Purchased A Mr. Right

Five minutes later, the three of them went to the center of the course.

This was the first time for Anthea to be at a golf course. She also didn't know how to play golf. She had to completely depend on Adam's instructions.

Emerson felt very heart-wrenching when he looked at the two of them.

Originally, he invited Anthea to accompany him for a day, and then chose to play golf, because this would allow him to teach Anthea personally. Now, it was Adam who was teaching her how to play golf! Emerson rotated his golf club and walked forward, breaking Anthea and Adam's two-person world. "Adam, let's compete for a round, okay?"

"Okay." Adam did not refuse.

He instructed Anthea to practice tee shots, and then the two men walked to the side to start their competition.

Anthea looked at them, who were standing straight side by side. They were both tall, strong, and handsome. They had different auras, one being nonchalant, while the other being ruthless and slightly evil. Anthea swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva.

Thinking of the tension between Adam and Emerson, Anthea could not help but ask, "Do you two... Want to keep a distance from each other?"

Although the atmosphere on the spot was calm, Anthea still felt that there were invisible smokes of gunpowder and sparks between these two powerful men.

When Emerson heard this, his fascinating eyes were lit up. "Little girl, why? Are you afraid that we will fight each other?"

Anthea bit her lips.

Although She didn't say anything, her eyes had revealed her thoughts. She was indeed worried that the next second the two men would fight against each other with the golf clubs.

Emerson laughed heartily. "Haha... Don't worry, I'm not a barbarian. But I'm not sure whether your man is such!"

Anthea rolled her eyes up secretly.

Adam was definitely not a barbarian! He was a gentleman.

After the golf boy delivered the balls, Adam and Emerson began to posture and held the clubs with both hands.

The sunshine streamed through the glass roof of the golf course. From time to time, the crisp sound of golf balls being struck could be heard, while the balls were flying and dropping.

The referee inside the course helped to record the scores. Anthea forgot all about practicing tee shots, and just followed the two men, watching them compete excitedly.

After both of them holed out, the referee reported, "Young Master Chiang hit 1 above par. Mr. Adam Chin hit 1 above par. The two of them are evenly matched!"

When Emerson heard this, he threw the club in his hand to the golf boy. He looked aside angrily. "Adam Chin, you're still so annoying! You competed with me in shooting and other training in the military academy. Now you're again competing with me on this golf course... You're just like a ghost that has been haunting me!"

The two of them had army-related family backgrounds, and they were both the eldest son in their families. They also attended the same military academy. It was thus inevitable that they would be compared to each other by the others.

When there were comparisons, there would inevitably be competitions and conflicts.

Adam and Emerson competed with each other when they were still in the military academy. However,

Adam's overall performance was always slightly better than Emerson's. Furthermore, the two of them had different personalities. Adam was quiet in his ways, while Emerson was naturally romantic. They tended to reject each other because of the difference in their personalities.

Adam's black eyes glanced over and asked lightly, "Did you deliberately make a mistake during the large-scale maneuver of our academy many years ago?"

"Hmm?" Emerson raised his eyebrows.

Adam put one of his hands into his pocket and said in a low voice, "Everyone knows that Young Master Chiang was a rebellious person. He was at that time forced to go to the military academy by his parents. If my guess is right, you had always wanted to find a good chance to leave the army, hadn't you?"

"Haha." Emerson laughed twice, but he didn't deny it.

It seemed that he hadn't expected that Adam could see through his thoughts.

After hearing their conversation, Anthea was stunned. Then, she frowned and argued for her boyfriend, "Young Master Chiang, if you deliberately wanted to find a chance to leave the army, then you shouldn't hold a grudge against Adam!" "It's true." Emerson nodded.

After a pause, the corners of his lips formed an unrestrained smile. "But it's also true that I don't like him!"

Anthea was speechless."..."

After playing golf, the three of them went to the top floor.

Emerson originally thought that Anthea and he would be the only two persons all day. For this reason, he also had arranged a barbecue phase.

However, the two-person scenario, which had been meticulously planned by Emerson, turned out to be a three-person scenario.

Emerson's assistants had prepared the barbecue shelves and food, etc properly. When the three of them arrived, they could do it directly.

It was natural for the two men to be responsible for the barbecue.

Adam and Emerson appeared to be experienced in such things. Anthea didn't need to do anything at all. The two men stood side by side in front of the barbecue shelf, just like what they did on the golf course. The atmosphere seemed to be good.

If a stranger happened to see the scene of barbecue, he might think that Adam and Emerson were good friends.

Emerson put the foods on the tray, picked a bar of the best beef, and handed it over to Anthea. "Young lady, I have just made it. Have a taste!"

"Thank you, Young Master Chiang!" Anthea reached out and took it.

Emerson raised his eyebrows and smiled complacently and provocatively.

However, Anthea didn't eat the beef. Instead, she ran to the barbecue shelf and handed it to Adam, as if she was presenting a treasure to him. "Adam, are you hungry now? Try it!" Emerson was petrified.

He picked up another bar of beef and began to eat it. The more he chewed up the meat, the worse he felt.

Why did he suddenly feel that he was a single dog eating dog food?

After all the foods were barbecued, they sat at the table and began to enjoy the delicious foods.

Halfway through the meal, Adam suddenly looked at her. "Anthea, is it hot?"

Anthea blinked her eyes. In fact, she felt that it was still okay. The weather was not very hot today. She subconsciously raised her hand to touch her little face, but before she could answer, Adam's big hand had reached out.

He unbuttoned her collar buttons, revealing her neck

and collarbone.

As her skin was exposed in the air, red marks of different sizes also came into others' sight. These red marks, which were obviously made by a man's lips, looked like blooming peach blossoms, ambiguous and sexy.

Emerson also had seen that. His hand, which was holding a cup of wine, halted there.

At that moment, Anthea's face was burning hot.

She suddenly understood why Adam pressed her down on the sofa and kissed, caressed her so passionately this morning. He had left a lot of red marks on her shoulders and neck on purpose.

Anthea snickered in her heart.

"It's such a naive strategy!" She thought. She felt that Adam's nickname, "Three-year-old Adam", was not wrong at all!

Anthea noticed the signs of bathrooms not far away. She stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom!"

It was not because she felt too embarrassed, but because she really wanted to solve her physiological needs. The pepper powders sprayed on the beef and seafood for barbecue were a little too much. For this reason, she drank a lot of beverages, and she felt that she needed to go to the bathroom.

But suddenly, Anthea thought of something. She frowned and didn't move.

Adam curled his lips and shook her small hand. "Go ahead."

"Yes!" Anthea nodded and left obediently.

There were only the two men left on the table, and the atmosphere suddenly changed subtly.

A long while of silence followed.

Emerson took the lead in opening his mouth. He teased, "Adam, aren't you acting like an old bull eating tender grass? You're nine years older than Anthea. Don't tell me there's no generational gap between the two of you."

Adam's face was expressionless. "Young Master Chiang, are you jealous?"

Emerson leaned back lazily. "Well... If I also have such a beautiful niece-in-law, maybe I would have the same idea!"

Adam remained calm and indifferent, but his eyes were gradually turning cold. Her deep voice contained a hint of warning. "Don't fix your eyes on her."