My Endless love

The Shen's villa was located in the suburbs of Benin City. It was far away from the hustle and bustle of the city and retained

the tranquility of nature. It was said that Old Master Shen chose this place because it was suitable for elderly pensioners.

Yayoi walked into the Shen's nervously.

"Mr. Shen, you're back.”

As soon as they walked in, a middle-aged woman with a kind smile greeted them. She was stunned when she saw Yayoi, but

she quickly behaved normally and symbolically asked, "Is she your girlfriend?"

"Yes. Carrie, you can call her Yayoi.” Then, he said to Yayoi, "Yayoi, this is our housekeeper, Carrie. She has been working here for more than ten years. She is like family.”

"Hello, Carrie." Yayoi said timidly.

Carrie smiled, "Hello, Yayoi."

"Carrie, where's my grandfather?” Maddox asked.

"He's in the study on the second floor. He said that when you come back, you can go to the second floor and meet him."

Hearing that, Maddox took Yayoi upstairs.

But Carrie stopped him and said, "Mr. Shen, the Old Master let you go alone.”

What about Yayoi? Maddox looked at Yayoi worriedly.

Yayoi smiled, "Go ahead. I'll be fine.”

"Yes, go ahead. I will take good care of Yayoi for you." Carrie said.

Maddox hesitated for a moment and said to Carrie, "Thank you, Carrie."

Carrie smiled, "Hurry up. The Old Master will get unhappy if you keep him waiting for long.” Maddox smiled at Yayoi and strode upstairs.

Seeing that Maddox had gone upstairs, Carrie looked Yayoi up and down and smiled, "Yayoi, how long have you been dating

the Mr. Shen?"

"It's been a few months.” Yayoi answered honestly with a polite smile.

"A few months?" Carrie raised her eyebrows and asked, "Do you know his family background?" Yayoi was not an idiot. Carrie asked her because she wanted to know if she dated Maddox because of his family background.

"I've heard of it, but I don't really know it.” After all, the Shen family was a large family. Everybody knew it. Therefore, it was

wise of her to say so.

Carrie continued to smile, "The Shen family's influence in the military and political fields makes the Lu family and the other

families fear. So, do you think you deserve to be a member of such a family?"

It was a very sharp question. Yayoi suddenly found that although Carrie was smiling, there was coldness in her eyes, as well

as ... malicious intentions towards her.

Yayoi chuckled and replied, "Maybe I don't deserve to be a member of the Shen family, but I deserve to be Maddox's girlfriend.

Moreover, I date Maddox because I love him. I'm willing to stay by his side even if he is poor." Carrie looked at Yayoi with appreciation. This girl did not reveal a trace of panic or inferiority because of such a sharp

question. Instead, she behaved decently. To be honest, if it wasn't for the fact that the Mr. Shen already had a fiancée, they were a perfect match.

"Yayoi, don't blame me for asking such a question. The Shen family never prefers the rich to the poor. They don't attach much

importance to family background. But it's not as simple as you think.”

"I understand, Carrie.” Yayoi smiled, "What you want to say is that Maddox has a fiancée, and she has been recognized by

Maddox's grandfather.”

Carrie nodded, “Yes, but you know what? Mr. Shen's fiancée has returned home, and the driver has gone to the airport to pick

her up.”

Hearing that, Yayoi's smile froze on her face. She suddenly understood that this was an ambush. The Old Master was going to embarrass her.

Carrie looked at her pale face and sighed softly, "Yayoi, I watched the Mr. Shen grew up. I would like the girl he likes. That's

why I tell you this today. I just hope you can be well prepared. It is not a simple family gathering tonight.”

Yayoi smiled at her and said, "Thank you, Carrie.”

No matter what happened tonight, Yayoi hoped that she could deal with it calmly. As long as she was firmly convinced that

Maddox loved her, everything would be fine.

Yayoi saw Maddox's fiancée.

She had thought that it would be a very beautiful girl, but it turned out to be an ordinary-looking girl who looked quiet.

The girl's name was Wendy. And she looked as quiet as her name.

She was dressed in an elegant long skirt, which made her look skinny and academic.

Her long hair was like a waterfall, which was neatly combed and without a trace of roughness.

Her face was fair and small, without any make-up. She wore a pair of black-framed glasses. She looked rather ordinary, and

she was not outstanding in the crowd.

If Carrie did not say that she was already twenty, Yayoi would believe that she was a high school student.

"Hello, I'm Wendy." Wendy walked towards Yayoi and stretched out her hand with a placid smile on her fair face.

Yayoi held her hand and said, “Hello, I'm Yayoi."

They soon withdrew their hands. "You're Maddox's girlfriend?" Wendy asked.

Yayoi was a little embarrassed to be asked by her boyfriend's fiancée, but she still nodded. "Yes, I am."

"Does he love you?" Wendy asked.

Yayoi paused for a moment. "Yes, he loves me very much.”

A sweet smile appeared on Yayoi's face, which hurt Wendy's heart.

But she pretended to be calm and asked, "Then do you think you two will get married?”

"Yes,' she answered without hesitation.

Wendy raised her eyebrows and asked aggressively, “Then do you think Maddox's grandfather will agree to your marriage?"

Yayoi didn't know how to answer. She looked straight at Wendy and pursed her lips. “I don't know.” Wendy said complacently, "I know that he won't agree. Do you know why?"

Yayoi did not answer, but looked at her quietly.

"Because I am the granddaughter-in-law that he has recognized.” Wendy said with her face filled with pride that couldn't be

hidden.

Now, Yayoi understood. She had thought that Wendy would be a quiet girl. But that was not the case. Yayoi knew that she

wasn't a simple girl through her questions just now.

Yayoi chuckled and asked, "Do you think Maddox will marry you?"

"... He will.” Wendy replied hesitantly.

Yayoi laughed, "He won't, because he doesn't love you."

Hearing that, Wendy's face instantly turned as pale as a piece of paper.