Fated love: the unwanted bride
Chapter 1379 Jasmine Yale Learns to Be Naughty

Chapter 1379: Chapter 1379 Jasmine Yale Learns to Be Naughty

Sylvan Cheney was true to his word, spending the entire day, without going anywhere else, accompanying her at the Cheney Residence.

They watched a movie, made some confectionery, and soaked in the hot springs.

In the evening, right after coming out of the bathroom, Jasmine Yale, wearing a loose bathrobe, naturally tossed the hair dryer to Sylvan Cheney.

"Blow-dry my hair."

Sylvan Cheney: "..."

He set aside the magazine in his hands and took the hair dryer.

Jasmine Yale wasn’t sure how many days he could keep this up, but she was going to enjoy each day as it came.

She sat in the chair and casually flipped through his magazine.

She didn’t understand the financial stuff, so she just looked at the pictures.

"This marketing director’s watch is really nice, how much is it?" Jasmine Yale asked, pointing at a man in the magazine.

Sylvan Cheney slightly lifted his head and said indifferently, "Seventeen or eighteen thousand."

"Hmm, someday when I’m rich, I’ll buy you one too."

Sylvan Cheney could only wryly curve the corners of his mouth.

Which watch of his wasn’t more expensive than that one?

Jasmine Yale’s eyes sparkled as she looked at the magazine, she whispered softly, "I mentioned before about wanting to open a shop, you still haven’t told me what kind of shop would be good."

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah, really serious."

"Open a shop selling whatever you like."

"What about a pet store?"

"..."

"The kind where you could buy a Chale Cheney," Jasmine Yale chuckled, teasing on purpose.

Because she’d heard from Chale Cheney that Sylvan had joked he was bought from a pet store.

Which pet store could sell such a cute baby? She wanted to buy a dozen.

"Then you open it, I have the experience."

"What experience do you have?" Jasmine Yale curiously asked.

"I have experience raising pets; after all, I’ve raised one for twelve years."

"And what happened to your pet after that? Have I seen it?" Jasmine Yale, this silly girl, didn’t catch on at once but was rather interested.

"After that? It’s sitting on a chair flipping through a magazine, even asking me how much a watch costs."

"!!" Jasmine Yale suddenly realized, she snapped the magazine shut, her eyes watery, "You’re picking on me."

How could he bully her like that?

How could he?!

"Alright." Sylvan Cheney stopped what he was doing and took a piece of milk candy from the drawer next to him and stuffed it into her mouth, "Don’t move."

Jasmine Yale chewed the milk candy begrudgingly, her chest rising and falling uneasily.

"So this pet, you’re going to keep it for a lifetime?" Jasmine Yale asked.

"If it only knows to scratch and bite me, then no need."

"No need then no need, we’ll see if you need it when we’re in bed."

"..."

Sylvan Cheney always felt that Jasmine Yale had learned to be bad, but he had no idea who she learned it from.

It couldn’t have been him; his family education was always strict.

Sylvan’s fingers wove through her hair strands, her hair fragrant with the scent of roses.

In the air, the only sound remaining was the noise of the hairdryer.

When he finished blow-drying her hair, just in time, his phone rang.

Seeing the call was from Charles Mcintosh, Sylvan stepped toward the window sill with the phone.

"Mr. Cheney, will you come to Cheney Corp tomorrow?"

"Yeah."

"I’ve integrated a few proposals over here for you to take a look at," Charles Mcintosh stated calmly, "Is Miss Yale... not going back to Cakago?"

"If she doesn’t go back, are you going to attend her classes?"

"..."

"Don’t ask about her matters," Sylvan said coolly, "What about Joan Harry? Found her?"

"Little Lilac hasn’t sent any news yet; probably no leads."

"Keep looking."

"I know," Charles Mcintosh nodded.

Charles Mcintosh then briefed Sylvan about the current situation of the Cheney Family; the Cheney Family’s stocks had plummeted severely, with many rumors already spreading.