Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 496 Elizabeth

After the two shook hands, Dumas put his arm around Nanfeng's shoulder and politely led him to sit down at the dining table.

"Nanfeng, I don't know what Ziqiao did wrong to make you so angry."

Curry Sauce, who had been huddled together watching the show, craned her neck and shouted, "Yeah, Teacher Nanfeng, we're curious too!"

Nanfeng got angry as soon as the topic came up. He glared at Ziqiao and explained with a string of curses, "What else could it be? There were only three single young women of marriageable age in that family, and he ruined them all in one go."

"They ran into Ziqiao at the swimming pool today, and after a confrontation, the three of them discovered the truth. Now, those three beauties are so angry they want to tear the whole swimming pool apart!"

"What?!?!"

Everyone exclaimed in unison, "That's fucking amazing!!!"

They all turned to look at Ziqiao, their eyes filled with disdain.

Xiaoxian leaned back on the sofa with his eyes closed, looking utterly pathetic: "Ziqiao, you're something else, ruining one family after another!"

Ziqiao, with a pained expression, protested, "I swear I really didn't know."

"They look completely different, and they only told me their English names, like Nana, Lili, and Hello Kitty. How could I possibly know they were a family?"

Zhang Wei asked curiously, "Didn't you ask about their family backgrounds when you were dating them?"

"Please, I'm a fast-paced person, not a background check expert. Why would I need to know these things?"

"Besides, even if Lili told me that I had an older sister and an aunt, I would never have imagined that they would be my ex-girlfriends."

"cut."

Everyone rolled their eyes at Ziqiao.

Yu Mo looked at Nan Feng and asked, "So how was this matter resolved?"

"Forehead……"

Nanfeng looked embarrassed and immediately fell silent.

Yu Mo thought Nan Feng hadn't heard her question clearly, so she blinked and asked again, "So how exactly was this resolved?"

"this……"

Nanfeng coughed lightly and said rather apologetically, "This matter was originally supposed to be handled by the swimming pool and the accommodation committee, but they really couldn't handle it, so Yifei and I went over to take a look on our way."

"And then...and then..."

"Then when they saw me, they wanted to invite me to dinner. Before I could say a word, the three of them started arguing. As they argued, they started pulling me hard, and then they started fighting."

"In this situation, I could only ask Yifei to cover my retreat while I ran back first."

"What?!"

The crowd gasped in surprise once again.

Guan Gu stared in disbelief and exclaimed, "Now I understand why Zi Qiao managed to take all three of them down. They're just hopelessly attracted to handsome men."

Zeng Xiaoxian tilted his head and glanced at Yu Mo, who was spitting fire with anger. He laughed gleefully, "I knew it! Nanfeng, why are you so angry? It turns out it's because you almost ruined your reputation."

"Speaking of which, if those three hadn't started arguing, which one of their dates would you have accepted?"

Nanfeng rolled her eyes at Xiaoxian: "Sorry, I don't need this dinner."

Xiao Xian and Zhang Wei exchanged a glance, and Zhang Wei suddenly asked loudly, "Nan Feng, which one of them is the prettiest!"

"sister……"

Nanfeng quickly covered her mouth and glared fiercely at Zhang Wei.

"Oh……"

Everyone joked, "So it's your younger sister."

Yu Mo smiled and said, "So it's your little sister~~~"

Nanfeng shuddered and quickly clutched his stomach, looking at Alexandre Dumas: "Godfather, is it time to eat? I'm starving."

Alexandre Dumas laughed and said, "Almost there, we're just waiting for Yifei to come back."

"Then we can get ready to eat. Yifei is already coming up in the elevator."

Nanfeng waved to everyone as if nothing had happened: "Let's eat, let's eat."

"snort."

Yu Mo gave a barely audible hum.

One after another, the group arrived at the dining table, gazing at the Russian-style feast meticulously prepared by Alexandre Dumas. They couldn't help but exclaim in delight.

When Yifei burst in, she launched into another tirade of abuse at Ziqiao.

However, out of respect for Alexandre Dumas, she eventually calmed down and sat between Ziqiao and Zeng Xiaoxian to prepare for dinner.

Despite this minor incident, the atmosphere of the entire dinner was still joyful, lively, harmonious, and happy.

Everyone chatted and laughed, making a lot of noise. Meijia even divided Wanyu's debate with the scholars and the battle against the magazine "Men's Clothing" into six chapters and 18,000 words, and vividly described it.

As everyone applauded and cheered for Wanyu, they were also genuinely happy and excited that she had found a job as a fashion editor.

Of course, while chatting, the people in the apartment did not forget about Alexandre Dumas, who had come from afar.

However, to everyone's surprise, it was Wan Yu who had the most congenial conversation with Dumas.

These two people, who both pursued freedom and insisted on being themselves and were highly similar and compatible in some ways, initially just had a simple and polite chat. But after talking for a while, they suddenly felt like they had known each other for a long time.

Alexandre Dumas and Wan Yu talked about everything from Barcelona to Madrid, and then from Madrid to Florence.

They talked about everything from the evening breeze on the banks of the Seine to the sunset over the Aegean Sea, from the clouds over the Bay of Carpentaria to the aerial acrobats at Niagara Falls.

Dumas and Wanyu, one old and one young, quickly became close friends despite their age difference. They talked about freedom, the world, dreams, and passion, about the scenery they had seen around the world, and about the many novel adventures Dumas had experienced in his life.

As the two talked, Wan Yu's eyes grew brighter and brighter, sparkling more and more. Her eyes, as vast and deep as the universe, seemed to be brewing a supernova explosion.

Zhanbo stared intently at the lively, vibrant, joyful, and radiant Wanyu in front of him, and he even imagined himself in a similarly lively, vibrant, joyful, and radiant state.

Finally, he lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought.

Everyone saw it, but there was nothing they could do.

Upon seeing this, Yifei glared fiercely at Nanfeng.

[You're the one who told me not to get involved in Zhanbo and Wanyu's affairs, now that Zhanbo's in this state, you're responsible for fixing things!]

Everyone looked at Nanfeng, their expressions mirroring those of Yifei.

Nanfeng nodded silently.

……

Apart from Zhanbo being a bit somber, the entire dinner was filled with laughter and joy.

Everyone toasted and laughed, and after more than an hour, the group, having eaten and drunk their fill, leaned back in their chairs, rubbing their bellies and letting out satisfied groans.

"what……"

"Hiccup...hiccup...hiccup hiccup..." Zeng Xiaoxian let out a very, very long hiccup.

Meijia gave Alexandre Dumas a thumbs-up and praised him, "Godfather, the meal you made was absolutely delicious."

"If you stay here for too long, I'm afraid they won't like my cooking anymore."

"hehe."

Alexandre Dumas smiled gently: "Don't worry, I'll leave first thing tomorrow morning."

"what?"

Everyone who had been digesting their meal with their eyes closed suddenly opened them. Meijia, flustered, explained, "Godfather, I didn't mean to kick you out! I just wanted to praise your cooking!"

Alexandre Dumas smiled and shook his head: "I know, but I was planning to leave first thing tomorrow morning anyway."

Why?

Ziqiao instinctively gripped Alexandre Dumas's wrist tightly, his tone like that of a child about to be abandoned by his father.

"Godfather, we haven't seen each other for years. How can you just leave like that?"

Ziqiao was very reluctant and worried: "With you living like this, who knows when we'll see each other again after you leave this time?"

"fool."

Alexandre Dumas gently patted Zi Qiao's hand: "No feast lasts forever, and no father and son stay together forever."

"No matter how many days I stay here, I will eventually leave."

He patted Ziqiao's head, and tears welled up in his cloudy eyes.

Compared to his reluctance to part, Alexandre Dumas's reluctance and concern at this moment must be a thousand times, ten thousand times greater than Ziqiao's.

Because he is old.

Although he and Ziqiao are father and son, he is old enough to be Ziqiao's grandfather.

Ziqiao was only worried about when they could see each other again, but Dumas was worried about much more than Ziqiao.

"Since we are destined to part, rather than being reluctant to part then, I would rather choose not to let tears and sorrow keep up with my hurried pace."

"But godfather..."

Ziqiao wanted to continue persuading, but then there was a rhythmic knocking sound at the door.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and Curry Sauce put down her chopsticks and rushed to open the door.

A middle-aged woman, dressed in exquisite and luxurious clothes and well-maintained, whose age was obvious but whose exact age was hard to guess, walked in with elegance and poise in high heels.

"My dear, I've finally found you."

Alexandre Dumas wasn't overly surprised; he simply asked, as a matter of routine, "Elizabeth, what brings you here?"

Elizabeth did not answer Dumas's question; instead, she introduced herself to the bewildered group at the table.

"Hello, I am Elizabeth, Alexandre Dumas' fiancée."

Everyone stared in disbelief, repeating each word slowly and deliberately: "Fiancée?"

Elizabeth nodded with a happy expression.

Although Dumas was both amused and exasperated, he did not deny it.

"Hello, godmother! Thank you for your hard work, godmother!"

They exchanged glances, then all smiled and waved at Elizabeth.

Although it's hard to understand where Ziqiao's godfather's fiancée came from, calling her godmother is effortless.

"Eh."

Elizabeth's smile grew even brighter as she pulled an astonishingly thick stack of red envelopes from her bag and handed them to everyone.

"A gift from my godmother."

She was clearly well-prepared this time.

"I'm so sorry."

Everyone knew from just one glance at the thickness of the red envelope that if it contained banknotes, it must be worth at least five figures.

However, although everyone calls them godfather and godmother, Alexandre Dumas and Elizabeth are ultimately just Ziqiao's godfather and godmother, so how could they accept this red envelope?

Even Zhang Wei simply shoved his hands under his buttocks and pressed them down hard. Then, he gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and buried his head in Zhanbo's body next to him, not daring to look at the red envelope in Elizabeth's hand again.

As for Ziqiao... if everyone hadn't been staring at him so intently, he would have even wanted to swallow all the red envelopes.

After all, he is his godfather's godson, so it's perfectly reasonable for him to accept the red envelope from his godmother.

In the end, Zi Qiao only accepted a red envelope and gave Elizabeth a kiss on the hand.

"Thank you for your generosity, godmother."

Elizabeth just smiled and said, "Ziqiao, your godfather often mentions you to me."

"When you have time in the future, your godmother will invite you to come to Moscow and visit our family's estate."

Ziqiao was overjoyed when he heard this.

[My goodness, I never imagined that Elizabeth... no, I meant her godmother, was actually a rich woman!]

[And there's even a manor?!]

Elizabeth went straight to Alexandre Dumas, gently put her arms around his neck, and whispered softly in his ear.

"Honey, I can forgive you for not answering my calls."

"Come with me, I've arranged a driver to take us to Shangri-La. The pastor will be waiting for us there tomorrow at noon."

"And I've already arranged the suite for our wedding."

Wow!

Xiao Xian lowered his voice and teased, "I thought Godfather was leaving tomorrow for a trip, but it turns out he's going to get married!"

Everyone covered their mouths and chuckled.

I'm coming

(End of this chapter)