A loving couple?

"Who said we were husband and wife?"

"Otherwise? Mr. Rowan, are you going to divorce your ‘Mrs. Wen‘ so soon?" When Claudia said this, she looked like Rowan was anxious to beat her to relieve her anger.

"Why not?"

"No, no." She tilted her head and hid something shiny in her eyes. "It‘s not a commendatory word to start with chaos and end with abandonment."

Rowan said anything more, and she shook his arm to remind him, "Mrs. Jones is looking at us. Oh, smile."

Ghost!

He actually listened to her subconsciously.

Although it is only a thin lip angle that slightly evokes a radian, even if there is no such thing as it seems.

Louis got started very quickly, and his swing became more and more skilled and standard.

The little boy‘s confidence exploded and he looked up and said something to his mother.

Mrs. Jones touched his face and smiled at Rowan.

"Huh?"

Claudia was surprised and saw Louis coming.

"Uncle Wen, I want to challenge you."

"Challenge?"

Rowan did not speak, but Claudia raised his eyebrows with great interest. "Do you want to challenge him?"

Pointing to Rowan, she bent over and asked Louis, "Are you sure? First of all, he is an adult. Second, you have just learned, haven‘t you?"

"I‘m sure." Louis nodded firmly and waved his cue. "We are all men. Let‘s have a duel between men."

I haven‘t started to know what the result will be, but the boy‘s spirit is still worth encouraging.

Claudia curled his finger and shaved Lewis‘ nose. "Courage, I like it."

Louis blushed shyly.

"Can you play with him for one game?"

He must be crazy.

In the face of her expectant eyes, she could not say no.

To compete with an 8－year－old boy is probably Mr. Rowan‘s Waterloo in his life.

The two men were ready and stood in their respective positions. They looked quite like that.

I also found the staff of the golf course to be the referee, which was not perfunctory at all.

Claudia and Mrs. Jones chatted outside the stadium. Women talked a lot of topics, and they were all talkative types. Everything from fashion to life was very detailed.

Mrs. Jones‘s first husband likes culture very much and is also an enthusiast of Chinese, so Mrs. Jones‘s Chinese is not good enough.

Soon, the match between Rowan and Luis was over, and Rowan naturally won.

Looking at the little boy‘s lost expression, Claudia pulled over Rowan and could not help but say, "Can‘t you let him? Are you happy to win a child? Are you proud?"

Rowan looked coldly at her, smiling.

It was still a bit scary, Claudia curled his pie mouth, but not to be outdone. "Why? Am I wrong?"

"I deliberately let him, is to hurt him." Rowan said, handed the cue to the caddy and took the water handed by the caddy and took a sip.

"Fallacy." Claudia muttered and walked towards Mrs. Jones and Louis.

Mrs. Jones was comforting and encouraging her son. Louis nodded from time to time. When he saw Claudia coming, he immediately smiled.

"Louis, you are already great." With a thumbs－up sign, Claudia blinked, "When you grow up..."

"I‘m sure I can beat him!"

"Hmm!"

"Well, Mrs. Wynn, I‘ll take Louis to wash up. I‘ll see you later at dinner."

Yes, and dinner.

Before dinner, we must quickly negotiate a good condition with Rowan.

Thinking, Claudia smiled from the bottom of his heart. "Yes, Mrs. Jones, Lewis, I‘ll see you later."

Watching Mrs. Jones and Louis leave in the cart, she sang happily and turned her head, only to find Rowan walking towards the cart.

"Please wait for me!" After catching up quickly, Claudia crowded to sit side by side with him, ignoring Rowan‘s cold eyes and simply opening his mouth： "Now, let‘s talk."

"Talk? What do we have to talk about?"

"Mr. Rowan‘s noble people are forgetful." Claudia smiled with a good temper. "You are going to cooperate with Mrs. Jones‘s TG consortium, aren‘t you?"