Chapter 1672 He Charmed the Little Girl
"Alright, stop complaining to me. I'm over fifty and work eighteen hours a day. I never mention being tired."
Carl couldn't stand Derek's pitiful act anymore.
Derek was willing to do anything for love.
He never realized Derek was such a romantic before.
"Fine, if you want to move out, just move out."
Violet didn't insist. After all, living in the White House for a long time, aside from the spaciousness and security, she didn't really like it much. It was too restrictive, and inconvenient for relatives to visit, and every entry and exit required strict security checks. If she weren't in Violet's position, she would want to move out too.
"I have only one request," Violet said seriously. "No premarital pregnancy. Since you've decided to date, you should do so with marriage in mind. If you argue or have conflicts, you need to understand and tolerate each other. Dating is easy, but marriage is hard. No matter who you end up with, it will always be like this."
"Mom, I know."
Derek gently hugged Violet.
He was very grateful to have such a tolerant, open-minded mother like Violet in this life.
The next day, Derek moved out of the White House.
There was one less person at the breakfast table, and Violet sighed, feeling unaccustomed, "Breakfast is getting lonelier and lonelier."
"Who told you to agree to him moving out?" Carl was also unaccustomed to it. The older he got, the more he liked a lively atmosphere.
"His heart isn't here anymore, so why force it?" Violet smiled. "Besides, if he moves out sooner, I might become a grandmother faster."
Carl was taken aback, then looked at Violet with a complicated expression and shook his head, "Then why did you warn him yesterday about no premarital pregnancy?"
"I meant that when two young people spend a lot of time together, their feelings will naturally deepen, and they'll want to get married," Violet glared at Carl. "And young people's affairs can't be controlled by just saying no premarital pregnancy. If we insist on keeping Derek in the White House, it won't be good for his relationship. First, the place is far from the city, and second, it's inconvenient to get in and out. There are surveillance cameras everywhere, and it's not comfortable."
"Dear, you're getting more and more cunning," Carl clicked his tongue. "But have you really decided to support them being together?"
"I'm not as conservative as you," Violet gently stirred the porridge in her bowl. "It's not easy for women to live in this world. There are always more rules and restrictions for us than for men. Just like Derek said, no decent girl wants to be divorced. She was forced into it. Laura has no character issues, and now the public supports her. As parents, why should we be so narrow-minded? As long as Derek is happy."
Carl nodded. After going through so much, he had come to terms with it.
Moreover, through this, he had seen Derek's capabilities. Derek was more competent than Carl, and in the future, Derek would surely achieve something on his own.
"Let's just go with the flow."
Carl gently held Violet's hand, "Then I'll congratulate you in advance on becoming a grandmother soon."
"Same to you."
Laura had no idea that her belly was already being thought about.
She had been in a great mood lately, always looking sweet and happy wherever she went, nourished by love.
Previously, she didn't dare to publicly acknowledge her boyfriend at work. Now everyone knew, and even in the lab, her colleagues were all smiles.
"Laura, you're something else, secretly dating the President's son," a colleague teased. "No wonder you were so vague when we asked your boyfriend to treat us."
"Well, our identities were quite awkward," Laura said, embarrassed, scratching her head. "We were afraid others wouldn't support us."
"Support, definitely support. I read Derek's article over and over. It was so sweet. I believe in love again."
"Enough, Emma, you're not that young anymore."
The lab burst into laughter.
"Anyway, Laura, your boyfriend has to treat us this time. It's all out in the open now."
"Okay, I'll ask him when he's free to treat everyone."
Laura agreed readily.
Her colleagues had mentioned her boyfriend treating them several times before, but it wasn't public then. Now that it was, Laura naturally had to introduce her boyfriend.
Besides, she really missed Derek a bit.
Just as Laura was thinking this, Derek's call came through.
"Baby, I miss you." Derek's voice came through.
"What a coincidence! I miss you too. I was just about to call you," Laura said, taking her phone to the balcony.
"That's called being in sync," Derek laughed. "I've moved out. Do you want to come over for dinner after work? I'll cook for you."
"Perfect timing. My colleagues are clamoring for you to treat them," Laura pouted. "I've been to their houses a few times. It's your turn to treat my colleagues."
"In that case, I must treat them. I'll book a private room for dinner tonight," Derek said quickly. "I'll book a place near your company, so it's convenient for everyone. How many people are there?"
"I wasn't planning to invite Cassie and the others, just the seven or eight colleagues from the lab."
"Alright, and we can go sing after dinner."
Soon, Derek sent the dinner address.
Laura shared it in the lab group chat.
After work, Laura and her colleagues went over. Derek was already there, standing at the restaurant entrance, wearing light blue jeans paired with a black knit shirt, with a white T-shirt underneath, casually unbuttoned.
They hadn't seen each other for two days, and he had even gotten a haircut, revealing a clean forehead and clear eyes under his neat short hair.
Laura glanced at him, and before she could scream, her assistant, Madeline Eve, who was two years younger, was already whispering excitedly in her ear.
"Laura, there's a super handsome, super young guy standing over there."
Laura blinked and followed Madeline's gaze, landing on Derek.
Madeline was indeed talking about Derek.
But she had to admit, Derek looked younger and younger now that he wasn't working in the government.
Especially with his new haircut, he looked less mature and his face appeared much more youthful.
As a woman, Laura felt quite proud.
After all, her boyfriend had charmed the young girls.
"You're here," Derek said, smiling as he saw Laura, striding over with his long legs.
"I've already ordered the food," As he spoke, his hand naturally wrapped around Laura's shoulder.
Not just Madeline, even Laura's colleagues behind her were stunned.
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