Chapter 201 A Meeting of Minds
"Guessing Mrs. Vittorio's choice."
With those words, they pulled away the cloth on the table, revealing ten plates of fruit—mulberries, cherries, pineapples, durians, pears…
"Mr. Vittorio, turn your back this way, Mrs. Vittorio, sit here, pick your two favorite and one least favorite fruits. Mr. Vittorio must not peek and must guess all correctly. If he gets even one wrong, he has to go to the corridor and sing a song."
"Wow, this game is not bad."
Everyone began to clap, filled with anticipation.
Ann was stunned. She had to guess correctly? And Giorgio had to sing a song if he guessed wrong?
The key was, it seemed like a game, but it was more like a test designed by someone with ulterior motives to check her living habits. Any wrong choice could raise suspicion.
She looked at Giorgio worriedly.
Giorgio was also looking at her, their eyes met, and his deep gaze was shrouded in darkness, his emotions unreadable.
After a moment, he turned away and said to the others:
"Are you sure this game is good? Anyone who often goes online knows my wife loves beauty, so it's not difficult for me to guess."
The others nodded, "Well, we haven't played it, and what if you guess wrong?"
"It's a test to see if you and your wife are truly in sync, which is quite nice."
"Alright, as the host, I should satisfy you." Giorgio said, elegantly sitting in the front position, his back to the rest, his posture noble and unruffled.
Anna quickly caught the hint in his words.
Beauty, Giorgio...
She got it, she knew the answer!
She walked over and sat down, picking out the kiwi, peach, and then the mulberries.
"I've chosen."
"Mr. Vittorio, your guess."
Giorgio sat up straight, noble, even just his back exuded an extraordinary charm.
Anna watched him, her palms gradually tightening. Would he guess correctly?
If he guessed wrong...
She didn't dare to imagine.
"Peach, kiwi." As she was thinking, the man's deep and magnetic voice filled the air.
Anna's heart leaped with joy!
He guessed right!
He had mentioned beauty before, and among these fruits, kiwis have antioxidant effects that slow skin aging, while peaches contain plenty of vitamins B and C, promoting blood circulation and giving the skin a healthy, rosy, smooth, and tender look. She knew the nutritional content of fruits very well from taking care of Penny; it was too easy.
Then, he should also guess the next one correctly, right? After all, mulberries are a classic hometown fruit, most suitable for the 'host.'
"Mulberries." Sure enough, the man's voice followed in the next second.
Anna's suspended heart instantly settled back into place, standing up from her position: "That's great, you got it all right, you're amazing!"
Giorgio turned around, his gaze returning to the cheering and joyful woman, his eyes softening.
He had merely given a simple reminder, yet she had chosen them all, smarter than he had expected.
"Mr. Vittorio, you and your wife are too in sync!"
"No good, we need to increase the difficulty next time."
"Let's go again." They said, starting the next round of the game.
Anna hadn't cared about this game, but now she had to be alert and hope not to lose.
But what you don't want, often comes!
The pointer on the spinning wheel pointed straight at her!
Everyone laughed, "Mrs. Vittorio, it seems you and your husband are the darlings of the game tonight."
"Continue, this time it's Mrs. Vittorio's turn to choose."
"Mr. Vittorio, among a group of women with different styles, pick out one you like the most and one you like the least. If Mrs. Vittorio guesses wrong, she has to dance ballet on the stage downstairs. It's worth reminding that among those styles, you can't pick Mrs. Vittorio's style."
The poster on the wall was revealed, featuring five beautiful women.
The first: Katherine, the elegant type, articulate and measured, gentle and steady.
The second: A famous actress in a seductive pose, the wild and sexy type, with a hot body and enchanting eyes that could make any man unable to resist.
The third: A big-eyed young girl, the lively and coquettish type, with a beautiful appearance.
The fourth: A young student, the youthful and pure type, in a simple school uniform, with long black straight hair, pure and tempting, clean and beautiful, like a pure white rose, the moonlight in a man's heart.
The fifth: A frail woman, the sickly type, with a slender and weak figure, snow-white beautiful skin, seemingly as if she would fall over with a gust of wind, making men want to protect her at all times.
The sixth: A well-known female entrepreneur from the country, Diana Klein, who had worked with Vittorio before, the strong and domineering career woman type, not only with strong capabilities but also exuding a cool and decisive aura, and a stunning appearance, a man's powerful ally in the business world.
"Wow! I like every type."
"Which one will Mr. Vittorio like the most and the least?"
"Mr. Vittorio, quietly type your answer in the memo on your phone, show it to us, Mrs. Vittorio will answer on the spot, you can't look at each other for hints."
A man stood in the middle, blocking their eye contact.
Anna looked at the poster on the wall, her mind completely in chaos.
By her judgment, the first type Giorgio had married, the second type of secretary had been kept in his office, the third was similar to Edith, with whom Giorgio had once enjoyed an ambiguous relationship, and the sixth he had worked with before, the news had reported their powerful alliance, maybe their private relationship was not simple either.
As for the fourth, any man would like the pure type, maybe he really had a student hidden away?
That is to say, he liked all five types! According to his words: Poor people choose what they like, rich people want everything.
How was she supposed to choose?
Anna sat there, indecisive.
Across from her, Giorgio had already written his answer, and someone urged:
"Mrs. Vittorio, Mr. Vittorio is ready, have you made up your mind?"
"Mrs. Vittorio loves Mr. Vittorio so much, she will definitely guess right."
"..."
Guess right my foot, they had no idea what sort of person Giorgio was. Anna was sure that even if Katherine was here, she wouldn't be able to guess correctly.
She pursed her lips and squeezed out a voice,"I'll guess Giorgio's least favorite first, the sickly type."
The blond man looked down at Giorgio's phone in his hand, his eyes lighting up:
"Right, right!"
"And then?"
And then...
Can she just surrender?
Anna dared not guess wildly. After all, Katherine had been with Giorgio for so many years. If she even got this wrong, what would others think?
Oh well, she was bound to lose anyway, might as well go for broke!
She took a deep breath, mustering courage,"Aside from the first one, there's no style here that he particularly likes!"
This answer was very compromising. If asked for a reason, she could say it was confidence that her husband was deeply loyal to her.
As she finished speaking, the room fell silent, eerily quiet.
One second...
Two seconds...
It took a full three seconds before the blond, blue-eyed man's incredulous voice rang out:
"OMG! When I saw Mr. Vittorio's answer, I was stunned. I didn't expect you to actually get it right!"
"You two, you're just too amazing!"
Anna was startled, her eyes wide with surprise.
What does that mean?
She had spoken randomly, and she actually guessed right?
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