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379 Where’s my precious little Renren?

Soft laughter broke out from him as he cocked his head back. Zoren couldn’t see her face, but he could definitely imagine the look on it.

“Ha ha…” Penny laughed back unenthusiastically. “Don’t joke like that?

“I’m not joking, he remarked as he slowly released her, winking at her. “Just letting you know.”

Penny gasped at that last final blow shot through her heart. Zoren laughed as he picked up the plates from the counter and marched to the sink. Her widened eyes followed his figure, catching him cock his head back at her with a naughty smile.

‘God…‘she looked away, cupping her heated face. ‘Why does he have to make me flustered when he already ate my lips? What a greedy man!”

Now, she would spend the day wondering what was running through his mind, which was his goal when he said those remarks. For her to think of him because, for sure, he would be thinking of her every second.

“Shall we welcome Grandma?” he uttered, snapping her back from her delusions. “Wife?”

“Huh?” she deadpanned, looking back at him in horror. “Right… grandma!”

Oh, my god.

In the drawing room of the residence, Old Mrs. Pierson couldn’t stop grinning and chuckling on her own. Butler Hubert, on the other hand, pressed his lips together, the corners curled up almost reaching the heavens.

“Old Madam, do you think we should stay here?” he asked meaningfully. “They might have to halt their morning exercise to welcome us.” Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Old Mrs. Pierson smirked. “Did you see my grandson, Butler Hubert? He didn’t stop even when

he saw me! I like the enthusiasm!” She nodded in satisfaction, proud that her grandson en

working hard. “He has a better complexion as well. I’ve never seen him have such vibrant color before.”

Thinking about it, Old Mrs. Pierson couldn’t help but assume her grandson was truly getting better. According to Zoren, his wife was based abroad, and they would only meet a few times a year. They were both busy individuals, after all.

“All this time, I thought his health deteriorated because he hasn’t found Thursday Girl,” she sighed. “W would have thought that secretive grandson of mine was actually just longing for my beautiful granddaughter–in–law?”

Butler Hubert nodded in agreement. “Now that she set up her office in the city, Young Master Zoren might actually fully recover.”

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“He will, he will!” Old Mrs. Pierson intoned. “He wouldn’t want to trouble his wife to take care of a sickly person like him.”

“Old Madam, I think we should start preparing for their big wedding.”

Old Mrs. Pierson arched a brow at Butler Hubert. Seeing the look on the old madam’s face, Butler Hubert cleared his throat. He carefully scooted to the end of the couch, sitting closer to where the old madam was seated.

“Old Madam, the young master and the young madam married privately,” said Butler Hubert. “They’ve already been married for five years now. Isn’t it time for a grand wedding? And also, to meet her family as well.”

“Hmm…” Old Mrs. Pierson squinted as she hummed, tapping the end of her cane against the floor. “A grand wedding is still too big since Renren doesn’t want to let the rest of the family target her. Even if I want to throw them the biggest and grandest wedding of the century, I still have to respect their decision.”

As long as Zoren and Penny give her a great–grandchild soon, Old Mrs. Pierson doesn’t mind waiting for the wedding.

“However, you made a point that the families should meet each other, she added, nodding. “They’ve been married for five years now, yet both families haven’t had a proper meeting yet.” Slowly, the corners of her mouth hooked up until the wrinkles and saggy skin moved up. Her entire wrinkly face glowed at the thought of meeting her in–laws.

“If I want this marriage to last, we need to treat her family well, Butler Hubert,” Old Mrs. Pierson ordered, and Butler Hubert nodded in determination.

Just then, the doors opened. Old Mrs. Pierson and Butler Hubert turned their heads toward the entrance, beaming as they saw the couple. The closer Zoren and Penny were, the more the elderly noticed the redness of their lips as if they really ate their fill.

Butler Hubert swiftly rose from his seat and stood behind the old madam. His smile made his eyes squint, and even if he wasn’t saying anything, anyone could read just what was going on in his mind: babies.

“Grandma, why did you come here so early in the morning?” asked Zoren without beating around the bush, assisting his wife to sit first before he sat down.

“Hello, Grandma,” Penny quickly flashed the old madam a soft smile. “How have you been?” Unlike Zoren’s direct approach, Penny was simply glad to have met the old madam. After all, Penny promised the old madam to visit her, but her schedule this week was packed. Hence, she planned to see her on the weekends. Therefore, she found this time convenient.

Old Mrs. Pierson smiled happily at the sight of her beautiful granddaughter–in–law. She reached out to Penny, and the latter quickly held her hand.

“Oh, my beautiful Penelope,” said Old Mrs. Pierson. “It hasn’t been long since you came over, but I feel like it’s been forever! How was your breakfast? Did you feel full?”

Penny’s face twitched a hit as she laughed awkwardly “Yes Grandma I feel • the naised as she

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glanced at the proud Zoren. “… very full.”

Zoren smirked in satisfaction. Though he was tempted to say he might’ve become a glutton. because it wasn’t enough for him.

“Grandma,” he called again, deliberately ignoring her carlier. “What made you come down here. after a long time?”

Old Mrs. Pierson cleared her throat. The only reason she was here so carly was that she received a tip last night that her grandson brought home another woman! She wanted to see who this audacious woman was and wanted to punish her grandson for failing to be a faithful husband. However, it seemed the tip she received was wrong again.

This was the second time she received a wrong tip: first when she barged into Zoren’s office and then last night. T

“Hmph! I wanted to visit my Penelope! Is that wrong?” Old Mrs. Pierson lied, wanting to shrug

this matter off.

“No.” He shook his head. “There’s nothing wrong with it, Grandma. If you’d like, you may visit us here every morning.

Penny deadpanned, slowly looking at her mischievous husband, who was obviously trying to make her live with him!

“Uh… where’s my precious little Renren?‘