C95 Tang Xue Rou Panicked

He really couldn't tell that this woman was actually still in the habit of drinking at night.

Dempsey Wilson opened the fridge and took a look. The only thing he could do was roast two slices of bread to satisfy his hunger.

He took the roasted bread and headed upstairs. The alcohol soaked nightgown made him feel very uncomfortable. He took it off straightforwardly, wearing only a pair of bullet pants and striding upstairs.

As she walked, she was eating a piece of bread with her thin and pretty lips.

When he reached the staircase on the second floor, he suddenly saw that the woman had not entered her room, but was instead leaning against the wall by the door, continuing to drink her wine.

There were a few small lights on in the corridor, soft and bright.

Hearing footsteps on the stairs, Clarie Scott instinctively turned her head to look.

With just a glance, his eyes were truly stinging.

"You … Is there something wrong with that!? " Clarie Scott's face instantly flushed red.

The man walked up confidently with his nightgown in hand. He had a sturdy body, a well-defined chest, and long and proud legs. What made Clarie Scott want to dig out her eyes the most was the symbol of a man.

Dempsey Wilson obviously didn't expect Clarie Scott to still be in the hallway. Hearing her call him sick made his face turn dark. He quickly took out his robe and put it in front of him, "You're not allowed to look!"

Clarie Scott snorted disdainfully, turned around, opened the door and walked in.

Dempsey Wilson couldn't help but be confused.

It was the first time that a woman had revealed an expression of disdain when she saw his proud figure.

This woman was simply a piece of wood. She was ruthless and boring. It was likely that she did not have any kind of charm to her.

Thinking of this, Dempsey Wilson was a bit discouraged. He never expected that he would let such a stiff woman give birth to his child.

The next day, Clarie Scott still led her daughter downstairs to eat breakfast. At the table, father and son were always one step ahead of them.

Looking at the young and old, dressed in strict attire, if one was ignorant of the situation, one would definitely feel blissful and harmonious.

However, in Clarie Scott's eyes, this scene was rather dazzling.

Her son was becoming more and more like Dempsey Wilson. The more difficult it was to accept, the more stuffy her heart became.

"Mommy, Daddy said he would take us shopping after school. Are you sure you don't want to go with us?" Frank Scott asked in a testing manner.

Dempsey Wilson swept a glance at the woman's face with his dark eyes, expecting something.

"No, Mommy is a bit busy, next time Mommy will take you out for a walk, okay?" Clarie Scott immediately comforted her son gently.

The little fellow's face was covered in disappointment, and the expression of a certain man instantly turned gloomy.

Emma Scott had just woken up and was still in a daze. She was carried by Mommy to the child's chair and sat down.

"Mommy, I can't not go to school, I want to play with the pony at home!" Emma Scott began to stir up trouble every day.

Clarie Scott immediately pretended to be strict, "Emma, how many times do I need to tell you before you can understand? You can play, but now you have to put learning first. "

Emma Scott wanted to protest a little more, so she frowned, looked at Dempsey Wilson with her crystal-like eyes, and said in a soft and coy tone, "Daddy …"

The dragging voice was both melodious and melodious, causing the hearts of those who heard it to go soft.

"It doesn't matter who you call, you have to go to school today." Clarie Scott immediately extinguished her last hope.

Seeing his daughter's crying face, Dempsey Wilson quickly walked to her side and tore off a piece of bread to coax her: "Okay, Emma, don't cry, you have to listen to me. Go to school first, after class, Daddy will accompany you to buy things, okay?"

Seeing the tears that were about to fall, he was immediately coaxed back by his father.

"Alright!" Only then did the little guy calm down, nodded his little head, and agreed.

Clarie Scott looked at her worried daughter and then looked at her son who was sitting beside her in a daze. For a moment, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

In fact, even though she was quite strict with her children on the surface, she still treated them like treasures and doted on them in her heart.

However, she did not dare to show it on the surface because she loved them dearly. She was afraid that she would spoil the children.

Clarie Scott finished her breakfast and was about to leave. When she passed by the living room, Uncle Rory was already waiting for her.

"Miss Scott, this is the new car young master ordered for you. The key is here, take it."

Clarie Scott glanced at the key. Although it was not comparable to the ten million luxurious cars that he normally used to travel, it was still considered expensive for ordinary people.

"Thank you, Uncle Rory!" Clarie Scott nodded gratefully at Uncle Rory and took the key.

Uncle Rory quickly said, "Miss Scott, the person you want to thank isn't me. It's young master."

At that moment, a man was feeding bread to his daughter at the dining table, waiting for Clarie Scott to say something nice.

"Forget about him!" What awaited him were the indifferent words of the woman.

Dempsey Wilson's handsome face froze. He turned around and saw the woman's delicate and exquisite figure disappearing from the door of the hall.

This woman had no sense of gratitude at all.

In any case, he had given her a car. Even the word "thank you" wasn't willing to say it in front of him. It was simply infuriating.

When Clarie Scott went to work, Dempsey Wilson fed the two little guys and drove them to school as well.

He went straight to the company.

Just as he entered the company's lobby, he suddenly saw a gorgeous figure walking towards him timidly.

"Manager Wilson..." "You came to the company." Alice Scott's voice was sweet and pleasant to the ears. Her beautiful eyes were a little infatuated as she looked at the handsome young man before her. She then opened her mouth to greet him.

Dempsey Wilson looked at her expressionlessly and made an "En" sound in response.

"Manager Wilson..." I've come to find you because there's something I need your help with … I don't know if it's convenient for you. " Although Alice Scott was already a big shot in entertainment circle, she didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of Dempsey Wilson. She had to be very obedient and be very careful in the way she talked and did things.

"What is it? Tell my assistant that I don't have time right now." Dempsey Wilson said coldly and walked straight to the elevator.

Alice Scott's entire body shuddered as she watched his tall figure resolutely leave. Her heart was in a state of panic.

If it was before, she came to find him just to beg him for dinner or something, Alice Scott would leave very tactfully, no longer disturbing him.

However, the reason for her visit today was related to the sky-high advertisement endorsement that she was going to receive.

Previously, she was the spokesperson for this product. Now that the contract had expired, she thought that she should be able to continue signing it.

But this morning, her assistant told her that the advertisers had decided to change her and get another actress to speak for her.