Uncle John would definitely like Chester who looked like John the most, so Uncle John wouldn't like him.
Since he was fifteen or six years old, his guardian had been Uncle John. Except for his parents, he had the deepest feeling with Uncle John.
"Brother, I won't take Uncle John away from you." Chester was a sensible man and his words were reassuring.
But it was not a matter of whether he would take he or not, but what Uncle John thought.
James looked depressed.
"Brother, are you jealous?" Dora spoke the truth.
"Of course not." Turning his head away, James refused to admit it.
His mother, Angela Xu, couldn't help laughing and said, "Our son is jealous."
His father, Daniel, mocked, "He only remembers his Uncle John. He doesn't remember us at all."
"It was you who left me to Uncle John." James glared at his parents. They dared to laugh at him.
"That's because you didn't listen to me. You are just afraid your Uncle John."
"Hahaha..." The crowd burst into laughter.
Even John couldn't help smiling. It was not in vain to raise this boy.
"Sit down." John ordered coldly.
Though feeling wronged, he was happy in his heart.
James didn't know if he was masochistic, but his uncle's cold order seemed so kind.
Uncle John was still his Uncle John.
After breakfast, everyone went back home.
When John was about to stand up to look for sir, he was stopped by Jessica. "John, wait. I have something to tell you. Come with me."
It rained yesterday and didn't stop until this morning. The sky was overcast, and the wind occasionally flew. The sun hidden behind the clouds was trying to break through the clouds.
Three figures came out of the house and went to the house of Jessica and Jason. The servants served tea respectfully.
"You haven't been back for a long time. We still keep your favorite tea at home, the Da Hongpao from Wuyi Mountains. Your sister got it from a tea farmer. She doesn't give it to me. Only when you come can I enjoy it." Jason handed a cup of tea to John in person, smiling with a little jealousy.
In his wife's heart, he would never be better than her brother. All the good things would be left to John at the first time.
Alas......
Jason was more jealous.
"I know." John took a sip of the tea. It tasted good.
Jessica came downstairs and heard the conversation between the two of them. She glanced at Jason and asked, "Why are you jealous of my brother? How old are you? "
"Look, your sister is so unfair." Jason shrugged and sat on the sofa with a smile.
Jessica was speechless. "There is the tea in our home. It's not that I don't want you to drink it."
Jason was even more speechless, "Who knows where you put it?"
"Blame me?" Jessica smiled proudly.
"Of course not." Jason smiled affectionately. He had been taking care of the girl since she was a child. How could he be willing to blame the girl who married him?
Jessica blushed said coldly, "Don't talk nonsense. John is still here."
Jason glanced at John. 'Did you think John a child? Maybe he knows more than you do.
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