"If I'm right, he is your friend, right?" Olive Steele feigned, but she didn't expect that Susan was so
honest and readily admitted.
"Yes! We have known each other for more than ten years. I believe in his abilities and good conduct.
And when I returned to the United States this time, I also talked to him. If we can have a smooth
cooperation, he is willing to give up his part of the shares."
"So, Susan, tell me, are you offering fuel in snowy weather, or fishing in troubled waters?" Olive
Steele's tone was a little hard, so Susan's face changed, but Olive quickly turned her tone into a playful
one, and she blinked ambiguously at Norton, "Or, you like him? If this is the case, I think I and Uncle
Geve may both need to reconsider."
"Sister Olive, don't pull my leg." Susan groaned and said to Alan Hoyle, "Brother Hoyle, your wife really
talk nonsense."
"It's your own expression that is ambiguous. You can't blame my girl."
Norton Geve and his wife looked at each other. There was still confusion in each other's eyes.
Why didn't they find the ambiguity?
Although they were not sure, they preferred to believe them.
Norton Geve said, “It’s not a shame to like someone, so why cover up? It doesn’t matter if you bring a
foreigner back, as long as he is willing to come to Los Angeles and settle down."
Susan stomped her feet under the table. "Dad, don't make a fuss. It's not like that."
"So what's the matter?" Lory Ted followed.
"Just an ordinary friend, it's nothing, don't guess, put away the gossip, okay?" Susan was very upset.
But not long after the meal, the servant walked in, "Miss, someone is looking for you outside, and he
said he is your American boyfriend."
"Boyfriend?"
Outside the gate, a handsome western man wandered restlessly, looking nervously inside the gate
from time to time. When Susan walked out, his brown eyes instantly brightened.
"Susan."
Susan looked not good, and through the carved iron gate, her tone was bad, "What are you doing?"
The western man said affectionately, "I miss you, and I think about it. I will follow you wherever you go."
They speak English. Olive Steele and Alan Hoyle can understand, but the Geve couple felt troubled.
"what did they say?"
Olive Steele smiled, "Express love."
"Huh?" Norton Geve walked over and looked at the western guy. "Hey, guy, can you speak Chinese?"
If his daughter married a Western boy who did not understand Chinese in the future, he would face the
difficulty to communicate with him. That's so boring.
The man nodded and switched to a less fluent Chinese, "I can understand Chinese and speak a little,
but can't write. Chinese characters are difficult to spell."
Norton Geve sighed lightly. He raised his head and looked at the sky. The sun was so strong that it
made people feel dizzy.
"You must be Uncle, Susan's biological parent in China." The man guessed.
"It seems that you have a good understanding of Susan's affairs. Come in first." Norton Geve groaned
at Susan, "Why not open the door? How rude you are."
Susan looked reluctant, and when she opened the door, she exchanged a wink with the man.
Lory Ted ordered the servant to make tea.
"What's your name?" Norton Geve sat right across from the man, and began his questions.
"Uncle can call me William."
"William, right?"
"Washington, America."
"how old?"
"thirty."
Norton Geve gave him a long searching look, "You look so young! Fine! let's talk about your family
situation."
"My parents run a farm, my brother is an architect, and I have a younger sister who is currently
studying for a PhD. There is also a younger brother who is an instrument player and formed a band
with his friends." He answered patiently.
Norton Geve asked again, "Then what do you do?"
"Dad!" Susan interrupted the conversation between them, "Why are you asking so much?"
William was obviously confused.
Olive Steele, who had been watching from the side, smiled and pulled Susan, "Don't worry, these are
the characteristics of Chinese parents, and you will get used to it. William, you can continue."
William said, "I am a chef and I have opened a small restaurant by myself."
Norton Geve glared at Susan, "Chef is not a humiliating profession, why don't you let me ask it. Or do
you think if I ask too much, he will be unhappy?"
"No, no," William waved his hand hurriedly, "Uncle, if you want to ask anything, I will answer honestly."
"Do you like our Susan?"
"Yes, I love her very much." Westerners' expressions were bold and straightforward.
"Why do you love her?"
"Fall in love at first sight. There is no reason. After she left the United States, I was lost in a reverie and
couldn't do anything."
"How long have you known each other?"
"Three years."
"Then you have been with each other for three years?"
"No, I chased her for two and a half years before she answered, but not long ago, she broke up with
me." When it came to this, William looked sad, but his eyes were fixed on Susan's face.
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