supermodel Wife

They weren't the only ones who came here tonight. Even Dina, Rini, and the bodyguards assigned to guard Merry were there too.

Here is the most delicious Chinese restaurant in Chinatown called Tang Garden. The private room booked by Glen was very spacious. Two round tables were placed in the hall, one to the left and one to the right.

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When people walk into the restaurant, the simple yet elegant decoration makes one feel like they are in an antique house.

However, when everyone started to sit down, Merry suddenly sat beside Anna.

And there was Lilia to her left.

Chris raised his eyebrows in discomfort, the little girl's behavior seemed intentional.

"Come here!" He looked at the person opposite him, but the little girl shook her head. She even grabbed Anna's arm and said, "I want to sit with Anna."

Chris was speechless.

Seeing this, Lilia couldn't help but look at them. It shouldn't be an illusion, that little girl did something wrong today.

Starting in the afternoon, her face that couldn't hide her thoughts always showed attachment and confusion.

She rarely saw this heartless expression on Merry's face.

Coupled with the fact that she was deliberately avoiding Chris at this time, Lilia was more confident in her guess.

The atmosphere at the dining table gradually turned awkward due to Chris's gloomy expression.

Anna looked left and right, and finally took Merry's hand and waved at Chris. "Uncle, Merry and I are already very good friends. I want her to sit down with me so we can talk a little before parting, then I'll return her to you later."

When the words fell, she also stuck out her tongue mischievously, and her big eyes with curly lashes flickered towards Chris.

She helped Merry out of Chris's thundering gaze.

But since everyone was present, Chris couldn't ignore the appearance of his face. He just tapped the table with his fingertips and sneered, "Okay, if that's what you want!"

A strange phenomenon indeed. Why would that little girl hide from him?

Chris was very gloomy throughout this Chinese New Year dinner.

The indoor TV was still broadcasting news of Chinese New Year celebrations in China, and the sound of fireworks and firecrackers could be heard from outside the window.

Dragon and lion dancing as well as fireworks are annual traditions in Chinatown. Colorful and bright fireworks bloom over Chinatown, dispelling the darkness of the night.

In the middle of a New Year's dinner banquet, Lilia took the lead to put down plates and chopsticks. He saw the people at the table who occasionally gathered to chat, and quietly got up and walked to the window.

Fireworks are beautiful and enchanting.

She leaned against the window and watched the fireworks, with a casual smile on her lips.

At this moment, in the light reflected through the window, she saw a tall figure walking slowly.

The man walked beside Lilia, put a hand on her shoulder, and rubbed her a little. "Is the food not to your taste?"

Lilia put her hand on the window sill, and the color of fireworks flashed in her eyes. "No, I'm full. I haven't eaten much lately, but... our child is nice enough and doesn't ask me to eat any more weird foods."

She raised her hand and placed it on her lower abdomen, with a gentle smile on her cheek.

The symptoms of morning sickness seem to have passed.

In the past week, she has never had morning sickness.

The man clutches her shoulders, a few strands of hair wrapped around his fingertips and as he stares at her calm cheeks, his eyes are filled with emotion.

He then heard the sound of a glass of wine collide in his ear, and Lilia glanced to the side. "How long are we going to stay in Parma?"

"At most one week." The man answered without hesitation.

Lilia nodded slightly, and then her eyes fell on Chris and Merry. "Do you think Merry looks strange tonight?"

The man looked at Merry, then he looked back and asked with interest, "What do you see?"

Lilia tilted her head and looked at the beautiful fireworks that had just bloomed outside the window. "Is it just me or Merry seems to be running away from Chris?"

If this was the usual Merry, the little girl would have rushed over to Chris' chair as soon as possible.

By the way, when she took her seat tonight, she dragged on for a long time before she finally sat beside her and Anna.

On the other hand, when Chris sat alone across the round table, his eyebrows and eyes were covered with frost. Even if he didn't say a word, everyone could see that he was upset.

Jean heard her analysis, stared at her arm on the window sill then took the tip of her finger. "Naturally, everyone should understand too."

Lilia's mouth opened slightly. "So it's not just me! What happened to that little girl? Yesterday she was fine, and it didn't look like they had a fight ..."

She had a little trouble understanding Merry's way of thinking.

Without understanding, she could not advance to persuade her.

While she was thinking, a muffled hum came from behind Lilia and Jean. The two of them looked back and saw that Glen's palm was right on Chris' shoulder.

The muffled hum came from Chris.

Glen looked at the palm of his hand, then looked at Chris. "Man, are you really that hurt? I didn't mean to hit you hard then!"

The two of them were holding wine glasses, smiling and grinning.

Glen is indeed a rude person, and as a former boxing champion, he nearly hurt Chris internally even if he just patted him.

Doesn't this old man understand what compassion means?!

Chris couldn't help but glance at her, but Merry who was on the opposite side clearly couldn't sit still. " "Brother, don't drink too much alcohol, okay?"

The little girl was still worried about him, even though she avoided his eyes the whole night, she still couldn't help but remind him with such a gentle gaze.

Chris met her with her anxious glance across the table, eyebrows raised lightly. Then he casually retracted his gaze, raised his head and drank half a glass of wine.

He ignored her in such a way, hurting Merry and himself.

It feels so strange.

Merry pursed her lips and lowered her head, then her little hands pressed against her chest, why did she feel so uncomfortable?

She felt she couldn't breathe, she felt suffocated.

"Merry, I think your second uncle drank too much wine, will you watch over her?" Anna watched everything from the side.

The girl looked narrowly at Merry and whispered.

Upon hearing this, Merry lifted her eyes again to look at Chris, only to find that the man got up and went to the next table with a glass of wine.

What is he trying to do?!

Merry watched her second uncle's movements in an instant. She walked towards Dina and Rini, not knowing what the man was talking to them about.

He still supported himself by holding on Dina's chair with one hand, and his body seemed to be wrapped around it.

Very fascinating!

For Merry, there were very few women around her second uncle.

At least, she had never seen it.

But, since when did her second uncle and Dina have such a good relationship?

'What are you talking about? Why do you guys look so happy!'

Merry seemed to have dropped a bomb on her heart.

In short, she felt uncomfortable, and the more she looked at them, the more annoying they got her!

As she was about to release the fire in her eyes, she saw her second uncle leaning over Dina's ear and starting to whisper.

Are they really that close?!

At this time, the little girl had long forgotten, it was clear that she had never felt it.

And she doesn't understand that this kind of emotion is jealousy.