A Love Trap

When Ashley and Andrew sat on the sofa, Andrew immediately noticed that Ashley was being stiff. He pinched her hand and asked, "Are you nervous?"

Ashley glared at Andrew and replied, "Yes. This is the first time I'm meeting your grandfather. How could I not be nervous?"

Andrew seemed to be in a more relaxed mood than Ashley.

Andrew comforted Ashley, "Don't worry. They're all very nice."

Soon after, Bertha walked out of the kitchen holding two cups of coffee. She placed them in front of Andrew and Ashley.

"Mr. Andrew and Mrs. Ashley, here's your coffee."

Andrew took the cup of coffee and had a sip.

Ashley seldom drank coffee. As she drank the coffee, she thought it was too bitter and didn't like it.

She noticed how easily Andrew was drinking his coffee and thought if she should be more like that.

'Well, I bet he drinks a lot of coffee that he doesn't mind that it's bitter anymore, ' Ashley thought inwardly.

Bertha, who was standing aside, noticed that Ashley wasn't drinking her coffee. She commented, "Ashley, you don't like the coffee?"

Ashley quickly waved her hands and said, "No, no. I just don't want to drink it right now."

Bertha lightly said, "Mr. Andrew likes his coffee really bitter. Mrs. Ashley, wait here. I prepared a glass of lemonade for you. It's lovely to drink in this weather."

Before Ashley could refuse, Bertha had already run into the kitchen. Not a minute had passed when she came out holding a glass of lemonade. She promptly handed it to Ashley.

The tall, crystal glass contained clear, yellow lemonade with a single lemon inside. It looked extremely enticing to drink.

Ashley picked up the glass and took a sip. It was cool as it had some ice in it and the blend of both sweet and sour was refreshing.

Ashley said softly, "Thank you, Bertha."

Bertha waved her hands. "You're welcome, Mrs. Ashley. I'm glad you like it."

flushed upon hearing

bashfully glanced at Andrew upon hearing

didn't go unnoticed by Bertha—she

had come back. He announced, "Mr. Andrew, Mr. Lu's

By the door of the villa, there stood an old man who was about sixty or seventy years old. His hair was gray but he didn't look weak. He was wearing a Tang suit and holding a large pair of scissors in his hand. His entire body was littered with leaves as if he had just been to the

Andrew took Ashley's hand

looked at Ashley, gently squeezed her hand

at Chant

was graying, his eyes were sharp as ever. When he looked over at Ashley and Andrew,

Chant said to Andrew in the indifferent tone that he seemed

she knew why Andrew was the

didn't expect to meet his sharp

his gaze in surprise for a

to Bertha and then went upstairs.

a sigh of relief. She looked at Andrew who was next to her and said in a low voice, "Andy, does he not like

so strict. It's as if

not he like me?' Ashley thought to herself.

glanced at Ashley and said, "What made you

"He looks so strict. He didn't even smile when he first saw us. That entire

talked, the more upset

grandfather doesn't like

do?' thought Ashley.

looked at Ashley who was frowning. He said easily, "Don't worry. Grandfather is

one another and she had a pretty good guess, why they could be talking like

Mr. Lu will definitely like her, ' thought

for her to

Porter and Bertha were busy discussing things

a while, Chant finally came back

He was almost as tall as Andrew

had just sat down next to Ashley who was on the sofa. She grabbed Andrew's hand

watched this whole scenario