Female Novel
Chapter 1562: Such Harmony And Love
Chapter 1562: Such Harmony and Love
"I haven't gained weight, but I have grown 5 centimeters taller," Diana spoke softly, her voice sweet and
glutinous.
Alfie's big, black eyes seemed to be able to speak, "Uncle, I've also grown taller!"
"Uncle, why have you become handsomer?" Diana curiously asked, "Who is this young lady?"
Alfie was straightforward, "Is she your girlfriend?"
"When are you two getting married?" Diana asked expectantly, happily turning towards Monica.
From the children's point of view, they could see the five-pointed star in Monica's hair sparkling,
incredibly beautiful.
Monica gently pulled their little hands, "Hey, hello little friends."
Tristan seriously answered the children's questions, "Her name is Monica, she's my girlfriend, and she
will be your aunt in the future."
Tristan's words made Monica surprised, followed by a sense of relief.
So, he planned to have a relationship that wouldn't break up?
At this point, Eason also walked over, his gaze always on Monica, Eason was very happy, "Hello, Sister
Monica."
The girl's gaze returned from Alfie and Diana, and looked at the boy standing in front of her, "Eason."
The two looked at each other and smiled, Monica reached out and hugged him, Eason rubbed his
cheek against her chest, fully trusting her.
"Uncle Spencer has arrived! Look! That's Uncle Spencer's sports car!"
With Alfie's excited voice, everyone turned their eyes to the floor-to-ceiling windows outside-
A cool car drove in!
Alfie, with his sharp eyes, saw it immediately. He excitedly sat in Tristan's arms and swayed, "Uncle, let
me down quickly!"
Tristan bent over and carefully put the children down. As soon as they were steady, they ran out!
"Uncle Spencer!"
Alfie and Diana went to Spencer's club in the afternoon, where it was completely renewed, very
technologically advanced, and especially dazzling!
They were having a great time playing games when Ivan, claiming they had played for two hours, had
them picked up by Andrew and brought back to Emerald Bay.
The two little ones were still not satisfied.
Spencer's car was very cool, and when the passenger door and the driver's door opened upwards at
the same time, it was like wings.
It was said that he had customized this car, spending a lot of money, and it was unique in the world.
"Uncle Spencer!!!"
The children ran out directly.
Spencer took off his sunglasses, stood still and straightened his back, casually opened his arms with a
doting smile, and looked at the children who were rushing towards him.
The children ran over, and in perfect sync, they hung onto his arms, one on each side, then they
dangled their legs.
Spencer's arm strength was good, and he held one child in each arm, spinning in circles on the snow-
cleared grass.
"Ah-!"
The children were swung up, their excited screams echoing in the yard, reaching the living room.
Aubree watched this scene, her eyes warm.
Spencer was wearing a black British style outfit, very trendy, or you could say quite extravagant.
His arms and thighs were adorned with several shiny silver chains, and his hair was styled with annovelbin
unknown amount of gel, looking very fashionable.
His face was also handsome, especially when his lips were slightly tilted, still giving people a cool and
dashing feeling.
"Ah-" Alfie and Diana screamed with excitement, hanging tightly on his arms.
Diana's hands were almost out of strength, but she still found it super fun, "Hahaha, hehe, hahaha..."
Whoever held on longer between her and her brother would win.
The children's pure laughter entered everyone's ears in the living room, everyone either standing at the
door or in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, all watching this scene.
Everyone knew Spencer's identity, seeing such harmony, everyone couldn't help but smile.
Soon, a limited edition Lamborghini drove into the yard and stopped steadily next to Spencer's car.
The car door opened, Ivan and Jennifer got out of the car at the same time, they also saw this scene,
and with smiles on their faces, they walked towards them.