"Honey, why do you have to deal with Austin's company? He has lost tens of millions of dollars," Sunny pretended to ask Aron innocently, but in her heart, she was snickering and laughing happily.
"He deserves it," Aron sneered.
"But after all, he is my brother-in-law," Sunny lowered her head and said in a soft voice with a little guilt.
"You are too kind to be bullied by Yolande and Austin," said Aron, holding Sunny in his arms.
"You don't have to be afraid of anything."
"Well, honey, you're so kind. I'm relieved to have you around," a sly smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.
Aron ordered the servants to prepare a table of delicious dishes, which looked delicious and smelled good.
"We should celebrate it. After all, Austin has lost a lot of money as well as the trust of American company to him."
Aron said in a gloomy voice. With an innocent look on her face, Sunny pretended to be thoughtful and nodded.
"But they have gone too far. That's why you took action."
"Don't think too much. Let's eat."
He held Sunny's shoulders and let her sit on the chair. Then he took two goblets and poured a glass of red wine for each of them.
"Honey, you are wronged!"
Under the bright light, Aron looked affectionate. With tears in her eyes, Sunny looked at him tenderly and shook her head, "honey, I'm not aggrieved. It's my fortune to meet you in my life."
She was already familiar with acting. She didn't need to prepare to act.
"Me too."
They toasted and drank up. Sunny was overjoyed. 'Now Aron only had me in his mind. What a happy thing it was.'
Aron peeled the crab for Sunny, "this is your favorite. Eat more."
Sunny enjoyed her meal very much. Looking at her pure and kind eyes, Aron couldn't help but sigh, 'Is it that kind people in the world are always easy to be bullied?'
Aron was celebrating with Sunny happily. On the other side, after a busy day, Austin and Yolande were about to get off work. After sitting for the whole afternoon, Yolande felt a pain in her waist and back.
"Let's go for a walk and go home together. I don't want to take a taxi. I've been in the office all afternoon. My waist is so sore."
She muttered and pounded her aching waist with her little fist. "Okay, we won't drive."
Austin took her hand and walked into the elevator. The door slowly closed. In the narrow elevator, the atmosphere was strange. Yolande turned her face and peeked at Austin's side face. His thin lips were tightly closed and he was calm.
"What?"
Feeling her gaze, Austin turned his head and asked.
"I just feel sorry for you. If you cooperate with me to revenge, you won't get anything. The loss is getting bigger and bigger."
He lowered his head and said in a guilty tone. His heart ached and he could sense the sadness in Yolande's voice. Although she thought a lot, he felt sorry for her.
"Well, you think too much. In fact, it's not your fault. You don't have to blame yourself. You have suffered more, haven't you?"
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