Chapter 77 Thrifty Household Management
Luann took a sip of clear wine. Her pupils narrowed.
"When did Young Adolf become so generous?"
Adolph's fingers played with her black hair, twirling it around.
"Listen to what you're saying, as if I'm some stingy person!"
Luann snatched her hair away from his fingertips, raising her eyebrows.
"Isn't it true?"
"You're such a miser!"
Adolph immediately defended himself.
"Phooey! Nonsense! "I call this thrifty household management! You heartless person, have you forgotten all the kindness I've shown you all these years? The dress you wore at the birthday banquet when you were six, I ran over ten kilometers to buy it for you!"
Luann arched her eyebrows, with an amused glance, with every word she spoke.
A well-intentioned reminder:
"That's because you cut off the bow and diamonds from my original dress and gave them to the girl next door."
Adolph cleared his throat and his determined gaze wavered. He downed a strong drink.
"When I was nine... nine years old, I brought you the newest cake from your favorite bakery, waited in line for a full two hours. That shouldn't be wrong, right?"
Luann poured him another glass.
"Not wrong. But as soon as I finished eating, Big Brother came and told me we were going out for a big meal together. In the end, I didn't get to go. Later, I heard from others that you were afraid you couldn't out-eat me, so you took the initiative."
Adolph: "..."
He drank another glass. Forced laughter.
"Let the past drift away with the wind! A person should always look forward."
Luann nodded thoughtfully.
"Yeah, let's talk about recent things. On my birthday last year, you mailed me a especially large box, delivered by dozens of couriers. It took me over an hour just to unpack it, and inside was a nearly twenty-meter-tall toy bear."
"Adolph, did you expect me to display something that's five stories tall in the living room every day?"
Upon hearing this, Adolph immediately became displeased.
"Don't all girls like furry things? Besides, that's not something you can easily buy. It's called the largest toy bear in the country and cost me quite a bit!"
"If you don't like it, I can return it."
Luann fell silent for a moment before uttering a few words.
"Serves you right for being single!"
There's a reason why he hasn't had a girlfriend for so many years!
While the conversation on this side was lively and exuberant, the other side was cold and gloomy. No one dared to approach within a three-meter radius of Myron.
"Myron, lighten up."
"If you want to get by in life, you need a little luck."
Myron's eyes narrowed and his thin lips tightened.
"Shut up!"
Eddy covered his mouth and dared not speak. Myron closed his eyes lightly, taking several deep breaths before calming down. Don't act impulsively. Perhaps there's a misunderstanding.
Let me ask first before saying anything. He picked up his phone and sent a message.
The screen of the phone lit up instantly, and Luann was about to look at it when Adolph pressed her shoulder. He also placed his phone next to hers. Both of their phones were of the same brand and model, purchased together by their elder brother.
"We came here today to relax. If there's any personal matter, deal with it later. Come, let's have a drink."
Adolph poured her a glass. They clinked glasses and drank up. Adolph's fingers swiped across the phone. After a while, Luann decided to go to the restroom. She picked up her phone, completely unaware that Adolph had already switched its position.
"Wait for me, I'll be back soon."
"Okay."
Once Luann left, Adolph picked up her phone.
The password was, as expected, the one she often used, and he easily unlocked it.
It was a message from someone named Myron.
[Where are you?]
"Tsk, someone so ugly and yet having the audacity to pursue my sister?"
"A toad dreaming to eat swan meat..."
His fingers quickly typed four words in response.
[It's none of your business.]
After replying, he deleted both messages.
And when Myron, who received the response, saw those four words, he was so furious his lungs almost exploded! Eddy, holding back his laughter, was trembling with suppressed mirth.
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
"I lost, I lost! Bottoms up!"
Laughter that seemed out of place erupted from a corner, nearly drowning out the deafening music. Adolph put down his glass and walked over. It turned out that over twenty people were gathered there playing dice.
The rules were simple—each participant had three dice, the side with the larger sum wins. The loser had to drink. As someone who frequented bars, Adolph's favorite pastime was playing dice. How could he miss such a profitable opportunity to sell drinks? He immediately squeezed his way into the crowd, just as that round had ended.
"What bad luck you have! So terrible! Losing several rounds in a row!"
The confident winner leaned back on his chair and provocatively glanced at those around him.
One more win and it would be a ten-game winning streak.
"Anyone else?"
Adolph cheerfully sat across from him. "Come on, let's play a few rounds!"
Seeing that both sides were ready, the referee shouted.
"Begin!"
Both picked up their dice cups simultaneously.
Adolph skillfully shook his wrist, the rotating arc showed his expertise, clearly, he was an experienced player. Just as expected.
"Four, five, five, one, two, five. Victory for Mr. Adolph!"
The opponent, unwilling to believe, played two more rounds, both resulting in failures.
"Kid, you still have ways to go, keep trying." Adolph, looking like someone who had been through it all, watched as he finished his drink.
Unbeknownst to him, a cold and stern gaze fell upon him. Eddy crossed his arms, enjoying the scene.
"If you want to let off some steam, I can help you with that."
"No need."
After Myron finished speaking indifferently, he sat in front of Adolph, emitting an icy coldness. Adolph's smile faded slightly. The person before him had a tall and vigorous figure. His movements were noble and elegant, and his slender fingers, tinged with a faint pink, casually rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, creating a pleasant sight with every gesture.
Most of his face was covered by a mask, revealing only the sharp angles of his jaw, with a cold and severe curvature. His deep, bottomless black eyes unfeelingly stared at Adolph, as if he were looking at an enemy. Adolph furrowed his brow. What's going on? His enemy? It couldn't be... His interpersonal relationships were excellent, and he never caused trouble, at most he bullied his own people. Why would someone come looking for trouble?
"Can we start?" Myron's deep and hoarse voice, with a magnetic quality, slowly resounded.
But Eddy could detect a hint of vengeance in it.
"Yes!" Myron glanced at the empty bottle on the table, and his thin lips parted slightly.
"Don't you remember? The loser pays for the liquor," said Adolph confidently, lazily leaning back, instinctively pushing his hand toward the bridge of his nose, but only meeting the cold surface of the mask. "Because I'm not going to lose," Myron sneered disdainfully through his nostrils, his eyes filled with subtle mockery. "Well, that remains to be seen."
