Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 1314

However, her words didn't amuse him as she aimed to. Instead, he began gazing at her with deeper, questioning insight. He wondered if perhaps it was because he was much older than her and there was a generation gap between the two of them that he was always stunned by Maggie's simple and straightforward confessions. He was not quite used to the open way in which young people expressed their feelings. However, he was sure that he was happy to hear her say this at the moment.

Therefore, he tightened his grip on her hand. With an unruly smile playing at the corners of his mouth, Edgar said, "Let's go then, my future Mrs. Gu." As soon as he spoke, he took the lead and stepped aside. He pulled Maggie up the last steps to walk into a private room at the top of the stairs.

Maggie had always been able to say whatever came into her mind quite frankly in front of the people she was familiar with. However, when she met somebody for the first time or was in front of somebody she was not very familiar with yet, she would become reserved and behave like a noble lady.

Which was exactly what she acted like at the moment. When a group of people she didn't know at all suddenly called her "Mrs. Gu" as she entered the room, she flushed a deep red immediately. Although they were joking, she blushed as red as a ripe tomato.

"All right. You'd better stop making fun of Maggie," Edgar said in an undisciplined manner. "If you scare her away, it will be very difficult for me to find another girlfriend."

Hearing this, Zachary took a sideways glance at him. "What? I remember somebody once saying that his wife would only be like clothes, while we would always be like his hands and feet. What's going on here? That somebody now seems to value clothes more than his hands and feet, even long before the clothes have become his wife. Hey guys, I think we'd better go away now. Otherwise, if Edgar one day doesn't have clothes to wear, he will be very likely to blame us." As soon as he finished his speech, Zachary made as if to rise from the table.

However, Edgar didn't seem keen to ask him to stay. Looking at Maggie, Edgar made the introductions. "He's Zachary Liang. He was the first shock worker in our team. He obtained the nickname "God of Wind" because he always acted as fast as the wind blew. Now he is the captain of criminal police in S City."

Seeing that Edgar didn't ask him to stay, while all the other men present seemed to be watching the show he was playing rather than stepping in to help, Zachary found himself in a dilemma as he stood in a half rise. Hearing Edgar introduce him to Maggie, he hastily took the chance to relieve his embarrassment. Bending slightly in order to shake hands with Maggie, he said, "Young Mrs. Gu, my sister-in-law, you may call me Zachary from now on. Please guide me in future. Well, the most important thing is that you must avenge us."

Everybody, apart from Maggie and Edgar, chimed in with his words. In an instant, the room became noisy. All of them asked Maggie to avenge them. Due to a tacit understanding, they didn't say why she should get revenge for them. However, from what they were saying, Maggie understood that they wanted her to fix Edgar, which none of them could do in all the years they had known him.

Due to their warm welcome, Maggie was soon infused by their atmosphere and happily became included in the gathering. In fact, there were not many members of the former Sharp Blade Commando that had survived. There were only six of them now, including Edgar. While Zachary worked as the head of criminal police, the others worked at administrative and governmental organizations with not bad salaries and benefits. In the eyes of the public, each of them was living a comfortable life. However, all that was superficial and none of them felt comfortable in their careers.

The dishes were served quickly. There were no special dishes. All the food looked like home cooking. Maggie hadn't seen the owner of the restaurant since she entered this place. She only saw a lame man in his thirties, who looked like a waiter, serving the dishes now and then. With a blissful smile on his face, he looked much like the Maitreya Buddha.