My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 314 The Game Between Two People

As far as she was concerned, the fact that Mike dared to say these words in front of Madame Cheal

was an acknowledgement of her.

It was also tantamount to publicly acknowledging that she was his girlfriend.

This was what Yara wanted.

"Yes, yes, Grandma, there is no rush." Yara nodded her head.

"Hm?"

Madame Cheal suddenly inclined her head to look at her, her amiable face feigning a few moments of

dissatisfaction, "Grandma?"

"What?"

Yara was confused.

"Mike calls me mother, and you call me grandma?" Madame Cheal frowned and reminded.

"Uh ...... huh huh, ...... aunt?"

She reached up and rubbed her head, always feeling odd calling Madame Cheal that way.

Sitting on the side, Vivian held a cup of tea on the table and silently drank it with her head down, Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

worried.

How on earth was she going to reveal to Yara that she had been wrong about Mike?

"Smart girl. Come on, eat, eat more, you are thin." Madame Cheal was extraordinarily happy.

After saying that, she sighed again, "Mike is over thirty, and now that he has a date, it's a relief for me.

But you guys have to hurry, I'm still waiting to my grandchildren."

Hearing this, Yara blushed, on the contrary, Vivian was caught off guard and choked on the water,

coughing.

"What's wrong with you, Vivian?"

Seeing that Vivian had choked on the water, Madame Cheal couldn't help but ask, "I am not urging you.

But I should be talking about you. Earlier you asked me to introduce you to someone, and I've found a

few people for you, do you want to meet them?"

"What? I ...... don't ......."

This time, Vivian choked even harder.

She was right next to Morris, and she could not cough at Madame Cheal, so she coughed at Morris's

side.

The man's eyebrows twisted and his eyes were filled with disgust.

Reaching out, he pulled out a tissue and handed it to her, "Stupid."

When she was called stupid, Vivian was instantly upset, forcing herself to hold back her cough before

glaring angrily at him with a red face, "None of your business!"

"Dirty the air in front of me."

Morris sat upright, exuding an innate aristocratic aura, even dining with an indefinable elegance,

compared to Vivian beside him, it was indeed a great contrast.

The contrast with Vivian beside her was really a great contrast. It made her extraordinarily wretched.

"If you think it is dirty, go out and eat!"

Before Vivian said a word, Madame Cheal angrily said, "You are pretentious."

Vivian was amused by that, she held back her laughter and nodded frantically, "Yes, Grandma is right.

Man can't be so pretentious, if outsiders knew about it, they would definitely think he is girly."

After she finished her sentence, she suddenly felt the temperature around her drop a lot, chilling her

back.

Vivian shivered in the cold, and between the slight glance of her eyes she saw his sharp eyes shooting

over.

"Grandma, do you think I'm right?"

She deliberately asked Madame Cheal, then snorted, "Look, Grandma, he's even glaring at me!"

"Morris, what's wrong with you? Vivian is your sister, if you ever let me catch you bullying her again, I'll

break your legs."

"Well, Grandma said to break your dog's legs!"

Vivian repeated Madame Cheal's words, her bright eyes gazing at Morris, laden with smugness.

The man's face was as cold as ever, unaware that as he slowly hung his head and continued to eat,

the corners of his lips curled into an imperceptible smile.

"Okay, okay, let's eat. Why are you so childish? Haha ......"

Madame Cheal laughed as she spoke.

Today, she was in an extraordinarily happy mood, as if sitting together with young people, she became

younger.

After the meal, Mike took Yara for a stroll around the courtyard, while Madame Cheal took Vivian to

play chess.

Because Vivian had often accompanied Houghton back home, she had learned to play chess, and it so

happened that Madame Cheal also liked to play chess, and the two had similar interests.

"Morris, what are you doing standing there? Why don't you pour a glass of water for Vivian?"

As the game of chess needed to be played in peace and quiet, Madame Cheal simply sent the

servants out, leaving the three of them alone.

Morris sat by the side, playing with his mobile phone, his hands gripping it as he kept replying to

messages, except that every now and then his eyes would look over at Vivian playing with his

grandmother.

"She has hands."

Morris raised his eyebrows and said indifferently.

"Hey, so you don’t listen to me now?" Madame Cheal said as she held the pawn in her hand and

pressed it heavily against Vivian’s!"

"Wow, Grandma is awesome."

Vivian gave thumbs up towards Madame Cheal, "Let's play mahjong next time instead. I'm not very

good at chess."

"No, you always gives way to me, it's no fun."

Madame Cheal was a wise person, she could see that Vivian always give way to her, so she pointed to

Morris and hooked her finger, "Come here, play with Vivian, let me see what Vivian got."

Morris was stunned, his gaze falling on their chessboard, evoking some interest.

He had known Vivian for a long time and knew she could play chess, but never knew how good she

was at it.

"Okay."

He responded, reluctance on his cold face.

Madame Cheal stood up, and Morris moved a chair aside for Madame Cheal by the way, while he sat

opposite Vivian.

The two silently retrieved their respective chess pieces, Vivian's red side and Morris’ black side, and

quietly laid out their pieces again.

"Who will go first?" Vivian looked across at Morris sitting across from her, both of them sitting cross-

legged in front of the chessboard.

"Ladies first." He said.

"All right." Vivian took a step forward by picking up a piece.

Morris followed suit.

The two of them just played step by step, concentrating almost entirely on each other, neither of them

speaking.

On the side, Madame Cheal sat for a while and yawned, "Alas, I am tired, you two play, I'm going to

have some rest."

"Okay, Grandma." Vivian smiled knowingly and nodded her head.

Without a word, Morris continued to play chess.

Madame Cheal got up and went into the bedroom, and Vivian continued playing chess, only then did

she hear Morris say, "Being too sharp will only expose your shortcomings."

His words had a hidden meaning, as if he was warning Vivian.

She said, "Are you always so one-sided in your views? And how do you know I am steady inside?"

"How can you call that steady when you've nearly ruined your reputation?" He asked in return.

Vivian's face instantly went pale, "It is nearly, as you said, that's all!"