Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Chapter 81 Bea Recently Seduced The Man From Somewhere "He is..." Grandpa did not want to guess who the person was. If
he guessed wrongly, it would be awkward.
Luke walked in with his suit and straightened back. He reached out his hand politely and intimately wrapped his other arm
around Bianca's waist. His gesture seemed to allow Grandpa to understand their relationship.
"Are you the Jean Langdon that my son told me about?" Grandpa smiled and stood in front of the fire pit. He said, "I tried to
remember your name well after Bea's father told me the two of you have been together for more than five years now and that the
two of you are getting married soon."
Bianca was worried that Luke would correct him, so she immediately interrupted and said, "Grandpa, look how thin you've
gotten! Were you not used to life in Japan?"
"I'm old, and old people look like this." Grandpa put his arm around his hunched back and took the fire stick to another
dilapidated room.
After he searched for something for a long time, the old man took two small stools out and put them on the kitchen floor. He
invited his grandsonin-law to sit. ‘Come, boy. Have a seat here. We don't have any nice furniture in this house."
Bianca looked at the two dilapidated wooden stools on the floor and glanced at Luke nervously. She was worried that he would
not want to sit on it.
However, Luke was thoughtful and took Grandpa’s feelings into account. He stepped down his usual high horse and did not
seem to mind sitting on the stool at all. He even pulled her to sit next to him and said, "Come and sit, let's talk to Grandpa."
Grandpa sat on the small stool that was already in the kitchen.
"You can go ahead and talk to Grandpa. I need to get some groceries." Bianca pushed her luggage aside and took some money
from her bag. She glanced at Luke worriedly.
Luke understood what she was worried about and nodded to signify that he understood.
"Alright, I’ll be out." Bianca glanced at Grandpa before going out.
After Bianca walked past the red-bricked front yard and exited the gate, Bianca looked up and saw a lot of people standing a few
meters away.

She could still vaguely remember some of those neighbors' names.
In the eyes of those neighbors, she was the daughter of a wh*re, so she had to be a wh*re now that she was all grown up. Those
were the gossips she had heard all the time since she was a kid.
Bianca walked to a mini-mart that sold fresh produce.
Even though the people that discussed her behind her back were lesser, the story seemed to have progressed a lot.
It seemed that the arrival of Luke and her had reawakened the old gossips that those people just about forgot.
‘Is that Bea from the Raynes’ old house?" a middle-aged woman pointed at her and asked the others in a low voice.
Someone answered immediately, "It must be. Even though she’s grown a lot, you can still tell that's her. I could tell straight away
that's the little Bea."
"Tsk. Times are different now. A river 30 years ago might be called the east river, but 30 years later, it might be the west river.
Look at how promising the Rayne daughter is, then compare her to my daughter. My daughter only married a policeman from the
county."
‘Mrs. Wilson, don't compare them that way. Your girl got married to the best compared to all the other girls in our town.”
"Well, it’s not any better. The only reason my husband and I agreed to marry her off is because of the betrothal gift that's worth
200,000. That, and the car that he bought for her dad that's worth more than 100,000.
Other than that, my son-in-law has no merits! All he has is money! I hate it!"
Someone stood up and praised Mrs. Wilson. "Well, your daughter married into a good family. I’m 80 percent sure that this Bea is
a mistress. Look at this man's car. I bet it's worth millions! Perhaps Bea recently seduced the man from somewhere and hurriedly
brought him back to show him off to
the townspeople."
"This Bea is quite vain... She did the same thing as her shameless mom who ran off with a rich guy..." 1
Bianca bought vegetables, meat to cook the vegetables with, ribs, and seasonings from the mini-mart.
When she returned from her shopping, the gossiping middle-aged women were still there.

When she passed the front yard and entered the house, she saw Luke holding a bowl with leftovers in his hand. He was about to
pour it out, but Grandpa stared at the bowl of leftovers with dismay. He was obviously trying to stop him, but he did not want to
be rude.
"Grandpa, eating this bowl of vegetables will not do any good for your health. On the contrary, it will cause more harm to you,"
Luke said that and dealt with the leftovers decisively.
Grandpa sat down silently without speaking.
Bianca stood at the doorway with the things in her hands. She could not say what she was feeling, but it was an indescribable
sense of security that flooded into her heart.
The well-clothed man walked into the kitchen. His white and slender fingers held the broken bowl. The diamonds inlaid on the
luxury watch that he wore on his wrist glimmered reflections of light in the dark and shabby room. Everything looked completely
out of place.
When Luke noticed that she was standing at the door and holding the groceries that she bought with a flabbergasted look on her
face, Luke put down the old and worn out bowl with the chipped edge down. He lifted his head and asked, "You’re back? What
did you get?"
Bianca was moved by how he played along and that he did not complain about how other houses in the town had natural gas
pipelines for their stoves. The ones that did not have them at least had gas tanks. Her old grandpa still used a fire pit stove by
burning branches that he picked from the forest.
Since Luke had spent a whole year in the town before, he knew about the customs of the townspeople.
The main reason Luojiazhen was not fantastically developed was because of the inactions of the previous leader.
Now that they had changed leaders, the economy of that place was developing rapidly. The newly elected government and
developers were working together to develop the town rapidly. Therefore, the value of Luojiazhen was going to follow suit.
Luke bought a gas tank and the delivery man installed it within 20 minutes.
"You can go and accompany Grandpa, let me handle this." Luke walked toward the cutting board. He was worried that she did
not know how to use the gas tank or that the old kitchen knife was too dull that she would accidentally hurt her fingers.

"I’m fine. You should go and sit. Otherwise, I'll feel bad."
Bianca was very grateful for him but also felt guilty. Of course, she would not let him make dinner.
In addition to that, Bianca was surprised that he could cook.
Luke looked at what she was cutting before the old man called him over to talk.
Whether she was in the UK for those few years or when she was a tween in the small town, Bianca always cooked. When she
was a kid, her grandfather would be busy doing farm work in the fields, so she would help pick the beans together on the
weekends. When the sun was setting, she would run back home to prepare dinner for her grandfather and herself. She always
used firewood to do so.
Although she did not eat very well during those years, at least her stomach was filled.
During the years when she was studying, she had the money from her dad and the money she earned from part-time work. At
that time, she was so content with her life that it felt as if she was living in heaven on earth. Her cooking skills gradually became
better.
After she made sweet and sour ribs, Bianca brought it to the table and glanced at her grandpa. Grandpa was smiling so widely
that his eyes were almost closed.
Luke was gesturing gracefully when they were talking about something. As always, he still looked like the boss that he was.
However, Grandpa seemed to be listening attentively, admiring the grandson-in-law. He was grateful that God gave such an
outstanding man to his granddaughter.
"Okay Grandpa, enough with the chit-chatting. Come over and eat,' Bianca called out as she placed the food on the table.
The store delivered three high plastic stools. The old foldable tables in the storeroom were all folded up. At that moment,
Grandpa felt very embarrassed and was worried that his grandson-in-law would feel contempt.
"Jean, our little town is not as great as the city. Come, let us all eat and try out Bea's cooking." Grandpa used his chopsticks and
grabbed a piece of rib for Luke.