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Chapter 1222 Brian looks ... not messed up

"What are you and Sirius planning for Conrad City?"

Chris didn't ask this without reason.

Right now, besides Interpol, the only other people keeping an eye on Rowdy are Brian and Wesley.

Chris couldn't learn about Interpol's plans, but Brian and Wesley's plans, he could still get a rough idea if he asked.

Fifteen years ago, Rowdy engineered a car accident that took Brian's father's life.

Fifteen years later, Rowdy was upset and made a comeback back to Arlington, challenging Wesley and even detaining Yuna by his side.

Brian and Wesley, all and Rowdy have an undying hatred, they will not let Rowdy get away with it.

As a result, Chris was certain that they must have their own plans to deal with Rowdy.

Chris wanted to know their plans, or participate in their plans and help them do something.

Brian walks to the floor-to-ceiling window and ponders for a moment before saying, "Right now, Sir Si only wants to get Yuna back. As long as Yuna is still in Rowdy's hands, we can't act rashly."

"Save Yuna first?" Chris furrowed his brows, his stunningly handsome face becoming serious, "How do you plan to save?"

"Hurry up and save." Brian knows that Chris has always treated Yuna as his sister, he turns around and tells him the current situation, "Rowdy has already started to suspect Yuna, if Yuna stays in the Kent family again, something will happen soon."

However, they could rest assured that Wesley would not let anything happen to Yuna.

However, Chris didn't realize this.

Chris's pupils contracted dramatically, and he blurted out, "Grandma Xu is already gone, nothing can happen to Yuna!"

"Wesley also doesn't want anything to happen to Yuna." Brian signaled Chris to rest assured, "He will try his best to bring Yuna back."

Chris's tightly knit brows still didn't loosen as he solemnly asked, "What can I do to help you guys?"

This time of year is probably the most critical.

Yuna alone in the dragon's den to accept the life and death test, Chris do not want to just watch the situation is getting more and more tense, but they can not play any role.

He could at least do something to help Brian and Wesley.

"There is one thing that you can help me and only you can help me." Brian looks at Chris and slowly says, "In the next period of time, I will be very busy, if you and Freya have time, you can come over to accompany Joanne."

"..." Chris almost couldn't believe what he heard and looked at Brian with some surprise, "Just this matter?"

There was no difficulty in this matter, and Chris did it with ease.

However, this can't really help Brian and Wesley.

Chris wrinkled his brows and emphasized, "Brian, I really want to help you guys." Therefore, Brian could have arranged something more difficult for him.

"I know." Brian smiled and calmly explained, "But, I don't want you to get involved in this matter."

The feud between him and Rowdy had already involved too many people in it, and Brian didn't want Chris to get involved as well.

Norris Freya is pregnant with a child, and right now, peace is more important to Chris than anything else.

Chris sighed softly and didn't stubbornly ask for help anymore, but just said, "Alright then, I'll help you take care of Joanne. If there's anything else you need, you can always let me know."

Brian smiled, "You helping me take care of Joanne is already enough."

The days are short in late spring, it's only 5:00 p.m. light, and there's a waning beauty to the land as there's little sunset light left.

As soon as Brian's trailing voice fell, Martha hurried down and said, "Aiden and Romy have woken up."

"I'll go up and see."

Brian turned around and went upstairs, and Chris followed in his footsteps.

In a few months, Chris will also be promoted from father-to-be to father, and it's never wrong to learn how to be a father at this time.

While the two big men were upstairs coaxing the child, Joanne and Norris Freya were chatting away in the kitchen.

Norris Freya still couldn't eliminate her obsession with pickled fish, and kept egging Joanne on, "Anyway, your brother isn't here, so why don't you make pickled fish with pine nuts? We've already cooked the rice when we start the meal, your brother can't keep me from serving it, right?"

The more Joanne heard, the more she felt that something was wrong, and made a "Stop" gesture,"Stop, what do you mean we've already 'cooked rice'?"

Freya froze before realizing what she had said, and gently explained, "Perhaps my analogy wasn't quite appropriate, but you should understand what I mean!"

Joanne smiled, "Of course I understand. But I can't listen to you."

"... "Norris Freya froze in place and looked at Joanne incredulously, "Why? Didn't we agree to be each other's angels and respond to each other's requests?"

"But you, an archangel, are going to be a mom ah, your diet should be strictly controlled." Joanne pushed Norris Freya's words back in a few words, "You listen to my brother obediently for now, when the baby is born, it's not too late for you to abuse my brother back."

That's right, Joanne betrayed her own brother so easily.

Norris Freya mulled over Joanne's words and felt deeply sympathetic, so she nodded, "Makes sense! Songzi fish is Songzi fish, come what may, your brother will have to make me whatever I want to eat in the future!"

Joanne gave Norris Freya an appreciative look, "Awareness!"

Freya smiled and said, "That's the advantage of marrying a man who can cook!"

Joanne nodded approvingly, "Expressing envy."

Norris Freya suddenly thought of something and decided to grab Joanne's words and make a mess after dinner before leaving.

This is, in the children's room upstairs, Brian and Chris simply can't handle the two little ones.

Aiden was quite good, lying in Chris's arms curiously surveying the surrounding area, but little Romy kept rubbing around in Brian's arms, calling and crying, like a child who couldn't find a toy, his voice getting louder and more aggrieved.

Brian knew what the little girl was looking for.

He told Chris to carry Aiden down and called Joanne up.

Once Joanne went upstairs, Romy really obeyed obediently, Brian looked at the scene and muttered to himself, "Strange."

"Where is it strange?" Joanne hugged her daughter and took the time to look at Brian.

Brian looked thoughtful, his eyebrows tangled with a few moments of puzzlement,"In the past, Romy was clearly sticky to me."

"It's called what goes around comes around!" Joanne laughed, "Now my daughter has no interest in you."

"..."

Brian felt like he had received a 10,000-point blitz, and secretly wondered how he could make to salvage Romy's heart.

Joanne saw through what Brian was thinking and said quietly, "Don't think about it, it's useless, wait until Romy is weaned off the milk before you think about it."

Brian suddenly remembered something and looked at Joanne seriously, "Speaking of which, when are you going to break?"

Joanne was curious for a moment and asked without answering, "Why are you suddenly asking this?"

Brian raised an eyebrow, rightfully so, "I'm suddenly not happy to share with them what was originally only mine."

"..."

Joanne knew what Brian was referring to and could only say - what a capriciousness.

Yet, so capricious that there is no way to refute it.

When Romy heard this, as if she had a premonition of the crisis of food shortage, she raised her head and looked at Joanne, and gave a protesting "hmmm", as if signaling Joanne to reject Brian.

"Romy good boy." Joanne smiled and kissed the little one, "Don't pay attention to your daddy!"

"Well ..."

The young acolyte sighed and resumed filling his stomach.

Brian looked at the little girl in Joanne's arms and lightly rebuked, "Little traitor!"

The little renegade had enough to eat and drink, and slowly fell asleep in Joanne's arms, his sleeping face was sweet and satisfied, and his appearance looked adorable.

Joanne settled the little one and turned her head to Brian,"Romy won't be able to wake up for a while, let's go down to eat."

Brian held Joanne's hand and led her downstairs.

In the living room downstairs, only Chris and Norris Freya were sitting, and the two of them were teasing Aiden.

Little Aiden is extraordinarily favorable to Chris this uncle, from the beginning of the downstairs stared at Chris, Chris teased a little, he was very cooperative grinning his little mouth, cute little gentleman look, let a person love.

Norris Freya simply couldn't take her eyes off Aiden's face and sighed, "Why is it that when Aiden smiles, I feel like I'm being teased by him?"

Chris,"..."

Just as Chris was speechless, Brian and Joanne came down from upstairs and dinner was ready.

Linda carries away Aiden so that Chris and Norris Freya can go over to eat.

Every dish was prepared by Joanne herself, taking into account everyone's appetite, especially Norris Freya, who ate with great satisfaction.

After dinner, it was still early, Chris and Freya weren't in a hurry to leave, Joanne said, "I'm going to cut some fruit."

Chris received a call from a subordinate and walked outside to answer it, leaving only Brian and Norris Freya in the living room.

This was just what Norris Freya wanted, so she wouldn't have to specifically look for opportunities to be alone with Brian.

Norris Freya sat down opposite Brian, supported her chin, and looked at Brian with a smile, "I know a secret that I always feel I should tell you, and it's related to Joanne!"

Brian looked at Norris Freya indifferently and said, "Things related to Joanne, you really should tell me."

"Cough!" Norris Freya cleared her throat and said mysteriously, "When I was in the kitchen with Joanne just now, Joanne said that she envied me for marrying a man who can cook. Brian, do you want to consider getting in touch with cooking or something?"

Brian pondered for two seconds and smiled unmoved, "Thank you, I know."

"Eh?"

Norris Freya scrutinized Brian uncertainly.

She wanted to mess up to come, but, Brian this reaction ... is what it means ah?

It doesn't look like ... is messed up at all!

Or did she go wrong somewhere?

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