Matriarch of the Hockleys

"For example?" Andrea looked at Carl curiously.

"For example, car shells, guns, and rails." Carl introduced with a smile, "Generally, we will display some samples here, and contact some merchants regularly. Generally, we only accept those large quantities of orders .”

"It looks quite complete." Andrea sighed from the bottom of her heart. "Are you in charge of the firm in New York?"

"Almost, but I think there is something missing." Carl said seriously.

"What's missing?" Andrea was very curious, it seemed like there was nothing?

"I'm the general manager of the firm, but I think I still lack a wife. What's your opinion?" Carl looked at Andrea with a smile on his face, her face flushed, "It seems It's almost time, let's go to another place for a stroll!"

"Okay," Carl looked at Andrea, who refused to pick up the topic, and sighed secretly. It seemed that he had to work harder.

"It's almost time, why don't we go to lunch first! The quality and reputation of the nearby restaurant are very good." Carl suggested sincerely.

"Really? It seems really outstanding to be recognized by you." Andrea said hastily, feeling the easing of the atmosphere.

"Let's go by car first!" "Okay."

After about a few minutes' drive, the car quickly arrived at the destination.

"Sir, Miss." Leger hurriedly got out of the car and opened the door for Karl and the others.

Carl got out of the car first, but he didn't walk away. "Miss Bruce, be careful." He held Andrea's hand, felt the other's stiffness, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, with a look of success.

"Mr. Hockley, let's go in first." With a little force, Andrea broke away from Carl's hand. "good."

"Miss Andrea, please sit down." Ignoring the waiter at the side, Carl stepped forward and opened the chair for Andrea. "Thank you." Andrea nodded and sat down.

"This is the menu, sir." The waiter handed the list to Carl respectfully. "Get another menu." Looking at Andrea across the way, Carl suddenly remembered that he still didn't know her preference. "Okay, sir."

"Miss Bruce, order first! I'll add some later." Carl handed the menu in his hand to Andrea who was opposite.

"Then I'll order first," Andrea smiled, then looked down.

"Oysters in lemon juice, wild mushroom veal steak, vegetable beef soup, filet mignon with potatoes, celery foie gras, vanilla chocolate puffs, it should be almost the same." Andrea handed the menu to the messenger beside her.

"Let's add more," Carl flipped through the menu brought by the waiter, "stuffed zucchini, asparagus cold cuts, and Roman-style pan fun. Alright, that's all." Carl ordered. "Yes, sir." The waiter took the menu and hurried to the back kitchen.

"How long is Miss Andrea going to stay in the United States?" Carl poured a cup of black tea for Andrea.

"Thank you. At least I will stay until August!" Andrea is not sure, it depends on when Eden gets engaged.

"Then Miss Andrea can have a good tour of America." Carl looked at Andrea with a smile in his eyes. "I can go with you then."

"By the way, I asked someone to bring me some chocolates. But I put them in the old house, and I will deliver them to your home in a few days!"

"This," Andrea liked chocolate very much, but thinking of Eden's hostility towards Carl, she hesitated.

"Why not the afternoon after tomorrow! I just happen to be free that day, how about it?" Carl looked at Andrea tenderly.

"Okay." Seeing Carl's expression, Andrea muttered a few times, but still didn't say any words of rejection.

"Miss Andrea, can you tell me about your impression of me?" Carl said suddenly, "I need to know what kind of person I am in your eyes first, can I?"

"Uh, a somewhat strong and patient gentleman." Andrea organized her words.

"It seems that Miss Andrea has a good impression of me. So Miss Andrea, do you think I meet your requirements for the other half?" Karl continued, he didn't have much patience, looked at For the sweetheart in front of him, he just wanted to give her a good hug and rub her into his body.

"Mr. Hockley, me," Andrea was taken aback by Carl's unexpected words, but fortunately she still remembered to maintain her image.

"Call me Karl?" Karl looked at Andrea affectionately. "Cal, Carl, me,"

"Andrea, although we have only known each other for a short time, you have captured me." Carl felt a little dry, "Are you willing to associate with me? Miss Andrea." "You don't have to rush to refuse , Andrea. We can try dating for a while first, I believe I can touch your heart. If you still don't fall in love with me by then, I will let you go." Carl said seriously.

Under Carl's gaze, Andrea was a little at a loss.She didn't know how to choose.

"Andrea, remember that dark night when the Titanic wrecked?" Carl recalled. "I ran to your room first. You know how grateful I was when I saw the door open." Did you feel so happy when I met you?" Carl said with a smile, "Do you still remember being on the lifeboat? You were wrapped in my coat, and you were still shivering. I held your hand tightly. At that time, I was thinking, if we don't wait for rescue, then even if we die, I will always be with you."

"Andrea, let's try to date first, shall we? I can feel it, and you also have feelings for me, right?" Andrea lowered her head, her affection for Carl has already accumulated quite a lot too much.But Carl's confession still made her feel shy.

After hesitating for a while, she raised her head again and looked at Carl, who was worried. She couldn't help but smile a little. "Maybe, we can try it first. If it doesn't feel good, we can separate."

"Great, so can you change your address to me?" Carl smiled.Dear Andrea, now that you are in a relationship, don't think that you can separate.

"Carl," Andrea said with a slight smile. "Let's go to the horse farm for a ride in the afternoon!" Carl held Andrea's hand.

"Okay, Carl, let go first." Andrea said a little angrily.

"Sorry, I'm so happy. Andrea." Carl let go of his hand with an apologetic expression. "Let's have lunch first!" "En."

In the well-decorated restaurant, the two sat face to face, and the beautiful tune created a good atmosphere.

Andrea looked at Carl opposite, feeling shy joy in her heart.

"Well, my recommendation is not bad!" Carl said with a smile. "It's delicious." The mini puffs are just about the size to be eaten in one bite, with a milky meringue, silky cream after biting, and a delicate texture.Andrea couldn't help but eat another one.

"It's my honor that you like it." There was a touch of doting in Carl's eyes.

Listening to Carl's words, Andrea felt a burst of sweetness in her heart. "Is there a horse farm near here?" She pinned a mischievous strand of hair behind her ear.

"Well. A business friend of mine just opened a horse farm nearby. It's about half an hour's drive, but you should have plenty of time in the afternoon. We can relax by riding a horse." Carl smiled and put the puff on the In front of Andrea.

"Really? I haven't ridden a horse for a long time, I don't know if I'm unfamiliar." Andrea was aroused interest.

"Don't worry, my horse skills are not bad. I can teach you again, not to mention you already have the foundation." Carl has already begun to fantasize about the beautiful scene of riding with Andrea.

"But my clothes today don't seem suitable for riding a horse." Thinking of the skirt she was wearing, Andrea felt a little downcast.

Looking at Andrea's high-waisted dress, Carl remembered how inappropriate his proposal was. "Sorry, I was negligent."

"Do you want to see an art exhibition? I heard that there is a gallery opened on Locke Street. Why don't we go and see it later." Carl thought for a while and suggested again.

"If you don't feel bored, of course." Although Andrea doesn't paint much, she doesn't know how to appreciate a painting.But she also occasionally buys some favorite paintings.

"Of course not, let's go!" Carl wanted to be alone with Andrea, and he felt that Andrea was a little nervous in the restaurant.

"Okay." "Leger," Karl shook his head and motioned for Leger to pay the bill. He stood up and walked to Andrea's side. "let's go!"

Andrea nodded, her maid Ava stood behind her.

"It seems that the decoration is quite thoughtful." Looking at the simple but exquisite decoration in the gallery, Andrea couldn't help admiring.

"Then, let's go!" Carl bent his arms, motioning for Andrea to hold them.

After glancing around, Andrea took Carl's arm to make sure no one noticed.

"What about this painting?" Carl looked at an abstract painting. He didn't understand why this painting, which most people couldn't understand and which looked like graffiti, was placed here.

"This is Picasso's painting. He is an abstract artist." Andrea looked at the description below the painting and explained.

Carl obviously also saw the introduction under the painting, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows at the estimated price of 34 US dollars above.

This kind of thing is so valuable?Maybe you can, "Do you like it very much?"

"No. Although this painting is admired by many people, I still don't like the abstract style. Everyone has their own love!"