Sweet Twins Indulge in Daddy's Love
Chapter 91 Have A Nice Conversation

Nancy blinked once, then twice. She was in utter loss of words. In need to act quickly, she just smiled at the man.

It was the only thing she thought of doing. Any word that came out of her mouth would be pure nonsense.

To spare herself from more awkwardness, Nancy looked away. She kept glancing on the slowly ticking clock. 'When would they leave?' she thought and let out a small sigh. Nancy didn't like handling the dinner party. She couldn't even remember how she worked up the courage to throw such a thing when she knew it would be a very tiring thing to do.

"They are always like that, annoying." Lyndon disrupted her train of thoughts. The interrupted woman stopped staring at the clock and turned to him. She smiled as she found a way to let time pass by faster.

"It seems you have gotten used to it, haven't you?" Lyndon had her full attention. She has been alone the whole time and was in a deep state of boredom. It would be nice to have a chat with the man beside her.

The man politely nodded his head while showing Nancy a small smile. Reaching for a glass of wine, he took a small sip from it. "It's nice to meet you."

Nancy smiled perfunctorily. "Nice to meet you too."

"I hate those idle old ladies. They keep pushing me to go to the dinner party to set up unsuccessful blind dates. Our age is very different from theirs. They can't understand young people at all. We are under great pressure at work and at the same time we have to deal with our parents' urging to get married," Lyndon irritably said. He took another sip of wine to cool his nerves before slamming it rather harshly on the table.

"But they're also doing this for their children. They just don't want them to set aside their love lives and act on it when they realize it's too late. Right?" Nancy suggested before taking another sip of her wine as well.

"Sometimes parents' love is a burden to us." The man smiled bitterly and obliviously shook his head. He turned her attention to the other side of the room. Nancy took this as a sign that their conversation was over. Once again, she found herself glancing at the clock. It didn't seem to have changed even the slightest bit.

"Nancy? Is that you? Why are you here?" Jay suddenly appeared in front of her.

"I could ask you the same thing, Mr. Fang." Nancy ignored his question and clutched on her wine glass tighter. She rolled her eyes and devised ways to get her out of here faster. But for the sake of not appearing rude, Nancy decided to stay.

Nancy still clearly remembered what happened two days ago. Jay bravely declared to her face that he wanted to make a move on Doris. Yet he still came to the dinner party?

In Jay's defense, he didn't even want to come here. Jennie, his mother, insisted on bringing him here.

Under the threat of his mother, Jay had no choice but to come along. 'How bad would it be?' he thought.

But he didn't expect to meet Nancy here. As a result, it would be very bad.

"I came here with my mom." Avoiding eye contact with Nancy, he couldn't help but notice the presence of Lyndon beside the very woman. With disdain he asked, "Sister-in-law, who is this man?" ""'Sister-in- law'? What is that supposed to mean?" the man of question asked, obviously confused.

"Don't mind him, Mr. Li. He is talking nonsense. Don't take it seriously." Nancy glanced around the table and took a small plate of mango. "Mr. Fang, would you like a piece of mango? Don't talk nonsense." Jay swatted Nancy's hand away and scowled at her desperate move to push him away. Then he focused his attention at Lyndon. He thought to himself for a few seconds, recalling the familiar face. Shortly afte he clicked his tongue. "If I remember correctly, you should be Lyndon Li. Let me tell you, Nancy..."

"Jay, quickly. Come here. She is very beautiful. You will definitely like her." Jay got interrupted by Jennie walking over. Before he even muttered a small goodbye, his mother took a hold of his hand with a smile and dragged him away.

"Well Mr. Fang is as casual as before." said Lyndon calmly. He downed the remaining wine in his glass and then slumped back in his chair.

"Yes, that's how he is." Nancy lightly tapped her wine glass. Glancing back at the clock, she made a successful attempt of syncing the clock's ticks and her finger's taps. Eventually getting bored, she looked around and found that Angelina and Mrs. Li were still having a good conversation.

Nancy can't help but think of her two children. What were they doing now? Were they alright? Were they as bored as their mother? Hopefully not. She was worried about them, but she couldn't leave now. She felt like sitting on pins and needles. When she waited for this dinner party to end, it was like she waited for paint to dry.

She could only talk with Lyndon. But what could they even talk about? Their last two attempts at a conversation failed. Would it be awkward to initiate a new one? What would happen if they were once again hi with a pang of awkward silence?

Nancy shrugged at the thought and focused somewhere else. She looked around the room to keep her entertained. No such luck. And alas she found something. No, it was not the clock. Jay was dragged to the front of Yvonne He. Jennie glared at him and said, "Say hello to Miss He!"

Jay knew he wouldn't win this fight or any other fight with his mother. Sighing, he gave in. Lazily putting his hands in his pockets but plastering a bright smile, he greeted the woman. "Hello, Miss He." Yvonne blushed and replied shyly, "Hello, Mr. Fang."

"You two have a chat. I'm going to head over there and give you two some privacy," Jennie said in a hurry before practically gliding away.

"Yvonne, you seem like a nice woman. I would love to stay and chat but I have a stomachache and I need to go to the toilet now." Jay only had interest in Doris, and had no interest in any other woman. With this in mind, he had no problem choosing his mother's wrath.

He didn't even wait for any kind of response from Yvonne He. Immediately clutching his stomach, he dashed to the toilet. But of course, his mother's eyes were on him like a hawk's. The toilet was still a long way ahead and his mother was already close to catching up on him.

"You?" Jennie was almost pissed off by her son. She knew that he must have escaped on purpose. "Come back here!" She'd been working hard to replace her son a decent partner. The least he could do was try talking to the woman for more than ten seconds.

Hearing his mother's vulturous voice, he ran even faster. Fortunately enough, he arrived at his destination.

Jennie ran two steps forward and stopped at last. It was the men's room that Jay went to. As a rich lady, she had to pay attention to her behavior. It was already naturally difficult for her to speed walk after him like a mad woman.

The furious mother did nothing but stand there and stump her feet. She just waited for him to leave. She knew her own son well enough to know he wouldn't have the courage to exit through the window.

Jay ran into the toilet and closed the door. He knew his mother had too much grace and principles to step foot in the men's room, but he was not taking any chances. He locked the door.

He fished his phone out of his pocket and dialed Charles. Not long after, the man picked up.

"What's wrong?" Unlike Jay's scathing tone, Charles' was a tad light-hearted. Beside Charles was his assistant, who helped him wash his feet.

"Charles, I saw Nancy at the dinner party for blind dates, "whispered Jay. He paced around the room trying to tame his harsh tone and his speeding heartbeat.

"What's going on?" Charles asked in a low voice. Confused, he tried sitting up.

"I haven't seen you for only two days. Can't you understand what I'm saying?" Jay waited for a response, but it seemed like Charles still wasn't sure of what was happening. "Your mother took Nancy here for a blind date. Now, do you understand? Or do you need me to spell it out for you?" Jay asked anxiously. His heart rate went back to normal but it was the opposite case for Charles.

Not even half a second later, he heard a loud bang from the other side of the call. Thankfully, his assistant was there to make sure all things were alright.

"What happened, Charles? Are your legs broken again? Calm down! I just saw her happily talking with a man! It's no big deal."

What Jay said made Charles more furious. Nobody ever made a person calm down by simply telling them to calm down. Another bang was heard. This time, the sound startled Jay enough for him to talk some sense into his friend.

Charles kicked the foot bath over and sat up abruptly. The pain reverted back to his legs that he immediately sat down.

"Mr. Fu, be careful!" Jay heard Charles's assistant's pleas on the other side.

"Charles, be careful. Don't worry. I'm here with Nancy. You can rest assured that I will never let any man take her away," Jay assured him. Charles was in enough physical pain from his leg to even accommodate this emotional one.

"Where are Bobby and Nadia?" Charles pounded a fist on the table. "Did they agree that Angelina took their mommy to a blind date?" he barked.

He had a point. It didn't seem to fit the two kids' characters, unless they didn't know their mom went out to a blind date.

"I don't know." That was the best response Jay mustered. At this point, nothing he said could make the situation better.

"Well, pick up Bobby and Nadia. Let them take Nancy away." Charles couldn't come back now. The project was not confirmed yet, so he couldn't leave now. He simply needed more time. "Alright, I'll go there right away." Before leaving the toilet, he cracked the door open and peeked to see if his mother was still guarding it. She was nowhere in sight. As promised, he left the dinner party and immediately drove to Bobby and Nadia's home.

Charles wasted no time calling Bobby. His fingers, which radiated impatience, tapped the table while listening to the dial tone.

Nancy was wrong. At this time, Bobby and Nadia were bored, just like their mother. Both kids were waiting for their mom to come just like how their mom was waiting for the dinner party to end. Nadia held her cheek with one hand and asked, "Bobby, do you know where my mommy and your grandma have been?"

"They must be playing mahjong." Bobby played with his plane model.

Nadia rubbed her eyes and said, "I feel a little sleepy. Are you sleepy, Bobby?"

Hearing that, Bobby yawned and answered, "A little bit, but we'll wait for mommy and grandma to come back." He went back to playing with his plane but his eyes were just as droopy as his sister's. "All right." Nadia tried hard not to close her eyes, but her eyes were always disobedient. She always wanted to close them. She did all she could to stay awake. She shut her eyes not even a minute later. Just then, Bobby's phone suddenly rang. Suddenly, Nadia's eyes shot wide open. With a plastered smile on her face, she was eager to know if it was her mom on the phone, calling to tell them she was coming home.

The young boy stood up from the floor and sprinted towards the ringing phone. "It should be from Mommy."

He picked up the phone on the tea table. Expecting to hear his mother's voice, he was more surprised to hear someone else's. "Wow, it's daddy! Daddy, are you coming back?"

"I can't go back yet. I asked you to take good care of mommy and grandma. Where are they?" Charles pretended to be angry. Lucky for him, he didn't need to pretend much because he was still displeased and worrisome.

"They are out," Bobby said innocently.

"Why didn't you and Nadia come along?" Charles sneered and thought, 'If the two kids followed her, they would never allow her to be with any other man.' And he was right.

"But grandma didn't allow it!" Bobby felt very aggrieved. He had no idea why his dad was mad and no idea how he could make the situation better for him.

"So you didn't insist?" The caring father knew he had to calm himself down. Talking to a child with an aggressive tone would get him nowhere. "Now go with Nadia. Take your mommy back," he ordered.

"But Nadia and I don't know where Grandma and Mommy are." The young boy frowned. With confusion consuming him, he could only play with his plane model still clutched on his left hand.

"Uncle Jay will pick you up. Wait a moment. He should be there soon!" Charles urged. His breathing started to steady for real this time.

"Okay daddy," Bobby muttered. "Bye, Daddy. Come home early."

"Okay."