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“That’s why we need to hurry up.”

Lois Abbott fluttered her eyelashes, a mischievous glint passing through her eyes, and leaned toward Greg Jensen’s ear, whispering, “Brother, for you, I’ve watched lots of tutorials.”

“Tutorials? What tutorials?”

Greg Jensen didn’t catch on at first, his eyes somewhat blank.

“Aww, you’re so annoying, it’s that thing, you really are…”

Lois’s cheeks turned slightly red, her beautiful face showing a touch of shyness, and she lowered her head like a child who had made a mistake.

Greg Jensen swallowed hard again and quickly said, “That… I’m really tired, I’m going to sleep for a bit.”

After speaking, he gently pushed Lois away and ran back to his room as if fleeing, and locked the door behind him.

“Hey, you…”

Lois stamped her foot in frustration and humphed, “Bad brother, you’ll be mine sooner or later.”

Returning to his room, Greg Jensen finally sighed in relief, still finding the recent experience a mix of laughter and tears.

“This little vixen!”

Greg shook his head, took a shower, and finally calmed the rebellion. Just as he was preparing to lie down on the bed for a while, his phone suddenly rang.

He took out his phone and saw it was Vince Cooper calling, thinking Theo Carter was harassing her again, and hurriedly answered.

“Hello, Mr. Jensen, I’m with Wallace Carter.”

Upon hearing this, Greg Jensen’s face immediately darkened.

His first thought was that Vince Cooper had been caught by Wallace Carter, but then he thought it was unlikely.

If Wallace Carter wanted to find Vince, he would have likely taken action by now, so why bother having Theo Carter apologize to her?

Little did he know, Wallace Carter sitting next to Vince, hearing her speak, had already broken out in a cold sweat from fear.

I came to ask for your help in contacting Mr. Jensen, what’s with this tone like you’ve been kidnapped by me?

He might be a bigwig in the criminal world, but he was also afraid of death, and he feared people like Greg Jensen, who were elusive and powerful.

Offending a wealthy bigwig might at worst mean business suppression or a direct confrontation, but offending someone like Greg Jensen could mean dying without knowing how one died.

Wallace hurriedly took the phone to explain, “Mr. Jensen, it’s like this, I don’t have your number, and I didn’t want to bother you without good reason, so I thought I’d ask Miss Cooper to see if you were available right now?”

Hearing his explanation, Greg Jensen realized what was happening and said indifferently, “If it’s about business, talk over the phone, I’m not in Jamae right now.”

“Haha, actually, it’s nothing major, mainly wanted to apologize to you in person.”

“That’s not necessary. If there’s nothing else, I’m going to hang up now, I have things to deal with.”

Hearing what Greg Jensen said, Wallace Carter didn’t get anxious; instead, he relaxed quite a bit, because he detected that Greg really had forgiven him, or rather, he had never taken him seriously in the first place.

Not being taken seriously by Greg Jensen was a good thing, being on his radar was not.

“Then I won’t disturb you anymore. When you come back to Jamae, please contact me, I’d like to invite you out for a meal.”

“We’ll see about that, hand the phone to Vince.”

“Alright.”

With a tense face, Vince took the phone, glanced at Wallace Carter next to her, and whispered softly, “Mr. Jensen, do you have any instructions for me?”

“Nothing much, if you need something, call me, but don’t concern yourself with people like Wallace Carter anymore.”

“Okay, I got it.”

“That’s all for now.”

Greg Jensen hung up the phone and lay down on the bed, closing his eyes.

He barely nodded off for five minutes when suddenly, the sound of a key turning in the door echoed at the entrance.

He jolted awake, murmuring in disbelief, “No way?”

The next second, Lois pushed the door open and came in, giggling, “Hehe, bet you didn’t guess this? I have a key!”

Saying that, she even shook the keys she held in her hand in front of her.

Greg’s face was lined with annoyance as he felt he better get out of there quickly; if this little girl latched onto him, that would be big trouble.

Seeing Greg was not pleased, Lois pouted and said, “Oh, I’m just teasing you. You look so scared. My sister’s back, hurry up and come eat.”

“Okay.”

Greg gave a forced laugh, got out of bed, and followed her to the dining room.

Lois was busy setting the table with dishes she brought back from the hotel, and when she saw Greg come in, she smiled sweetly, her eyes filled with joy.

Taking advantage of the moment Lois turned to grab a bowl, she even blew a kiss to Greg across the room.

Greg smiled happily and sat down at the dining table.

Immediately after, he looked at the table covered with dishes like Five-Seed Return-to-Yang Porridge, Angelica Ox Tendon Soup, Stir-Fried Leeks and Eggs, Steamed Oysters with Glass Noodles…

His face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

“You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you? Who are you trying to insult?”

Fighting back a smile, Lois said, “Who knows how many girls you found outside in the past month. What if you wore yourself out?

I’m worried about you and want to nourish your body. Do those girls outside care about you like I do?”

Greg replied with a dark face, “I feel like this isn’t concern; you’re questioning my vigor!”

Lois snickered, “Not at all, hurry up and eat, be good…”

Lois looked at the table full of dishes, baffled, and muttered, “Sis, is there something wrong with these dishes?”

“There’s nothing wrong with them, but they are for your brother-in-law to strengthen his body, you can’t eat them.”

As she spoke, Lois brought out the seafood prepared by the hotel and placed it in front of her sister, smiling, “You eat this, leave those for your brother-in-law.”

“Okay, thank you, sis.”

Lois smiled innocently and looked at Greg, puzzled, “Brother-in-law, why aren’t you eating? Come on, eat. Don’t let my sister’s kindness go to waste.”

“You two…”

Greg gritted his teeth and glared at Lois, “Fine, I’ll eat, and you better not regret it.”

After saying that, he began to eat.

Lois sat opposite him, her smile gradually fading, and said lightly, “Eating so much, seems like you have been run ragged outside, haven’t you?”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

Greg looked at her, thoroughly confused, “Isn’t it you who asked me to eat?”

“Just because I asked you to eat, you will? Aren’t you the Divine Doctor? Don’t you know your own body’s condition? Why bother eating those things?”

“For crying out…”

“Looks like I need to teach you a proper lesson today or you won’t take me seriously!”

“Stop messing around!”

Smack!

Greg slapped his chopsticks onto the table and without a second thought, picked up Lois and headed straight for the bedroom.

“Hey, brother-in-law, you better not bully my sister!”

Lois hurried after them, but just as she reached the door, it slammed shut.

She quickly knocked and shouted, “Brother-in-law, don’t bully my sister, if you dare… come at me!”

She shouted for what seemed an eternity, her voice nearly hoarse, but no one paid any heed to her.

Lois was so annoyed her face turned red, and just as she turned to go back to eating, she suddenly heard strange noises coming from the room.

Her eyes lit up, she rushed back to the dining room, grabbed a cup, and placed it against the door.