Why it never ends

Chapter 965 Dinner Party

Kendai was silent for a moment, then picked up the landline phone on the desk and dialed Ximoya's number.

"Hey, it's me."

……

Early in the morning, Ximoya went downstairs and knocked on Hesta's door.

It was Rico who opened the door. She was still chewing a freshly made pancake. The stove in the open kitchen at the end of the living room was still on, and Rico quickly went back to the stove to flip the pancake.

"Where's Jane?"

"In the room," Rico replied, "Not up yet."

"Jane!" Ximoya knocked on the door. "Are you awake?"

There was a sound of footsteps behind the door, and Hesta stood behind the door with a sleepy look on his face: "...wake up."

"Did you check your email? Kende sent you an email this morning."

"What email..." Hesta stood there, "What is she going to do."

"She asked if you have time this weekend. She wants to invite you to her house for dinner."

"...Ah?" Hesta scratched his hair, "Where are you going?"

"Go to her house," Ximoya said, "I will go with you--"

"No." Hesta let go of the door handle and walked lazily into the room. "This week has been exhausting. There are still many new things to do next week. I want to rest on the weekend."

"Okay, then you reply to her email yourself." Ximoya followed Hesta into the room. "Don't delay. It will only take a few minutes."

Hesta was pushed to the table, and opened his mailbox with a yawn. There were five unread messages in it. Ximoya glanced at them and her expression suddenly froze.

"...What's up?" Hesta opened Kende's email. "Good morning, Kende. I don't have time on the weekends—"

"You go back first."

Hesta looked at Ximoya in confusion: "What?"

"Go back," Ximoya waved her hand gently, her eyes fixed on the screen, "Go to the previous page."

Hesta was a little more awake, but his hands didn't move.

"I just saw Arevalo's secretary sent you an email." Ximoya turned around and looked Hesta in the eye. There was only less than ten centimeters between their faces. Ximoya stared closely at Hesta's expression. "When did you get in touch with him?"

"I didn't," Hesta answered frankly.

"Then go back to the previous page."

"You have no right to review my emails, Ximoya."

"Jane, this is a serious matter," Ximoya said seriously, "Arévalo is an old fox. He will come to you for no good, do you know that?"

"...You may need to learn to respect your colleagues' work style first." Hesta closed the screen. "If you continue like this, I will kick you out."

Ximoya's mouth corners sank slightly, she turned away from the desk, paced in the open space of the room, and began to explain the pros and cons to Hesta.

Hesta returned to the inbox and opened the email from Arevalo's secretary while Simoya was mumbling.

"Oh, you can come over," Hesta interrupted Ximoya, "The old governor's email was also copied to you and Kendai."

Ximoya was stunned and immediately opened her phone to check her email.

This was an invitation to a family dinner. The old governor asked Hesta if he had time to have dinner together at the weekend, and for some reason, the address at the beginning of the email added a "德" between Hesta's first and last name.

"Jane de Hesta," Hesta said with a curled lip, "Who taught him to write like that?"

"Are you going?" Ximoya glared at Hesta.

Hesta didn't answer, but tapped on the keyboard: "...I replied, Monday at noon." "What about Kendai?"

Hesta smiled, operated the interface again, and tapped the keyboard: "Monday night."

……

Ximoya felt that Hesta was doing it on purpose, she deliberately wanted to leave Kende's invitation behind Arevalo. Although Ximoya didn't know what Kende wanted to say to Hesta, but suddenly the two of them asked Hesta to meet together, there must be some special reason - perhaps it was related to Hesta's unexpected pursuit on Friday night.

At noon on Monday, the children were still ordered to stay at home for reflection, so Eleven and Kiki followed Hesta to the Arevalo mansion.

As soon as he entered the gate, Eleven was very excited. There was a very large lawn in the front yard of the Governor's Mansion. The grass had a velvety texture. Eleven ran quickly from one end to the other, then raised his arms and rolled a few times on the gentle slope at the edge.

"Qiqi!" Eleven waved at his friend, "Come over here! This is fun!"

Qiqi stood there somewhat awkwardly. She could feel many eyes in the distance looking at her.

Fortunately, before Kiki could react, Hesta had already rolled up his sleeves and brought Eleven back from the edge of the lawn.

"We have to go and say hello to the owner of this house first," Hesta said, "It's polite to say hello before going out to play."

Qiqi was very surprised to hear this. She looked up at Hesta and said, "...Can we roll around on the lawn here?"

"Why not?" Hesta looked at her. "Isn't the lawn for rolling around?"

Qiqi looked at Eucalyptus again: "Really?"

Eucalyptus's expression was somewhat forced: "...Jane said yes, so that's it."

In the distance, Arevalo's butler was already waiting at the door. When everyone approached, the butler bowed slightly and said, "I'm sorry, the Governor is still meeting a guest. Please wait a moment."

"fine."

"Besides," the butler walked up to Hesta, "perhaps you are free now? The Governor wants you to go to the study now."

"Me?" Hesta pointed at himself, then at Eucalyptus beside him, "Are you sure it's not her?"

"Yes, you."

"I need to go with you." Ximoya said coldly.

"I'm sorry, the Governor has only invited——"

"She must go with me," said Hesta. "If she doesn't go, then I won't go either."

The butler pondered for a moment and said, "Then... this way."

"Wait a minute!" Eleven shouted, "Since the owner of this house is not free at the moment, can we go out and play now?"

"Go ahead." Hesta turned back to look at Rico, "Will you help keep an eye on them?"

Rico made an OK gesture, turned around, and followed the two children out the door with Eucalyptus.

Under the guidance of the butler, Ximoya and Hesta walked deeper into the building.

"Hey."

Hesta suddenly waved her hand in front of Ximoya, and Ximoya looked at her with a little annoyance: "What are you doing?"

"Don't be nervous," Hesta said, "We're just here to have a meal."

"Why am I nervous? I've seen this kind of situation many times!" Ximoya lowered her voice, "It's just that being with you makes me angry no matter what I do!"

Hesta laughed.

Not far away, the butler had knocked on the door of the study. He held the door and turned around: "You two, please come in."