CHAPTER 823: CHAPTER 512: HOW ARE YOU SO CUNNING?

When Henry Sullivan returned, Ivy Miller was chatting with the nanny, holding white rice.

The two were having a great time.

As the door opened, Ivy playfully said, "Oh, your old man’s back."

Henry took off his coat and received the white rice, "Sweetie, Daddy’s home."

"Hey, uncle, come inside, I have something to tell you."

"Sure."

The two of them went into the bedroom, and Ivy smiled, "I did something good today, and I want some praise.

I took Isla to your place in the city and let her stay there from now on."

"Oh? That indeed deserves praise, but I doubt Isla would want to go there."

"At first, she was a bit embarrassed, but thanks to my convincing words, she accepted the keys.

I think she’ll move in within a day or two.

That’s a good thing, right? Better than her staying at that old man’s place all the time."

Henry agreed and ruffled her hair, "You’ve thought this through; I’m already happy you’re not upset about it.

I didn’t expect you to be so considerate, I really don’t know what to say."

Ivy pouted, but she couldn’t help it, she’s just that kind of person who can’t keep things from him.

She always feels that not telling him something makes her feel like she’s lying, and it doesn’t feel right.

After dinner, Henry took Ivy out for a walk. Though it was called a walk, they were actually visiting Wesley Zenith’s home.

Wesley’s application for a military position house came through, and Chloe Wilder moved in yesterday.

She spent the whole day tidying up the place.

They were supposed to visit them tonight, but the nanny had already prepared dinner, so the visit was postponed.

When they arrived at Wesley’s place, Chloe was in her pajamas washing dishes.

Seeing them, she jumped out like a cheerful bird.

"Hey, Ivy, why’ve you and your man come at this hour? Weren’t we meeting tomorrow?"

"I’m here to crack down on something."

As she finished speaking, Wesley cleared his throat, signaling his embarrassment.

Henry glanced sideways at her.

But Chloe acted nonchalant, "You’ve come at the wrong time, wait two more hours, and surely you’d catch us in the act."

"Wow, uncle, let’s go, we’ll come back in two hours and shoot a film," Ivy replied.

Wesley frowned and leaned towards Henry, "What kind of woman is this?"

"Two femme fatales," Henry calmly walked over to the sofa and sat down.

Ivy and Chloe exchanged amused glances.

Ivy patted Chloe’s shoulder, "Go get two guests some tea."

"Alright, just a moment."

Wesley sat down next to Henry with his arms crossed, "I’m a guest now, your wife’s something else."

"You’re just realizing that? How’s it going lately?"

"Doing great, the difference between having a wife and being single is like night and day."

Henry laughed, "Seems like you and Chloe are a good match, congratulations."

"Are you expecting me to thank you?"

"Shouldn’t you?"

Ivy walked over and sat down, "Captain Zhao, treat Chloe well. If you bully her, I’ll pin you down and beat you up."

Henry turned and sized her up, "I doubt you could beat him."

"Then you help me."

"Sure."

"Well," Wesley looked at the two in surprise, "Are you two here to pick a fight, working as a team?"

Chloe brought out the tea, "Here it is. What were you all talking about, so quietly?"

"Discussing something serious," Ivy stood up, "Come on, let’s have some girl talk in your room and leave these two men alone for a bit."

"Sure," Chloe pulled her into the bedroom, while Wesley said to Henry, "Your wife has quite the fiery personality."

"They’re both the same, did you think your wife was a pushover?

She’s the one who dragged mine to the bar; she’s not an easy one either."

"Would your wife follow if she weren’t willing?"

"That’s why I’m saying they’re both a handful."

The two men exchanged knowing smiles, and Wesley said, "I see your mood’s improved a lot since then, solved the problem?"

"You could say that."

"Well, good for you, to be honest, your face was as cold as ice back then."

Meanwhile in the room, Ivy and Chloe started discussing Traditional Medicine; they talked for quite a while before coming out.

When they got home, white rice was already asleep, and Ivy took a shower and came out, wearing something very alluring on purpose.