As Alexander Forest finished speaking, his foot suddenly got kicked under the table, hurting so much that he moved his chair back several steps, "Jas Black, are you trying to break my foot?"
"You’ve said what you shouldn’t have," Jas Black said dispassionately, only continuing to speak after Jane Sampson brought the al to his lips.
"Not even allowed to speak now, huh?" Alexander Forest clicked his tongue and shook his head, "Can’t even speak the truth? In fact, my parents really like little Jane. Since I was little, that’s all my mom would talk about as she raised and my sister."
At this point, Alexander Forest cleared his throat and began to imitate his mother’s tone.
"Look at the Sampton family’s daughter, how well-behaved, sensible, and clever she is. Look, the girl from the Sampton family scored one hundred points again, and won another piano competition. Look, the girl from the Sampton family hasn’t even graduated from elentary school, yet so many schools are already vying for her. At such a young age, it’s her who picks the school, unlike you two blockheads who get picked by the school."
That still wasn’t the end of it. Alexander Forest then chuckled mischievously.
"Hahaha."
After laughing thrice, Alexander Forest continued to speak, "Back then, my mother also said, fortunately, I am a boy so I can marry the Sampton family’s little miss into our ho, giving her the experience of having such an excellent child and understanding the feelings of a mother with a successful daughter."
By the ti he got to this point, Alexander Forest had nearly retreated to the living room with his chair, but he still had to continue in a high-pitched voice under Jas Black’s darkening gaze, "When Old Master Black arranged your engagent with little Jane, my mom acted like a mother who had just married off her daughter, sighing and unable to eat properly for several days."
Upon hearing this, Jane Sampson was already stunned. She had learned from Quincy Forest that Mother Forest liked her, but she hadn’t expected all the details that Alexander Forest ntioned.
Thinking about Alexander Forest’s playboy nature, Jane Sampson swallowed her saliva, turned her head, and gently tugged at Jas Black’s clothing, saying with a relieved expression, "I’m glad it’s you I’m marrying. If it were Alexander Forest, I bet, these days would be tough, I dare not even think about it."
Needless to say, Jane Sampson’s heartfelt exclamation was very pleasing to Jas Black.
The initially sullen expression on his face began to soften bit by bit after Jane Sampson finished her sentence.
Jane Sampson was entirely focused on the things that Alexander Forest had just said, so she mumbled to Jas Black with laughter and without much thought, "Marrying you ans enduring your impassiveness and reticence, and at worst, putting up with you either not coming ho or tornting to death when you do. But marrying him would an putting up with his incessant chatter, womanizing, won one after another... tch tch tch, such a life, even thinking about it feels like I’d be in deep water and scorching fire."
Only after Jane Sampson had finished her internal monologue did she belatedly realize that Jas Black wasn’t responding to her anymore.
Turning her head to the person beside her, she noted that it seed the petty soone was not happy.
But...
Why had he suddenly beco unhappy?
Jane Sampson silently asked herself, but couldn’t find an answer to the question.
Alexander Forest, who had moved far from the dinner table, could feel the drop in air pressure around Jas Black. He glanced at the dinner on the table and then at Jas Black’s expression.
The will to live overpowered his craving for the delicious al.
Being alive was more important.
Being alive was quite nice.
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