Chapter 567 Business Is Business
"Chester, you flatter him." Nina glanced at Chester\'s belly.
Chester was speechless.
"Chester, I find you stick to your Uncle John." Nina said mysteriously.
Suddenly, Chester had a bad feeling. Then his Aunt Nina asked him, "Do you want to take her away from me?"
Chester was speechless.
Nina tried her best to persuade him, "Chester, you can\'t be apostate, and you can\'t compete with me."
Astonishment was written all over Chester\'s face.
\'Who was apostate?
What is the brain structure of my Uncle John and Aunt Nina?
At that time, Uncle John had warned me not to covet Aunt Nina. But now Aunt Nina said that I wanted to compete with Aunt Nina.
Devil?\'
All of a sudden, Nina burst into laughter. "All right, all right. I was just kidding. But you have to remember that you can\'t take him away from me, and your cousins are no exception. Your cousins would smile as soon as they saw your Uncle John, and your Uncle John would keep them i
tic fantasies. You want to find a pure woman. Let me tell you, no pure woman is willing to follow you."
Those who seemed to know the blood and stink in their hands and have a little conscience all wanted to find a pure woman to help themselves.
Hearing that, Tim stopped smoking, with a hint of danger in his eyes. "From tomorrow on, everyone will know that you are no longer my woman. Business is business. Since you saved me, I won\'t deal with you."
\'If it weren\'t for the fact that I was Tim\'s woman, things wouldn\'t have been so smooth.\'
Vivian was stunned, "What do you mean, Tim?"
Tim stood up, put his hands on her shoulders and leaned his head against her neck. "I still like the smell of you when we first met. It\'s a light milk fragrance, clean and pleasant."
Vivian\'s body trembled. \'It is not me.\'
"Don\'t think about it anymore. Even if you take a shower with milk fragrance every day, you won\'t be able to seduce me as you used to be." Tim dragged her aside and left without looking back.
Staring blankly at Tim\'s disappearing figure, Vivian didn\'t realize that her face was itchy until she touched the cold tears.
\'Tim left.
I cried.\'