Chapter 507: The Photo on the Marriage Certificate
Chale Cheney rarely got a chance to share a bed with Elder Cheney.
One night, while Sylvan Cheney was taking a bath, he rolled about on the bed.
He moved all his stuffed bears and pillows to Sylvan’s bed!
Ordinary people were not allowed to enter Elder Cheney’s bedroom.
Suddenly, he opened the drawer of Elder Cheney’s bed and saw two bright red books.
Chale Cheney became curious and took the top book.
Upon opening it, the photos inside immediately caught his attention!
It’s been a long time since he last saw Jasy!
It’s a picture of Jasy and Elder Cheney together!
Jasy is so pretty! But Elder Cheney is quite handsome too! They make a perfect match!
Chale Cheney didn’t recognize many words, so he just stared at the pictures!
It really was Jasy whom he had been longing for day and night…
But Jasy was taken away by Elder Cheney?
Chale Cheney is so heartbroken…
When Sylvan Cheney came out after taking a bath, he happened to see Chale Cheney looking intently at the picture on the marriage certificate, with a sad expression.
Sylvan Cheney frowned slightly and snatched the red book from Chale Cheney’s hand.
Quickly, he locked the drawer.
“None of your business.”
“Dad, give me back Jasy.” Chale Cheney was very angry, looking at Sylvan Cheney as if he was an enemy, “I met her first.”
Sylvan Cheney calmly and shamelessly dried his hair, not willing to deal with his foolish son.
“Then I want to marry her.” Chale Cheney was very serious.
Chale Cheney was displeased, very displeased.
Elder Cheney was really shameless.
“Dad, I’m serious, you shouldn’t do this.”
“So what should I do?”
“You should step aside and bless us.”
“Dad, think about it, I will treat Jasy very well.” Chale Cheney blinked his eyes, which were shining with sincerity.
“How so? Hmm?” Sylvan Cheney looked at him with interest.
Chale Cheney thought hard.
He hugged his teddy bear with a serious look: “Baby will give all the delicious food to Jasy, and baby will give all the fun things to Jasy, um…”
Chale Cheney thought again, feeling that this was not enough.
“Baby won’t fight over the blanket with her!”
“Ah… is there anything else?” Chale Cheney was racking his brains.
But what else could there be?
“Baby will make her happy every day!” Chale Cheney added.
He looked at Sylvan Cheney with his big, sparkling eyes.
Sylvan Cheney also looked at him, smiling: “Well done.”
“Yes, yes, so Dad, think about it, and step down…” Chale Cheney had a hopeful look in his eyes! He looked excited!
Sylvan Cheney: “Dream on.”
How annoying, Elder Cheney really is annoying.
He had never seen anyone as annoying as him! Humph!
Chale Cheney threw the teddy bear in his hand into Sylvan Cheney’s arms, turned his butt around, and pulled the blanket over his head.
There was no point dealing with such an annoying person, really.
This temper, just like that someone, exactly the same.
With his hair dried, Sylvan Cheney walked onto the balcony to smoke a cigarette.
The dim light poured down from above, illuminating his sharp features.
With one hand holding up his cigarette, he flipped through his cell phone with the other.
He found that Jasmine Yale had called him.
“Hmm?” He called back.
Jasmine Yale was sitting on the bed reading a book. When she heard the phone, she picked up.
“Mr. Cheney, is Little Chale better?”
“I thought you’d stopped asking about everything.”