Chapter 41 The Different Terence
Chapter 41 The Different Terence
Terence didn't know why he cared about this title. He only knew that he felt uncomfortable when
Vanessa called himself "Mr. Terence" but call Terry by his name. He had never thought about what
others would call him before, let alone whether he minded it or not. However, Vanessa was different.
He only did what he wanted to do, and it had always been like this.
Vanessa suddenly realized that Terence, who used to be cold, cared about this. She couldn't help
laughing and nodded, "Okay."
Terence glanced at Vanessa and frowned, "What kind of expression do you have? You don't cry, but
you don't dare to laugh!"
Vanessa muttered in a low voice, "I really don't dare to laugh." Although the atmosphere between the
two was not bad, she still did not dare to relax. Terence was like a stepmother, and no one knew what
would happen next.
"If you don't dare to laugh, then hold it back. The expression on your face is really bad." Terence
sneered.
"Okay." Vanessa curled her lips and her face immediately drooped.
Terence whistled happily. Seeing that Terence seemed to be in a good mood, Vanessa wanted to take
this opportunity to ask him a lot of more questions.
Did you know how the cat died? Of curiosity.
"Ter... Terence, can you tell me the story between you and Miss Wendy? I really want to know. " She
always felt that it was a pity between them, and there was even an inexplicable atmosphere between
them.
Terence slammed on the brake, causing a loud noise of friction between the car and the road. "Here we
are." Terence's face turned cold in an instant. He said coldly, and then got off the car.
Vanessa was so frightened that she closed her mouth. She knew that he would change his face soon,
but she thought of what Terry had said. Was it true that she couldn't mention Wendy in front of
Terence? Then why did he was calm before but he react like this when she asked what had happened.
"Wow, it's so beautiful." A large European style villa was placed in front of her. Vanessa finally knew
what it was called "big foreign-style house". It was said that the Red Valley Beach was an area for the
rich, and there were indeed a variety of foreign buildings around. Each house was equipped with a
single garden. Although it was a desolate season like the late summer and early autumn, people could
still smell the fragrance of flowers. Living here, she should be in a good mood every day.
But when she saw Terence act as if she owed him millions of dollars all day long, she felt that Terence
really ruined the house.
Terence got out of the car and took Vanessa's suitcase and the big mouse out of the trunk. Vanessa
hurried forward to take the suitcase, but in the face of the big mouse, she found that it seemed to be
more like a burden.
"Can you help me take it?" Vanessa asked shamelessly, although he saw the disgust in Terence's
eyes.
How could she know if she didn't try?
"Let me help you with the suitcase." Terence hesitated for a while, as if he was making a choice
between these two. He really didn't like this disgusting "mouse".
In fact, Vanessa should have realized that the reason why Terence bought that big bed was to
accommodate this horrible "mouse". When he saw Vanessa dragging it out, he knew that it might be
something she liked very much or even of extraordinary significance.
On the contrary, Vanessa, the master, hadn't been so considerate.
"Okay." Vanessa handed the suitcase to Terence and carried the big mouse on her shoulder.
"Let's go." Vanessa curled her lips and said, "Hurry up. It's so humiliating."
Terence was amused and walked forward, "Shame on you? I think you like it! "
"Cut the crap!" Let him carry it and have a try? It was so big. She was afraid of it getting dirty if it was
dragged on the ground outside. Vanessa's eyes were not as "tall" as the mouse. Except for carrying it
on her shoulder, there was no posture that could take the mouse.
"Let's go." Terence opened the iron door of the garden. When Vanessa stepped on the cobblestone
path, she felt as if she had really stepped into the place where the prince lived. The jasmines were in
full bloom, and colorful leaves were placed around. Terence seemed to have a good taste.
But shouldn't there be servants in such a big house?
As soon as Vanessa entered the house, she threw the mouse on the sofa. Looking at the quaint and
exquisite living room, she saw a piano not far away. Vanessa excitedly ran over, and Terence followed
her.
"Is this yours?" Vanessa asked as she looked at the piano. She had liked it since childhood, but
unfortunately, the welfare house hadn't been able to let her learn it yet.
Terence nodded, "Did you miss this when you investigated me?" He smiled, with a hint of loneliness in
his eyes. "In fact, I went to the music school at the beginning, but later I transferred according to the
requirements of the Ji family."
"I see." Vanessa had a better understanding of Terence. She didn't expect that he could be considered
half a pianist. She didn't expect that Terence would sit in front of the piano. Following the piano, she
saw the violin on the wall and the cello on the attic!
Vanessa looked around and asked, "You can play all these?"
Terence nodded. It was necessary for him to get into the university. He was the first one to get into the
university, but... It was the dream of many people to be born in the Ji family, but few people knew that
these so-called aristocratic descendants didn't even have the most basic freedom. They could only
inherit their father's business, and generation after generation, which was said to be for the family.
"I really admire you!" Vanessa said sincerely.
Terence raised his eyebrows and looked at her. He really didn't understand what this woman was
thinking about every day.
He walked to the side and poured a glass of water. Vanessa took it and drank it up. She was really
thirsty!
"I'll sit for a while. I'm so tired." Vanessa sat on the sofa, but her eyes were still rolling around and
looking around.
Terence also sat down with her. It felt good to have someone at home.
Vanessa had been used to staying in the small house, so she immediately sensed the difference. She
asked, "Is there no servant at home? Only you? "
"I don't like outsiders, but I have an hourly worker to clean it regularly every day." Terence took a sip of
water.
"No one cook for you?" Vanessa asked with her eyes wide open.
Terence shook his head naturally, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong.
"Just eat in the restaurant." He replied naturally.
However, Vanessa thought of the breakfast she had had this morning and suddenly asked with a smile,
"Can you cook?"
Unexpectedly, Terence nodded, "Yes." Seeing Vanessa's cunning eyes, he naturally understood what
she was thinking. He continued, "But I won't cook."
"Why? Eating at home is better!" Vanessa had always insisted on this truth. She didn't eat outside
unless she had to. On the one hand, she felt that it was too wasteful to eat outside, but on the other Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.
hand, the more important problem was that food safety now really needed to be considered! She even
wanted to ask whether the National Inspection Bureau wanted more people. She could be a volunteer!
"No reason." Terence replied indifferently. Vanessa had no choice but to ask this stupid question. She
should know that Terence was alone and what he felt to be alone with his own plate. Vanessa at least
had Jeremiah, but he had nobody.
"Let's come back and cook every day, okay?" Vanessa asked with her big eyes blinking. In fact, she
thought that Terence's poached egg was really delicious! As a senior foodie, how could she miss such
a good opportunity.
Hearing this, Terence raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Really? You can cook? " He couldn't
believe it. Looking at Vanessa's clumsy face, he couldn't connect her with the kitchen.
Vanessa lowered her head with embarrassment, and then shook her head silently. But she immediately
raised her head and said, "I can help you. Jeremiah said that..." Vanessa really couldn't remember
what she had done to Jeremiah. Suddenly, her mind came to her senses and she said, "He said that
the dishes I washed for him were very clean!" Vanessa said seriously, not feeling embarrassed at all.
Terence laughed unconcernedly, "You have the nerve to say that."
"Do you agree? !" She really coveted Terence's cooking skills!
Terence kept silent for a while, and then solemnly nodded, "Yes." Then he turned to her and said, "I
hired you with money. Now you have a free cook. How can you thank me?" A hint of slyness flashed
through his eyes.
"No, I have no money but my life!" Vanessa curled her lips. She really didn't have any money. She only
had a shabby house that she rented! Although the lease hadn't come to an end, would Terence live
there?!
"It's okay. Just serve me well tonight." Terence pretended to be careless.
Vanessa's face flushed slightly, but she pretended not to hear anything. She changed the topic and
asked, "Mr. Terence, why can you cook?" She found that Terence had refreshed her view of the world
again and again today. A noble man who had grown up as a young master from childhood to adulthood
was not actually a noble man who didn't do any housework! No woman could do this, let alone a man
like him?
Well, in fact, Vanessa was really jealous. She couldn't even cook! He must have something on her in
the future. He was so sharp tongued that she didn't know how he would laugh at her.
Terence kept silent for a while, and then put down the water. He said in a calm voice, "Wendy can't
cook, and I learned it later. I had been cooking abroad all the time, and I got used to it as time went by."
The man who cooked for a woman was the most handsome! Vanessa suddenly realized that her
impression on Terence had risen to another level.
Looking at Vanessa's admiring eyes, Terence couldn't help but feel nervous. "I know I'm very
handsome. You don't have to look at me like this, do you?"
Vanessa immediately looked away. "Don't be narcissistic. I think you're handsome just because you
can be so good to your girlfriend!"
"She is not my girlfriend anymore." Said Terence sadly.
Vanessa noticed that she seemed to have said something wrong. When she turned around and saw
the lonely look on Terence's face, she felt a little distressed. "What's wrong with you?"