Chapter 42 Sound Insulation is good

Vivian panicked this time and quickly tried to appease him. "You lost your stuff, right? We don't need to go through all this trouble. Forget about hiring a lawyer. It's so bothersome."

"Well, that's true. Then, how do you suggest we resolve this?" Charles looked at Vivian.

"You are the creditor, so you have the final say," Vivian said, trying to please him.

Charles looked at Vivian's fawning appearance and felt both annoyed and amused. Indeed, when dealing with Vivian, nothing worked except for beauty and money.

"I'll wait for you outside your company at 6 pm the day after tomorrow," Charles stated.

"6 pm? I finish work at 6 pm!" Vivian was surprised.

"Then I'll pick you up at the entrance of your company," Charles made a decision.

"Company?" Vivian froze. If he waited for her at the entrance of her company, she would be in serious trouble. His obsessed fans were like wolves, and she would have no place to hide. "I can't do that. Give me the address, and I'll go there myself."

"In that case, how will my parents ever believe that we are a couple?"

"Where?" Charles asked.

Vivian thought for a moment and realized that their current location wouldn't work if they were pretending to be a couple. "Let's go to the mall near my company instead. You can wait for me in the parking lot. Is that okay?"

Charles was speechless but nodded in agreement.

Finally, at the agreed time, Vivian cautiously went to the mall after work. After confirming that everything was fine, she went down to the parking lot. She felt like she was exchanging secret information with a spy.

She dialed Charles' phone. "Hello, where are you?"

"Behind you," Charles' voice came simultaneously from the phone and behind her.

Vivian turned around and saw Charles standing by the car in casual attire, which made him look even more refreshed. He had a different kind of charm. Vivian saw him holding his phone quietly by the car and raising his hand to wave at her when she turned around.

How can one not be moved by such a good-looking person waiting for them not far away? Besides, Vivian was naturally infatuated like this.

Charles didn't know what to do when he saw Vivian's outfit. Seeing her give him a puzzled look, he asked, "Although it's just having dinner at my house, about your outfit..."

Vivian understood what he meant and said, "What's wrong with this outfit? It's just dinner, not meeting the president! Besides, I'm just a fake girlfriend. If I dress up nicely, how are you going to bring your real girlfriend home in the future? Isn't it fine if I just dress in a student style?"

Charles found himself in agreement with her reasoning. It was after all; her confident expression, shining brightly on her face, that made her so attractive.

Seeing him standing there speechless; Vivian moved closer and took advantage of the situation. She asked, "You agree with my reasoning, right? It all makes sense!"

Charles was helpless and could only nod. "Yes, everything you said is absolutely correct."

Only then did Vivian relax a bit. Charles opened the car door and said, "Come on, get in. Are you sure you don't want to go and buy new clothes first, though?"

Without saying a word, Vivian climbed in the car. "Why buy new clothes? It's too much trouble. This outfit is considered luxury, isn't it? It's good enough." Vivian was not wrong. She bought this outfit at school, although it had been a while, but it could still be considered luxury.

Charles stifled a laugh and didn't say anything more.

As the car started, Vivian started to feel nervous. "Oh, should I buy a gift? It's not good to go empty-handed, right?"

"I already bought one. It's in the trunk," Charles had anticipated that she probably wouldn't want to go shopping again, so he had prepared everything. In fact, the request from his parents to bring her home for dinner wasn't completely unreasonable. As soon as his parents mentioned it, he thought it would be nice to actually bring her home.

Perhaps she really was irreplaceable in the future.

"You are so considerate." Not long after, Vivian turned to Charles and asked, "What do your parents like? What don't they like? Are there any taboos?"

Charles could see her nervousness and thought Vivian looked adorable like this. "There's nothing specific, just chatting over a meal. They are easygoing."

"Oh, alright." Despite Charles' reassurance, Vivian couldn't help but feel worried. Whether it was true or not, this was the first time she was meeting a guy's parents for this reason and in this state. She couldn't believe herself that she wasn't nervous.

The car entered an elegant villa area. Vivian leaned against the car window, stunned. They were so wealthy to live in such a high-end residential area? She looked at her own clothes again and thought, "Oh no! No wonder Charles had that indescribable look in his eyes earlier." It was because of this.

Vivian was now filled with regret. When he had mentioned the cufflinks, she should have realized. If they could give their son such an expensive gift, then of course their family background couldn't be ordinary. Vivian wanted to cry. Now she would embarrass herself when she entered.

Vivian said, "Can I change my mind? I'll return the money and pay you in installments, okay?"

Charles couldn't help but rub his forehead. What was she doing now?

Charles refused, "No, I can't find someone else on such short notice."

Seeing his firm refusal, Vivian didn't know what to do anymore. However, she clearly felt the car speeding up, faster and faster.

"What are you doing? Why are you driving so fast?" Vivian got off the car and, speechless, covered her heart as she looked at someone who remained calm and composed.

Charles quickly got out of the car; afraid she might change her mind. Charles never expected there would be such a day. Especially when dealing with women, he never imagined it would be so tricky.

Vivian stood behind Charles, looking at the villa, then lowered her head to check her appearance. She was really doomed. She couldn't help rolling her eyes at Charles.

At that exact moment; Charles turned around. He pretended not to see her expression and raised his arm. Vivian didn't understand what he was trying to convey, so Charles had to smile and say, "Shall we go in like this?"

"And how else should we go in?" Vivian didn't understand.

Charles directly took her hand. After all, it was his first time bringing a girl home. He couldn't leave it at that.

At that moment, Charles' mother Samantha came to open the door. "Charles, you're back!" Although she called for Charles, all eyes were focused on Vivian. Vivian, who was already nervous, became even more flustered. She just tightly held onto Charles' hand.

"Come in, we've prepared dinner and have been waiting for you!" Samantha ushered them in as she spoke.

At the dining table with his parents; his father George and Samantha stared at Vivian intently. Vivian smiled and stood up. "Uncle, Auntie, my name is Vivian. It's nice to meet you."

Charles timely took out the prepared gift and naturally said it was prepared by Vivian. He handed it to his parents, who were delighted.

"Preparing gifts too!"

"We are bored at home every day, and this child is often not at home. You must come visit often in the future!"

Vivian could only nod repeatedly and agree.

As a result, the couple's questions became harder and harder to answer. "So, when are you two getting married? We're all waiting to hold our grandchild! But, forgive me for asking, Vivian, you are of legal age, right?!"

Vivian was completely speechless this time. She was already 22, and people still mistook her for underage?

She could only kick the person next to her.

"Mom, come on. Do I look like that kind of person? Vivian is 22. Don't worry," Charles said with a smile.

Vivian secretly complained. Don't worry? This person's words really make people feel embarrassed!

"Alright, let's eat! We can chat as we eat," George said.

Vivian was terrified during the meal, feeling completely at a loss in front of such a feast. Finally, they finished the meal, and Vivian looked at Charles, using her eyes to tell him to head home soon.

Unfortunately, Charles seemed in no rush, acting as if there was plenty of time. In the end, he even asked her, "Do you want to go upstairs and take a look?"

What? Look at what? Vivian glared at him, her eyes almost popping out.

Charles had no choice but to say, "Well, then let's sit a while longer!"

Vivian immediately said, "I'm curious. Let's go take a look."

Charles turned his head and greeted George and Samantha before leading Vivian upstairs. However, Charles' hand became increasingly restless. Vivian struggled and struggled, but Charles leaned closer and whispered in her ear, "Don't move, my parents are watching."

Now Vivian behaved herself, though her ears felt so hot!

Once upstairs, Vivian immediately turned to Charles and yelled, "Let's go, let's go home now!"

"Going back so soon? They'll suspect something," Was all Charles could say.

Vivian was a little angry, and her voice became louder. "We agreed to just eat and leave! You're lying!"

Charles was actually in a good mood because of her pouting appearance. Seeing the smile on his face, Vivian became even more infuriated. "It's so embarrassing! Why are you laughing?" She raised her hand, wanting to slap him, but Charles grabbed it.

At this moment, Samantha, who had come upstairs with the intention of putting the gift away, happened to witness the scene. Samantha immediately lowered her head, pretending she hadn't seen anything, and decided to go downstairs.

At this moment, Vivian realized that everyone was still looking at her. She blushed and let out a dry cough, not knowing what to say.

I regret it very much, hiding behind Charles, not saying a word, blushing a lot.

Charles knew she was really embarrassed and reluctantly said to Samantha, "Mom, it's getting late. I'll take Vivian home."

"So soon? Why not stay here for the night?" Samantha leaned closer and added, "The house has recently been renovated, and the soundproofing is very good."

Charles couldn't help but stare at his own mother in speechless disbelief. Seriously?

Vivian also heard the last sentence from behind and felt like she was as red as a lobster. What kind of family is this?

Finally, outside the door, Vivian forcefully let go of Charles' hand and said, "I would rather take out a loan than do this kind of thing again!"

His parents are nice and lovely, although it's really awkward, but everything else is fine. Deceiving such parents is highly immoral.

"Can you tell me why you're so angry, then?" Charles asked Vivian seriously in the car.

Without hesitation, Vivian spoke her mind, "They're lovely, and I don't want to deceive them. If I brought a fake boyfriend home, my parents would also be very heartbroken."

As soon as Charles heard this, he almost instantly stopped the car by the side of the road, leaned forward, pinched Vivian's chin, and forced her to look at him. "Then let's make it real."

Vivian felt like he was serious and joking at the same time. Charles pulled her closer and kissed her.