Sweet Wife in Hidden Marriage

There was an antique tea house in the deep and serene alley with a wooden fence around it, which was fully covered with vines dotted with light pink flowers swaying in the wind.

Pots of flowers were placed in front of the tea house door, and some spider plants were dangling in the air as well. Such a place was perfect for drinking coffee, but it was actually a tea house.

Once entering the tea house, one would be under the delusion that he had stepped back in time. The interior was furnished with rosewood chairs, screens, scripts, paintings and antiques, all in traditional classic style.

Thus, even if the tea house was hidden in a tranquil alley far from the hubbub urban life, it was frequented by guests every day.

Tea was boiled in front of the guests, while a lady was playing the Chinese zither across the bamboo curtain. The music sounded like pearls falling on a jade plate.

"It’s my pleasure to be invited by Young Master Hawkins to such an elegant place to have a cup of tea." Dawson stared at Archibald with a smile across the tea table.

"You’re flattering me, Dawson. It’s my pleasure to invite you to have a cup of tea with me," neither humble nor haughty, Archibald said unhurriedly. As a junior, he handled the conversation with all due ceremonial.

Dawson, who had just turned 60 this year with a lean body, was most interested in tea tasting. He was the head of the radio station.

After some small talk, the tea was served by the one who was boiling tea. The room was filled with the tea aroma.

Dawson shut his eyes, took a deep breath and praised, "It’s the best Longjing tea picked before Grain Rain."

"It’s true that you’re a great tea lover," Archibald said with a smile.

Dawson raised his eyebrows, grinned happily and said nothing, savoring the tea aroma.

"Archibald, did you just say that you wanted to buy the advertising rights during the prime time?" Dawson asked slowly after taking a sip of tea.

"Exactly." Archibald nodded, put down the tea cup and went on, "A new product is just about to enter the market, so this time, I’d like to get a place in your treasured land to promote it."

Eyes slightly closed, Dawson said flatly, "I think you also know that our radio station was created long ago. It can be regarded as an old one in Millpond and is no match for those new ones. Are you sure you want to promote your new product in our radio station?"

"It’s just because of this that I invited you to talk the matter over with me. Since it’s an old radio station, it must have many old listeners. To tell you the truth, I also listened to your station when I was little, so privately, I hope the radio station will be better developed in the future too."

Truly, the radio station had been created a long time ago, so it was hard to reform its operation pattern in a short time. However, it was impossible for the radio station to cater for the rapidly changing world without reformation. Therefore, reformation was the only way out if it wanted to win listeners from those newly created ones.

"Well? Do you have any good idea?" Dawson stopped smiling and became serious.

Archibald gave a little smile, his handsome eyes gleaming. "Dawson, let’s talk it over while tasting tea…"

the edge of the sky, Archibald and Dawson walked out of the tea house together. After watching Dawson’s car going away, Archibald turned to get into his own car

the driver’s seat, turned around and said to Archibald, "President Hawkins, Mrs. Hawkins just called. She

without thinking,

mountain and by the river. The ancestors of the Hawkins' family

buildings with porches were ornamented with carved beams and painted rafters in classic style. There were rockeries in

shade everywhere in the

Once Archibald got off the car, Jackson greeted him. "Finally you’re back, young master. The whole family has been waiting for you to have

he took off his suit and stuffed it into Jackson’s hands, and unbuttoned

yeah? Who

Ever since childhood, Archibald had been like an untamed horse, and only Ruben Hawkins could tie

Ruben’s words, he had wanted Archibald to suffer some hardships and be cut

dared to disobey Ruben’s order. Fortunately, after a trip to the country, Archibald had toned down his recklessness,

Having gone through so much in business world, he had become

and ties were nothing but a constraint to Archibald. When he

May to visit old

grim mansion was livened up

whole family sat around the big round table made of yellow pear wood in order of family status. This table was passed down by the ancestors of the Hawkins' family, so its value was more

head of the table sat a hale old man with grey hair in a silk Tang suit. Just by sitting there, he exuded

the whole family got together and was having a

room than a figure rushed towards him. Suddenly, his arm was grabbed by a pair of hands,

18 this year,

her. This handsome guy was still in college, but May would claim that Remy was nothing but an immature

sister, saying that May was just a brainless little girl, and that she’d better give up that

funny duo, and it would

it around May’s shoulders and teased, "I’m afraid that only you,

acting as if she was helpless. "You’re not wrong. She really is a foodie now. She stuffs snacks into her mouth while shouting

mother in displeasure. "Mom, why rake that up in front of everyone?

mother’s daughter," Remy chimed

over to Remy and was about to

brother and sister were really going

come here and sit down,"

greeted him. It was Benedict, the second young master of the Hawkins' family, as well as the only

when Benedict was very little, while Serena had been so grief-stricken that she had fallen ill,