My Fabulous Wife

Chapter 10

Chapter 010 So they are siblings! Kellen rested his hands on the wheel and mocked, "Her friend spent tens of million like water yesterday and she acted that calmly in the place like Crystal Eyes too.

How come she shifts into a little poor today, buying a shirt of only twenty dollars? How can you wear a piece of only twenty dollars? "

-Twenty dollars couldn't even buy them a bottle of water.

Waynett placed his jaw on his hand.

Although his upward eye corners maintained his habitual coldness, he smiled wryly: he might had been enchanted by someone.

"Cute."

He said casually.

Ray and Kellen agreed and nodded.

There was a hint of tease in their eyes when they looked at each other: so our Waynett had a crush.

"What a pity she’s got a kid already."

Ray felt that was a shame.

The light turned green and Kellen pressed down on the gas pedal.

Wancy had the same dressing taste with Annette — black or white, or nothing.

They went to the counter with all the clothes of these two colors as long as they were in his size.

The purchase of some two hundred made the proprietor beam like a flower and see them off to the exit of the store.

Backpacks were on sale at the neighboring store.

Wancy made a random choice of a black one, stuffed all the clothes they had just bought into it and tossed the backpack to his back with a flourish.

They then headed toward the most famous shopping mall of Shiveport.

Wancy tossed his head to see the facade of the gloriously resplendent mansion.

"Annette, what are we here for?"

"Having a meal."

She chose this place which was too expensive for normal people to visit as she loathed eating with crowds.

This was actually the most expensive restaurant inside the whole shopping mall, costing $4,700 per head.

Wanye's eyes convulsed a little at the sight of a tableful of finest cuisine, as all were from the list of the dearest items.

"So nice a meal.

I now believe you are not sending me to school, but to the hell."

He swallowed drily with difficulty and asked with a look of complicated emotions, "The last meal?"

Annette tucked up part of her sleeves, held her chin with one pretty fair hand and proudly rubbed the milk tea bottle with the other.

The contour of her watery eyes was extremely elegant in the lamplight.

"More or less the last good meal."

She said with a faint and wicked smile.

The food dropped down from Wancy’s folk.

"Enjoy yourself now.

Get yourself better prepared for the road to the hell."

She laughed.

Wancy picked up the food, sent it into his mouth and pouted, "I don't believe you would be that cruel.

After all, I'm so nice and where can you get another nice brother like me?"

"Brother? So he is not your son?"

A man’s voice thrust in.

Annette’s smile froze up.

She looked a little sideway coldly, just to find a group in which Ray and Kellen were in the front, and Waynett was following with one hand in the pocket.

His step was brisk and leisurely, but never lacked the overwhelming power.

His refreshing short hair, vigorous eyes and masculine eyebrows went well with his golden-rimmed black shirt where the top two buttons were undone to reveal his collar bones.

Quite impeccable manners worthy of his name.

"So they are not mother and son, but sister and brother.

They really look alike."

Ray ruminated, rubbing his jaw.

"Of course!"

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Who else should he be like if he didn’t resemble his own sister?! Kellen didn't even try to stifle t his laughter, "So aggressive this little kid is!"

"Ray, Kellen, you guys know them?"

There was a woman accompanying them.

Her designer outfit, elegant temperament and graceful manners all pointed to a noble family.

Bella, this woman, glanced over Annette in an impalpable way.

Ray said, "Kind of."

Annette denied, "No."

As they replied almost synchronously, things were getting a little awkward.

Ray had to touch his nose.

Kellen went on to explain with a gloating laugher, "We've met for several times.

Just nodding acquaintance."

Bella nodded, compressing her lips unconsciously, doubting they were only nodding acquaintance.v4 .