Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Adkins walked up to his dad, a little panda in his arms. "Dad, can we assume the responsibility to raise pandas?"

"No," Matthew refused directly.

Boswell asked in confusion, "Dad, the man over there said all we need is money. A lot. So why not?"

"Because you don't have any money," Matthew replied bluntly.

The brothers looked at each other. Adkins said, "I can give you an IOU. It's only a million. C'mon, say yes! I'll pay you back double!" They had asked the staff member. He said that if they wanted to raise a panda, they needed to pay a million dollars upfront. That ensured they could keep the panda, and not have to surrender it when it got old.

Their father shook his head vigorously. "When you can earn your own money, then you can save up for a panda." Erica advised Matthew to set aside some funds for their sons to marry. So, he couldn't waste money now.

At this moment, one hand in his pocket and the other holding a baby panda munching on some bamboo, Colman came over. "Hey Boswell. What are you talking about?"

"We want to raise a panda. Dad said no, because we don't have the money," Boswell explained.

A disdainful smile appeared on Colman's face. "I see. That's not hard, you know? It's just money. We don't need him! We can make money on our own!"

Matthew was too rich. The boys thought it was better to spend more time with their grandparents and there was no need for them to make money. But now it seemed they had to.

Colman called Damian over. "Damian, come here. We got something to talk about!"

Matthew raised his eyebrows and sat next to them, listening to his kids discussing how to make enough money to get a panda.

Colman spoke first. He told his brothers casually, "I'm not worried. I can make tons of cash. Uncle Sheffield taught me. He makes tens of millions for a few lines of code. I can do that. It can't be that hard, right?"

Boswell let go of the panda and rubbed his chin. The panda ran off to go play. "I spent my allowance money on stocks. They shot up in value since then. If I sell now, I'll have enough for two pandas."

their habitat. So

his chest, Adkins smiled

and the panda

he had his own way to make money too, so they clapped their hands in

money to adopt pandas

everyone was gobsmacked—Matthew, the staff members of the Panda House, absolutely everyone. Never in his wildest dreams had it occurred to him these kids might be able to make millions so quickly. When he

in motion.

home and called Sheffield to ask

like his own kid. He taught him everything he knew, and Colman was an eager learner. Sheffield was even more patient

of ZL Group. He asked Paige for a phone number. When Matthew was away from his office, the boy dialed the number with his father's office phone. "Hello, is this Aunt Jennifer? I'm Matthew's kid, Adkins

general manager of Season Group, and thought she'd mix business with pleasure. Getting together with Matthew would provide benefits for her company

to a dinner party and he sat next to her. He could see Jennifer Zheng flirting with his dad. She'd place her hand on the table near him, smile incessantly, laugh

son just invited

she quickly got control of herself. The boy had only met her once. Why was he asking her

smiled and asked tentatively, "I'm flattered, but why are you doing this? I mean, is there anything I can help

cross-legged on Matthew's chair, Adkins answered, "Nothing. Dad and Mom are too busy. I'm bored here and need

Adkins. What do you want to eat? I'll take you there." 'Maybe if his kid likes me, that's my "in" with Matthew. Get close to his son, get close to him. If only...' she thought happily.

not picky. How about the nearest restaurant, the

good. But you know, it's not easy to get a table there. Are you sure..." Jennifer Zheng and her associates had to reserve a table at

never changed since the

a booth. I'll have someone let you

tonight, little

Adkins

voice made the woman's heart melt.

boy was ordinarily, he was still a child, and his voice was sweet