Chapter 1,686 The Story Is More Cruel than Reality

The head of the abandoned farm is an old man over sixty years old.

The other party was old and could no longer take care of the farm. No one in the family wanted to inherit his farm, so he had to choose to sell it.

The old man's personality is very kind, but he doesn't have the stubbornness, bad temper, and arrogance of southern farmers.

The conversation between the two parties was very pleasant, and Aiden readily agreed to the other party's asking price. The only request was to ask the old man to introduce local municipal officials to him.

Especially those in charge of land, commerce, and application for various policy welfare offices.

Given his age and the fact that he has lived here for most of his life, he naturally has to deal with these people. It is much easier to have many things recommended by acquaintances.

"No problem, they are all good guys, and there are a few old guys I am familiar with... We will go to the country club together next week, do you have time?"

After receiving the invitation from the old owner, Aiden naturally agreed and said that he would be here on time to meet with him next week.

"What's next?" Frances thought it was time to find the right contractor to prepare for the reconstruction of the farm.

"Go back to New York." Aiden's decision was surprising. Now was not the time to start.

"Someone will do the other work. As the boss, you only need to accept the results." Aiden has already asked someone to complete the follow-up work.

He only needs to wait for the final acceptance. If there are any problems, Christina will naturally convey them to him.

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Aiden was preparing to leave in the hotel, but received a call from New York before leaving.

"Boss, you need to wait in Polis." Christina conveyed a new message to him.

His good sister Lilith happened to be passing through Polis, and her destination was also New York. She learned that he was also here and wanted to hitch a ride.

"No problem, when will she arrive?"

After asking Lilith about her itinerary, she would arrive at the hotel in about 2 hours. Aiden asked people to take their luggage to the lobby first, while he went to the swimming pool to exercise.

"Hi, my good brother, your muscles look even more beautiful." Lilith said teasingly while standing by the pool.

"You should change your words, being pretty doesn't suit me." Aiden jumped out of the water with his hands, put on his bathrobe and asked funnyly, "Are you going to New York to visit my father?"

"As far as I know, he is in San Francisco about the Chinese election." Lilith said.

"Are you going then?"

"Shopping, can't you?"

"Isn't there even an airport where you're going?"

"They don't allow me to bring my pet on the plane. It's too boring on the train." Lilith felt helpless.

If it weren't for taking Tiny with her, she wouldn't have taken a special detour to find Aiden, although getting along with him wasn't so awkward.

Just as he was talking, a girl ran in. When she saw Aiden, her steps involuntarily slowed down, her eyes staring at him.

"Wow~" the girl exclaimed with surprise on her face: "He has such a good figure. You never said that your brother is a handsome guy."

"You never asked." Lilith retorted funny: "Besides, you should have seen the photos I put at home."

“The photo looks...very different from the person.

"The other party murmured and wiped the corners of his mouth, looking at Aiden with eyes that were filled with greed.

"You weren't so excited when you met my father." Lilith said.

"I don't want to be a baby mother!" Becky whispered, but it still couldn't escape Lilith's ears.

"You're dead, you frivolous little Bichi." Lilith raised her hands, laughed threateningly and rushed towards her.

"Ah~" Becky laughed and ran away, and the two started playing by the pool.

"Hey, girls." Aiden dried his hair and had to interrupt their little activity. "We should go, otherwise we will miss the flight time."

After getting in the car and sitting in the back seat, Lilith and Becky were still whispering to each other from time to time, staring at the back of Aiden's head and giggling, making him restless.

Usually he could turn a blind eye to those nymphos because they had no chance of getting close to him.

Now, there was a nympho sitting behind him, and Lilith had a malicious look on her face. Who knew what she was talking about.

Fortunately, the car had a smooth journey to the airport.

Aiden quickly got out of the car and immediately took the seat in the last row after getting on the plane. Now no one could stare at him from behind.

Needless to say, it feels really scary to have someone staring at the back of your head.

"Let me tell you, is he really, as you said, the successor chosen by your father?" Looking at Aiden opposite him, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, Becky's curiosity was not over yet.

"Of course it's true." Lilith joked: "If you can capture him, you won't have to worry about it for generations to come."

Becky nodded excitedly, then shook her head regretfully and said, "Forget it, I don't think I have that ability."

"It would be terrible to be played with casually, like Clara..." The two were talking about the cheerleaders in middle school.

She is beautiful and has a cheerful personality. When she graduated, she found a rich boyfriend and showed off her affection in various ways every day. She was the envy of everyone.

But not long ago, I met her again at a high school graduation party.

The former happiness and beauty have all turned into haggard and vicissitudes of life, with a child in her arms and another in the trolley.

His body is covered with various tattoos and looks a bit unkempt.

Later they found out that in high school, her boyfriend flirted with girls everywhere. She tried her best to endure it, but she didn't expect that she would still be cheated on him.

The reason was that she was not worthy of him and he was just playing with her. The injured Clara fell into trouble and hung out in various nightclubs and bars.

In the end, I lived with an addict. The two children were each other's. I became addicted and lived a life of neither human nor ghost.

And the reason why she came to the middle school class reunion was just to get some things and money from them.

Lilith lost her handbag that day, Becky lost the necklace she picked up, and everyone else had their things stolen to some extent.

Some people choose to call the police, but for a pair of drug addicts with no fixed address, finding them is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.

"Clara...what a pity." Lilith said with a low expression. Although they were not friends, she always thought Clara was very good.

Who would have thought that the cheerful, beautiful and gentle girl that everyone envied would end up like this.

Lilith has also heard many stories about good girls falling apart, but after all, they are just stories and hearsay, and her understanding of them is limited to literal words and imagination.

Only after seeing the people she knew around her behave like that did Lilith understand how embarrassing the situation of the girls in the story was.