The correct way to cultivate poros

Chapter 141 Take it away and you will be the proprietress
After finally sending the two away, Zell and Roy collapsed on the sofa.

It seemed as if they had lost all their strength, and each fell to one side without any image.

After a long time, Roy sighed and said, "I never thought they would come here together."

Although he didn't really want to admit that his father was a street lamp hanger, it was outrageous that a philanthropist could appear together with a capitalist.

Can even enemies temporarily become allies in order to match up their children?
"Who would have thought that he would be caught off guard," Zell said, "but it turned out well."

"Ok?"

"Your father gave you to me."

Roy sat up quickly and looked sideways at Zell.

Watching without blinking.

Zell's expression told her it wasn't a joke.

Her cheeks began to heat up, and she turned her face away immediately.

this matter.

Unexpectedly, it makes sense.

After all, it was Zell who changed the trajectory of her destiny, and did not let her repeat the mistakes of her mother, nor did she have to live only for the family like other clansmen.

She was still Albus' baby daughter, not a spy attached to the family.

For this, Yabus has Zell to thank.

So is she.

So take his arms and keep resting your head on his shoulder.

Very reassuring.

"Boss, let me tell you something."

"You said."

"Can you return the agreement to me..." Roy asked cheekily.

When she resigned that day, she had already made up her mind to cut off all ties with Zell, and would never step into his world again.

Therefore, she took out the unsigned share transfer agreement and returned it to him to separate the relationship.

But I didn't expect things to turn around.

Originally, she had to leave Zell, but she didn't think of Camille's flirty words, and her task became a date.

Who can imagine this?

As for inquiring about his secrets, she knew that well.What should be said will not be less, and what should not be said will not be said.

The only thing she cared about was the agreement, if she didn't get it back, she always felt uncomfortable.

What she cares about is not the [-]% shares promised in the agreement, but a kind of proof.

It's like returning the original love letter before breaking up, and regretting it after getting back together. If you don't come back, you always feel that the relationship is not as good as it used to be.

"Oh, you said that."

Zell took out an envelope from his body, held it between his index and middle fingers, and placed it in front of Roy.

Roy's face brightened, and she was about to reach out to grab it, but Zell withdrew her hand.

Did not get it.

"You're like this again!" She pouted, starting to get emotional.

"What do you mean I am like this again? Do you think it is appropriate to send this kind of thing?"

"Then what do you say?"

"The agreement can be returned to you, but with some additional conditions."

"What is it?"

"Hmph, wait."

Zell took the agreement out of the envelope, put it back in a place where Roy couldn't see it, and finished it with a pen.

Because these steps are done with one hand, it took a lot of time.

"Here." He threw the envelope to Roy, who took it out and took a closer look, his eyes widened.

"Fifty percent?! You're crazy!"

She sat up, and the gentle embrace of her arms suddenly turned into a deadly chokehold.

"Want to buy me with money? Can you be more sober! Do you think I will value your stinky money?!"

Roy was going to wake up the idiot.

She doesn't want money, all she wants is her heart.

Roughly adding [-]% to [-]% like Zell, in her opinion, is no different from those who engrave each other's name on their arms to prove their feelings.

This is bordering on self-harm, extremely childish and irresponsible to oneself.

And it doesn't give her what she really wants.

She doesn't need him to prove it by harming his own interests, but hopes that he can treat himself better.

With Roy's arms locked on his throat, Zell made a breathless sound and coughed non-stop.

"Ahem, I haven't finished yet."

"Say! If you can't tell, keep locking!"

Zell held up the letter paper.

"Only the proprietress can take it."

"..."

Roy gradually let go of her hand and remained silent.

Why is it five or five points, she now knows.

Because as long as you agree, this coffee shop will become the joint property of the husband and wife.

However, when she thought of this word, she couldn't calm down.

Is this too fast?

Isn't it bad?
It must be bad!
"I do not want it."

Under all kinds of entanglements, she simply chose to avoid the problem.

"Really don't want it?" Zell sat up and rubbed his neck, stretched out the letter paper in front of Roy and flaunted it.

The latter was unmoved, held his breath, and blushed.

She obviously hit someone, but she acted very aggrieved, thinking that Zell was bullying her.

It's all routines!

Don't try to trick me!

Zell shrugged and said casually: "Then I threw the trash can, don't let me see you running to pick it up secretly."

last second.

How could I do such a thing as digging through the trash can?
next second.

How dare you throw something like this in the trash?

"do not!"

Out of the corner of his eye, as soon as he caught sight of Zell's movement, Roy immediately grabbed him and snatched the letter paper from his hand so quickly that he didn't even realize it.

She stood up and left the sofa, stepped back five steps in a row, and looked at Zell warily.

At the same time, fold the letter paper and stuff it into the envelope, and then stuff it completely into the bag, protecting it like a baby.

All in one go.

"If this is the case, it will be over." Zell looked at her proudly, and just about to laugh, he felt a pain in his throat, and coughed twice before he could breathe.

How cruel!
This woman must pay the price!

Roy knew that everything she said was wrong now, and that Zell would definitely play tricks on her, so she hurried upstairs and changed back into her regular clothes, and she was about to leave work after tidying up.

Don't stay here for long.

"I'm going back." Roy controlled herself to walk in front of Zell expressionlessly, without removing her make-up, for fear that if she walked too slowly, the door would be blocked.

"The Poro didn't even feed you, so you're in such a hurry to get off work?"

"I rushed home to eat and handed it over to the store manager. I believe you can do it."

"Wait!" Zell called out to her.

"..." Roy stopped.

Although he really wanted to run away, he would stay if something happened to him.

I only heard Zell ask: "Why are you still called the store manager?"

"This is in the store, what's the name if it's not the store manager?" Roy said bluntly, "And... and I'm used to it, I can't change it!"

"See you tomorrow." After she finished speaking, she fled out of the coffee shop.

After washing the cups, Gwen came out of the kitchen and looked at Roy who was leaving in a hurry, with a confused look on her face.

"The store manager? Mrs. Roy, what did she do, why did she leave in such a hurry?"

"Guilt-hearted and stubborn-mouthed."

She walked to the door and looked around, only to find that Roy was no longer on the street.

really ran away.

"It's a pity, I still want the teacher to teach me how to bake." The girl was full of sadness.

"Wait until tomorrow, I'll let her teach you."

Zell straightened his collar, picked up Xiaohong, who was so happy to see the whole process, from his feet, and rubbed it on his chest.

There has never been a moment like this, so looking forward to meeting tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)