Destined Entwining: Capturing My Devoted Beau

Chapter 1058 -495: The Four Irons of Life

At this time, Mr. Zhuge and the Daoists Wang and Quan had already met with Mrs. Fang and Miss Tang separately.

Mr. Zhuge was alone in the room, tinkering with something unknown.

The Daoists Wang and Quan had gone to the study of the house to discuss what to do next.

They hung a “Do Not Disturb” sign on the door, keeping the hovering drones outside.

The host was idle, so he agreed to Lawrence Winters’ request and contacted Miss Tang.

He spoke English quickly, and before long, he put down his phone and said to Lawrence Winters, “Miss Tang happens to be free, shall we head over now?”

Lawrence Winters nodded, “Sure, let’s go now, I’m available too.”

“You’re available? When are you not available?” The host joked with her.

Indeed, once you’ve shared a meal or especially a drink, relationships naturally get closer.

Otherwise, how do they say the “Four Iron Bonds” of life are “carrying guns together, sharing a window together, drinking together, and visiting brothels together”?

Lawrence Winters snapped her fingers, “I’m very busy, super busy. Look at them, only responsible for one commission. I’m overseeing the entire situation, having to manage both!”

“Right right, our overall coordinator, let’s go now!”

The host took Lawrence Winters’ Porsche sports car to Miss Tang’s house.

…

Edward Foster thought he had woken up early, but when he knocked on Lawrence Winters’ door, he found she was long gone.

Mrs. Foster came out of her bedroom, smiling, “Lawrence got up early for a run, and now she’s at work. Edward, you need to work harder to catch up with her!”

Even if he doesn’t catch up, it may develop Edward Foster’s good living habits, right?

A good woman can provide a man with a subtle positive influence.

The more Mrs. Foster thought about Lawrence Winters, the more satisfied she was, wishing she could light incense to the Three Pure Ones’ ancestors, asking them to approve her wish.

At this moment, Lawrence Winters was already sitting in Miss Tang’s living room. She curiously looked around at the decor, then focused all her attention on Miss Tang.

Miss Tang had changed her clothes, wearing an ivory white chiffon jumpsuit.

She was tall and slim, perfect for this style of clothing, with a sense of “wanting to ride the wind away, yet fearing the celestial palace” of etherealness.

She brought coffee and Swedish scones to Lawrence Winters and the host.

Lawrence Winters didn’t want coffee and asked for a cup of milk and a small plate of French soufflé pancakes.

Miss Tang herself had a bowl of thick bird’s nest, tremella, and lotus seed porridge, cradling it in her hands as she slowly ate, smiling, “Please forgive me, I didn’t sleep well last night and went out for a walk with the dog this morning. I’m just having breakfast now, pardon my manners.”

“No no, we came uninvited, please don’t mind us, Miss Tang.” The host responded politely while drinking coffee and eating scones, full of praise.

Lawrence Winters took just a sip of milk and set it down, smiling, “So, do you mind if I ask a few questions, Miss Tang?”

“Hmm, let me finish eating first.” Miss Tang took her time finishing, then gently placed the exquisite thin-petal porcelain bowl on the coffee table in front of her.

Lawrence Winters caught a glimpse of the white bowl from the corner of her eye, noticing that the porcelain was thin enough to let light through…

Even though she didn’t understand porcelain, she’d seen quite a few good artifacts while accompanying Nick Zeller on feng shui inspections over the years.

A porcelain bowl thin as cicada wings that can transmit light; if it’s an antique, it’s truly worth a fortune.

Of course, antiques wouldn’t be used casually as a meal bowl by Miss Tang.

If it were genuine, holding it might be akin to cradling a house in the Imperial Capital’s third ring in one’s hands. If it accidentally broke, Lawrence Winters felt she’d be heartbroken enough to jump off a building…

So this couldn’t be genuine, probably a porcelain-like imitation.

Miss Tang noticed Lawrence Winters’ gaze and smiled, “Does Heavenly Master Winters want a bowl of bird’s nest too?”

Lawrence Winters: “…”

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This is the third update.

A solemn reminder for everyone, it’s the second last day of the month, time to cast your monthly tickets!!!

Group kisses!