Chapter 61 - This Idea of Yours Is Just like a Typical Eight O'Clock Soap Opera

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Just who was this guy, suddenly rushing over and hugging people? Full of confusion, Aiden looked at the man in front of him.

Having suffered a critical hit, Carlo looked like he was about to spit out blood. He scratched his head, and sounding both wronged and depressed, said, “I’m Carlo, you don’t recognize me?”

Aiden looked him carefully up and down. In the two years he hadn’t seen him, Carlo had changed a lot. Not to mention he had grown a few centimeters taller, he also looked really handsome in his military uniform. It was just that gesture of him scratching his head that was exactly the same as he remembered—he still looked just as awkward as before.

But to Aiden’s eyes, that familiar awkwardness looked a little cute. Aiden couldn’t help but smile and say, “It’s you? You graduated and came back?”

Carlo nodded quickly and said, “That’s right! Back then I promised that after I graduated, I’d come back and marry you…”

He hadn’t finished speaking yet when someone nearby suddenly interrupted. “Aiden, who is this? Hey, isn’t this Carlo?”

Carlo really wanted to pinch that third wheel Xi Wei to death. He turned and glared at him. “Yes, it’s me!”

Xi Wei smiled and walked over to pat Carlo’s shoulder. He said in praise, “Not bad, not bad. After staying at military school for four years, now you’re putting on airs.”

Carlo: “...”

He had originally planned to propose to Aiden as soon as he saw him, and had even prepared a ring. But today, not only was this third wheel Xi Wei hovering around unwilling to leave, but they were in a crowded banquet hall filled with wagging tongues. There were even many elders recognized by the military around. It was clearly wasn’t logical to propose in this kind of public setting.

Carlo thought about it, and could only stuff the ring back in his pocket, feign calmness and go with Xi Wei and Aiden to eat dinner.

The three of them sat down in the corner of the banquet hall. They got some food and chatted while eating. Carlo saw the red jewel Xi Wei wore around his neck and couldn’t help but ask curiously, “Xi Wei, did you spend so much money on that jewel so that you could take back a royal heirloom?”

Xi Wei smiled and said, “That’s right, or did you think I came to stuff myself at dinner?”

Carlo: “...”

Every time he talked with this omega, he always felt oppressed. Carlo took a deep breath and continued, “You know about Klaire going to the Glory Corps, right?”

Xi Wei said, “Of course. What kind of relationship do you think I have with him that we’d need you to pass on a message?”

Carlo: “...”

His chest was going to stifle him to death!

Aiden saw how Carlo kept running into a wall with Xi Wei, and he couldn’t help but feel it was really funny at heart. Xi Wei spoke just as rudely as ever, and with Carlo’s poor ability to express himself, he was often angered half to death conversing with him. Aiden expressed his sympathy for Carlo.

The three of them were chatting when a deep voice suddenly came from behind them. “Your Highness, can I sit here?”

—It was that devil who wouldn’t stop haunting him, Joen.

Xi Wei and Aiden gave each other a look. Holding back his annoyance, Xi Wei said, “Sorry, there aren't any empty seats here.”

Joen smiled and said, “That’s fine, I’ll go get a chair.”

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