Chapter 443

Sienna came out holding a pile of clothes, holding them up one by one, "Kelvin's parents are really nice. They should like me for who I am inside, not care about how I look, right?"

Simon closed his book with a bookmark, "You look fine too."

"Right." Isadora chimed in cheerfully, "You're consistent inside and out."

Chris was thinking about tonight's menu and hesitated for two seconds before praising, "I agree with what everyone said."

Sienna protested, "Chris, you hesitated."

"I didn't." Chris shook his head and waved his hands seriously, "I was thinking about what to eat tonight."

"Can't you find a new hobby?"

Sienna frowned, "The world out there is so big. Find something new to be interested in—soccer? Basketball? Badminton? Shopping? Running? Just pick one and develop it."

Chris remained serious, "I'm working hard to explore new territory."

Not only was Sienna interested, but even Simon and Isadora looked over curiously.

At everyone's insistence, Chris reluctantly went back to his room. Before long, he came out carrying a bunch of things and dumped them all on the carpet.

Sienna sat down on the floor and picked them up one by one, "A cross? A Bible? What's this?"

Chris said, "Prayer beads."

Sienna got anxious, "What do you mean? You want to become a monk?"

Chris shook his head solemnly, "Absolutely not."

"Then you..." Sienna sat cross-legged, picking up the prayer beads and muttering, "Then what do you mean?"

"Get rid of anxiety, stay calm, love life." Chris recited like an advertisement, "Prayer saves me."

"You know what..." Sienna approved of this new hobby, "After saying a few lines in my head, I feel pretty healed too. I don't even feel like teasing you anymore."

Simon and Isadora loved watching them bicker. Both watched with great interest. Simon asked, "Who introduced you to this new hobby?"

"Raven." Chris rarely showed a smile, "That idiot."

"Raven, huh." Sienna had a sudden realization, "Now I get it. He loves doing these fancy things. But..."

She smiled slyly and asked Chris, "Why are you calling Raven an idiot? Does he know?"

Chris looked at Simon seriously.

Sienna looked over too.

Simon seemed a bit guilty.

Chris smiled, "When passing you information before, he said to pass it to 'that idiot Raven.' Works well."

After saying this, he gathered up his pile of items, "I'm going to cook. We're having noodles tonight."

As soon as Chris left, the remaining three looked at each other, then burst into waves of laughter.

Simon laughed until tears came out, "Chris has been a bit naughty lately. We need to find a day to give him some education."

Sienna shouted loudly, "Chris, Simon wants to educate you!"

Chris came out wearing a pink apron, still holding a kitchen knife in one hand. Expressionless, he pulled out a playing card from his pocket, scanned the room, and threw it out.

Sienna watched helplessly as his card cut through the peach branch she'd just bought and was waiting to sprout. Although the branch wasn't even as thick as her pinky finger, it was enough to drive her crazy with jealousy!

After his performance, Chris left without a word, leaving only a corner of his pink apron fluttering in the wind.

After a while, Sienna said through gritted teeth, "Simon, Simon, find him a job! Or at least send him to school for some classes. I can't take him anymore!"

Simon couldn't stop laughing, "Okay, I'll find him a class to attend."

That whole evening, Sienna felt Chris's meat-chopping sounded a bit loud.

The next morning, Simon called Sienna to the study and gave her a property deed.

"Wedding gift." Simon said, "The home you always wanted—I built it for us."

Sienna took the deed, "Does the wedding gift include you and Chris?"

Simon laughed, "Not only these two burdens, but also your mom. Take it or leave it. Kelvin said he wants it anyway."

"I want it, I want it."

Sienna grinned from ear to ear, "I want the wedding gift, I want the burdens, I want Mom, and I definitely want Kelvin."

"I'm quite satisfied with your greed." Simon teased her, "Look at the deed carefully."

Sienna looked at the deed. The property owners listed were her, Simon, and Chris.

"I'm totally satisfied with how you handle things." Sienna was even happier, "This is our home. I don't want to be lonely."

"Right, it's a home for the three of us."

Simon smiled warmly, "This year for New Year's, let's celebrate at home, okay?"

"Sure."

Sienna had no reason to refuse, "Thea and the others can come, right? Kelvin and his parents, Veda and Henry, and Ronan can come too, right? Ruben and Mr. Lopez, Benjamin and Eris, Rhett and Raven, oh, and Sloane—they can all come, right? It'll be so lively."

Simon looked at her fondly, "Of course, we're all family."

Just thinking about that scene warmed Sienna's heart, "Wait, I need to go out with Chris again, and bring Raven and Rhett too."

Simon was puzzled, "Go out for what?"

"To buy fireworks." Sienna said matter-of-factly, "And balloons, lights, New Year's cards—otherwise it won't be fun."

Simon laughed, "Already bought everything. As for New Year's cards, Kelvin will bring them."

Sienna asked, "Why is Kelvin bringing them?"

Simon glanced at her with disdain, "Kelvin's dad has beautiful handwriting. Some people can only dream of getting his calligraphy. Thanks to you, not only are our New Year's cards covered, but he also agreed to give me a piece to collect."

"Really?" Sienna smiled proudly, "Kelvin's dad is that amazing?"

Seeing her like this, Simon continued to tease, "Kelvin's mom is amazing too."

"I know that."

Sienna nodded repeatedly, "My mom said Kelvin's mom is very famous in the media industry, with students everywhere."

Simon asked her, "Your boyfriend's parents—why don't you know about them yourself? Why do we have to help you learn about them?"

Sienna giggled, "I was busy being nervous. Besides, who dares to ask their future in-laws what they used to do? That's something you elders should chat about."

Simon thought about it and found he couldn't argue, "You have a point."

Sienna said cheerfully, "But I'm not bad either, right? Look—you, my mom, our family chef—which one of us can't hold our own?"

Simon was amused, "Our family chef will be very happy to know you value him so much."

Chris walked past the living room holding his prayer beads, stopped to defend himself, "Self-taught chef."