Chapter 1012 The Younger You Live? (1 more)
A young girl of twenty years old can legally obtain huge benefits by relying on her own ability and without too much power in her family.
This can quickly build the confidence to "make money", and it is also more resistant to the temptation of money and reduces the possibility of making mistakes, which is actually similar to some of Luke's modus operandi.
These thoughts flashed quickly, and Luke looked at Yelena and smiled: Looking at Lindsay's operation, it doesn't seem difficult to make a painter rich.
He put his mouth to her ear: "Don't worry, it's still time for you to accumulate learning, and I'm sure you will also hold an art exhibition one day." Besides, that Monroe is forty years old. β
Elena was happy at first, then couldn't help laughing, and slapped him lightly: "Nonsense, Monroe is only thirty years old, where is he as old as you say." β
Margaret, a little cute little widow, also chimed in: "Yes, he is our senior, and he has not graduated for a few years. β
Compared with Lindsay, Luke's attitude towards Margaret was much more casual, and he smiled: "No way, the world is so unfair, he is not old and decrepit." Not like you, the more you live, the younger you get. Elena can't learn from him."
Margaret laughed happily, "Ah, is it? You think so too. β
Luke was stunned: "Also? β
Margaret: "Harley often says that, and says she envies me like this. β
Elena burst out laughing and leaned her face on Luke's shoulder, her body shaking.
Luke barely managed to keep the muscles on his face from twitching, and slowly grinned so that it only showed a reasonable smile: "Well, so you have a consensus on this merit." β
When Elena heard this, her body trembled faster, and a burst of laughter could no longer be suppressed, and came out of her mouth.
Margaret was dazed: "Yelena, why are you suddenly smiling so happily?" Do you think of anything funny? β
Elena shook her head in pain, feeling like she had been pressed on the laughing switch, and she couldn't help it.
As long as she thought of Margaret's smug look just now, she couldn't control her smile.
This stupid child, that remark is clearly saying that the more you live, the more naΓ―ve you become, you are still there to be stupid! Yelena complained in her heart.
The point is, Margaret's usual catchphrase is "I've grown up," much like an elementary school student telling an adult, "I'm in second grade."
Compared with the two, Yelena really couldn't help it.
The stupid Margaret doesn't know that she has become a pistachio, and continues to talk to Luke and the others, saying something about herself.
Her range of activities is small, and these things are either related to her sister or getting along with the teachers and classmates at school.
She also has certain characteristics of an artist, such as the extreme lack of social knowledge in her head, and the lack of willingness to learn.
It's just that she is very lucky, and many unlucky things have inexplicably turned into comedy or farce in her eyes.
For example, a classmate wanted to pursue her, and in the end, she used the roses she sent as a prop for the class's still life sketches, and she sincerely said thank you to the unlucky guy.
Another example is that a teacher thought carefully and wanted to use the excuse of private teaching to hook up with this simple and beautiful little widow, but she thought that the teacher was dedicated and called several classmates to go to a small class together.
The classmates were very clear about her innocence, and immediately knew what the teacher had in mind, decisively muddied the waters, and helped her sue the teacher, and the obscene teacher was quickly dismissed.
Of course, Margaret herself did not know the truth of these things.
But Yelena knew a lot, and interjected a few words, a little hint made Luke understand the strangeness, and he also thought it was funny.
The...... It seems that she is also a daughter of destiny.
When I was in college, I was ignorant and married to the gang boss William, but I really liked her.
Then William was unlucky enough to provoke Rebecca, and immediately cooled down, and a large inheritance fell to Margaret.
It's only been half a year since she transferred to her new school, and many of her classmates have acted as her protectors, and a powerful and shrewd sister Hallie has been protecting her.
She has been living happily and quietly, a proper template for life winners.
After chatting for a while, it was getting late, and the three of them got up and found Lindsay to say goodbye.
Margaret obediently called Harley and said that Luke and Elena were going to take her home together, and then she was allowed to leave the exhibition.
Unaccompanied by someone she trusts, Harley was not worried about her going out alone.
It's not that Margaret has such a strange attribute as a road idiot, it's that she is too easy to believe in other people's words, and if she can't get it right, she will be abducted.
Luke and his wife dutifully brought the hundred-pound child into the house before going downstairs to leave.
Margaret threw away her bag, threw off her high heels, ran to the window, looked downstairs at the departing Ford, and was a little reluctant: "Hey, have fun with them, I really want to stay with them for a while." β
It's a pity that she was specifically told by Harley not to disturb Luke and Yelena's two-person world all the time.
Margaret is just simple, not really stupid.
She knew that on this holiday, it was good for people to spend more than two hours with her single dog.
Many couples will get tired of being together all day at this time, and they won't even get out of the door.
She suddenly felt a little envious: "Hey, I really want to have a boyfriend." It's better to be gentle, handsome, and tough......"
As she said this, she couldn't help but think of Luke's figure, which coincided with the person in her imagination.
For a moment, she stood barefoot in front of the window and did not move for a long time.
Click.
The door opened, and Hallie walked in, a little tired.
She threw the key in her hand into the key bowl, took off her coat and purse, hung it on the coat rack in the hall, changed into comfortable slippers and walked into the living room.
She was not surprised to see her sister standing at the window in a daze.
Margaret, a long-time obsessed with art, has this state of wandering, or rather contemplation, which is too normal.
Hallie went to wash up and walked out with a hot cup of coffee.
Came to Margaret and looked at her gaze, where there was only a stream of streets and cars.
Hallie took a sip of coffee before she whispered, "What do you think?" β
Margaret subconsciously said, "Luke." β
There was silence in the room.
After a while, Margaret was suddenly stunned, slowly turned her head, and saw Hallie, who was leisurely drinking coffee, and jumped out with a wow: "You, you, you...... How did you get back? β
"I'm off work, where can I go if I don't come back." Harley was very calm: "Luke has something to think, he and Yelena will send you back in the afternoon." β
Margaret blinked wide-eyed, and only nodded a little hesitantly after a moment, "Well, well, there's nothing to think about." β
Hallie sighed, "Envious? β
Margaret: "Huh? β