Chapter 76: 075: Show of power


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    Rachel Bartonughed and said, This is a long story.


    Following that, Rachel inquired, What about you, Vi? Are you back at your parents house?


    At that time, Rachel was an orphan. Due to her personality, she didnt have many friends in the orphanage, only Vi was willing to y with her.


    Vi was especially tough and loyal as a child.


    When they were ten, a child in the orphanage bullied Rachel, and when Vi found out, she immediately sought out the boy and started a fight, ultimately knocking out his teeth.


    Yes, Vi nodded slightly, Ive also just arrived in River City.


    Just as Rachel was about to say something, someone not far away called her.


    What are you doing, Rachel?


    Rachel looked back in response, then turned her gaze back to Vi, Vi, should we add each other on WhatsApp? Lets talk on there, Im a bit busy right now.


    Sure.


    Vi pulled out her phone and added Rachel on WhatsApp.


    Rachel then said, l have to go first.


    You go ahead, lets keep in touch on WhatsApp. Vi waved her phone.


    Rachel walked away, ncing back as she went.


    Somehow, she felt that Vi, her old ymate, had changed quite a lot since theyst met.


    Vi was great in many aspects, but she had unrealistic expectations of her adoptive parents, longed for family, and had a desperate yearning for familial love. She was usually decisive with most matters, but when it came to the Thompson family, she would always end up confused.


    Hopefully, this time around, she could keep her head clear.


    Meeting Vi made Rachels mood better, and a hint of a smile crept up to her eyes.


    Vi continued to red her noodles.


    At that moment, she received a message from Terrence Lentz: [Ive arrived, where are you?]


    Vi stood from her seat and looked around. She quickly noticed a figure that stood out from the crowd.


    The man was dressed in a hand-tailored ck suit.


    Enveloped in the night, an aloof aura emanated from the man that screamed strangers not wee, along with a sense of unapproachable nobility.


    Stopping people in their tracks.


    Lentz, over here!


    Vi waved at him.


    Terrence Lentz nced back slightly, spotting the youngdy standing there.


    She had just had a bath, her long hair cascading down her back, those entrancing peach blossom-like eyes wet with vulnerability, bright and shifting, outshining the endless stars in the sky.


    Old Lentz.


    As for this address, Terrence Lentz could only curve his lips helplessly.


    True.


    Compared to an 18-year-old girl, he was indeed pretty old.


    l camete, Terrence Lentz walked over.


    No, Vi picked up a napkin and wiped her mouth, l live quite close. Only takes seven or eight minutes to get here.


    Terrence Lentz looked at the bustling night market, then at the nameless food stalls whose sanitary conditions were below standard. In the end, he chose to sit down.


    Vi continued, Themb meat noodles from this ce are not bad, do you want a bowl?


    Yes, Terrence Lentz nodded slightly.


    Vi turned around and addressed the vendor, Boss, two more servings ofmb meat noodles. Turning back to Terrence, she asked, By the way, do you have any dietary restrictions?


    None.


    Vi nodded, then turned back to the vendor, One with extra chili, the other with normal spiciness will do.


    Here are yourmb meat noodles, be careful, its hot.


    Steam was rising from themb meat noodlesden with ayer of red oil, garnished with garlic andtro. Mixing the condiments and vermicelli uniformly, the aroma immediately filled the air. The sour, spicy, and savory smell was so tantalizing that it made peoples mouth water.


    The vermicelli soaked up the soup. With one bite, one would want to swallow even their own tongue.


    Following Vis example, Terrence Lentz first stirred his noodles, then ate the noodles, drank the soup, seamlessly in one go.


    After finishing her noodles, Vi turned to Terrence Lentz, How was it?


    The taste is excellent.


    Vi asked again, Would you like another bowl?


    Sure. Terrence Lentz nodded.


    After finishing the bowl, Vi asked again, Would you like another one? Terrence Lentz still nodded.


    That night, Terrence Lentz ate a total of five bowls ofmb meat noodles.


    Vi, with her chin in her hands, spoke lightly, l didnt expect you to have such a big appetite.


    Ive always had a big appetite since I was a kid, Terrence Lentz responded wlessly.


    Vi followed up, Didnt you say you had something to discuss with me?


    What was it?


    Terrence Lentz put down his chopsticks, grabbed a napkin, and wiped his hands, Heres the thing, my grandfather is returning capital city the day after tomorrow. He hopes that I can invite you over for a casual meal at our ce.


    As soon as he finished speaking, perhaps sensing his invitation was somewhat abrupt, Terrence Lentz quickly added, Im just asking, dont feel pressured.


    Its okay if you donte.


    If members of the Lentz family saw this scene, theyd certainly not believe it.


    After all, Terrence Lentz was never this patient at home, let alone having spoken at such length with anyone in one go.What time tomorrow? Vi Thompson asked.


    Terrence Lentz was stunned, as if he didnt expect Vi to agree so quickly.


    Vi smiled, counter-questioning, Arent you inviting me to your house for a meal?


    Can I pick you up at ten oclock tomorrow morning?


    Sure. Vi nodded slightly.


    At nine-thirty the next morning, Terrence Lentz arrived at the Thompsons


    Vi.


    He didnt rush Vi.


    He sat in his car, patiently waiting.


    Through the floor-to-ceiling window, Elizabeth Thompson frowned at the sight of the Lentzs car.


    When would this good-for-nothing Terrence be done?


    Disgusting!


    Elizabeth Thompson pulled the curtain closed, annoyed.


    Out of sight, out of mind.


    At nine fifty, Vi, all ready, came downstairs.


    She had her hair in a bun.


    A white T-shirt, jeans, and white sneakers, a very simple outfit, yet dazzlingly breathtaking and unforgettable.


    Seeing here downstairs, Terrence Lentz opened the car door.


    Why did youe so early?


    Terrence Lentz held his hand over the roof of the car, protecting her as she got in, his thin lips parting slightly, Ive just arrived too. His voice was very low.


    Because they were so close, he could even smell a fresh scent.


    A faint smell.


    Unlike heavy chemical perfumes, this was almost natural.


    Once in the car, the two sat in the back row.


    About half an hourter, the car stopped in front of the Lentz Family Vi.


    The housekeeper was already waiting outside, respectfully opened the car door.


    Third son.


    Terrence Lentz nodded, stepping out of the car.bender


    Vi also got out of the car.


    Looking at Vi, the housekeeper was entirely amazed.


    The woman in front of him did not seem like an inexperienced country girl at all.


    Miss Thompson.


    Terrence Lentz introduced proactively: This is Housekeeper He.


    The two followed the housekeeper to the living room.


    The Lentz n was mostly sitting on the sofa. Hearing footsteps, everyone turned to look.


    Looking at the couple walking in, everyone was a bit stunned.


    When did the adopted daughter from the Thompson family who came from the countryside be so beautiful?


    Especially Blythe Trenchard.


    She had thought she would see a dirty and unkempt kid.


    Who could have thought that the other party would be so bright and attractive?


    But it didnt matter.


    She was a top student returned from studying abroad in Uron Country, what was Vipared to her?


    She had plenty of ways to make Vi know when to back off.


    Before everyone could react, Terrence Lentz brought Vi in front of everyone, introducing in turns, This is my grandfather.


    Hello, Grandfather.


    Vis dimples were shallow as she made her polite greeting.


    Patriarch Lentz smiled kindly: Good.


    These are my parents.


    Hello uncle, hello auntie.


    Although Eleanor Armstrong didnt like the Thompson Family, she still nodded with a full face of smiles.


    This is my eldest brother and sister-inw, this is my second brother and sister-inw.


    Vi greeted everybody one by one.


    Sophie, looking at Vi, narrowed her eyes. She had thought that Vi, the Thompsons adopted daughter had a gorgeous face at the engagement banquet that night, but she was even more stunning up close today.


    Charlotte Young then said, Miss Thompson, this is Miss Trenchard, who has grown up with the third son.


    Blythe Trenchard reached out her hand to Vi, fluent Italian slipped out of her mouth: Hello, I am Blythe, pleased to meet you.


    As the words fell, Blythe just looked at Vi, her face entirely filled with an expression of amusement.


    The country bumpkin should have never even heard Italian, right?


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