"Tyrone, help yourself." She seemed to feel that her arm was not long enough, so she deliberately touched Marian, "Don't help yourself. Serve him what he likes.”
"No, I came here after I ate. You can help yourselves. I'll have a drink with Uncle Johnson and the two cousins." Tyrone didn't even use his chopsticks, but poured himself another half glass of wine.
"you ate...” Marian stunned.
Mrs. Raman looked at him inquiringly, squinting her eyes slightly, "have you eaten? Why are you eating so early tonight?"
When she called him, he just got off work. How could he eat so fast?
Or?
"Well, I ate with a friend." Tyrone wasn't interested in talking about this. He proposed a toast to the cousins of Johnson family who raised their glasses to toast.
"Tyrone, What friend of yours? Can you also introduce your friend to us." The cousins of Johnson family said with a smile.
The people they usually associated with were rough people with a little wit. They had money, but not as much as the real rich. It's impossible for them to get into the real elite circle. If their family can unite Raman family by marriage, then they will have the opportunity to meet all kinds of rich people in the future.
Marian looked at her two cousins in disgust and did not speak. She turned her eyes to Tyrone. She thought he would politely refuse them, but the man smiled and agreed.
"Okay, I have a friend. He likes making friends very much. He can make friends with all sorts of people including scoundrel and real estate tycoons. He just likes to have fun. I'll introduce you to him later."
Marian's face changed, and what he said was more humiliating than a straight refusal.
The friend of whom he had spoken was evidently Leo Scott. He was a typical NEET, and worse than her two prodigal cousins. He's a real rich young man, with hundreds of thousands of dollars at his disposal and a wide circle of friends.
Unaware of this, the two cousins of the Johnson family were overjoyed to get up and fill Tyrone’s glass, "ha ha... Tyrone is really generous. I don't think Marian needs to find a boyfriend anymore. Don't you happen to have no girlfriend? Why don't you two get together?"
Everyone at the table was suddenly quiet.
The atmosphere reached its most intense point in the meal.
Everyone had different thoughts and expressions. Of course, it was Marian who was the most nervous of all. Her heart was pounding and she stared at the man's face.
Mrs. Raman coughed and began to laugh, "I also think so. I like Marian as long as I look at her. Tyrone, Your aunt and uncle are here, and now it's time for you to tell us what you think?”
Mr. Johnson also took the opportunity to say, "Right, Tyrone, you've known Marian for over a decade. You're looking for a girlfriend anyway, so instead of finding a stranger, you’d better find a woman you know."
Tyrone held the cup and slowly put it on the table. His eyes became dark but there was nothing strange about his expression. He looked around all the people, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and he said in a tone that was gentle and respectful, “Uncle Johnson and Aunt Johnson, if you really love your daughter, how can you be willing to let her fall in love with a second marriage man? Or to put it another way, she was so excellent, young and beautiful that she didn't need to be with a second marriage man like me. If she is my younger sister, I will break the man’s legs, if not hers."
All the people’s faces changed.
Marian’s parents were so angry that they almost lost their breath. They stared at him without saying anything.
Marian could bear it no longer, she bit her lower lip, and exclaimed, "I don't mind you being a second marriage man, Tyrone. It doesn't matter if you are married for the second time or the third time, we can get married as soon as you want."
Tyrone listened to her eager confession indifferently and he only raised his eyebrows, "don't you need to ask your parents again?"
"They respect my choice." She replied with a worried expression.
Marian Johnson’s parents opened their mouths and said nothing.
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