Chapter 555 This Old Gong Is Not That Husband
"Vivian?" The name sounded familiar. We turned around and saw the tall figure standing not far away. It was none other than Mr. Aragon, the Spanish ambassador whom we had met at the banquet last time.
We all looked at the ambassador, but Ms. Huang didn't react at all and continued chatting with the housekeeper.
I was a little confused. Wasn't it her I was calling? Seeing that she didn't turn around, Aragorn walked over excitedly and before Ms. Huang could react, he hugged her tightly in his arms, "Vivian, I finally found you. You are more beautiful and charming than before, more beautiful than a blooming pomegranate!
Do you know? The moment I saw you just now, I felt like I was dreaming. Now that you are in my arms, I believe that the dream I have had for many years has come true..."
Just as Aragorn was still babble-ing out his heartfelt words, Ms. Huang finally squeezed her head out of his broad arms with great difficulty, took a deep breath, and her beautiful face had a distorted expression.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Who are you? You come here and want to smother me to death."
Aragorn relaxed slightly and looked at her lovingly: "No, you are not my wife, you are my bride."
"Puchi" I really couldn't help laughing out loud. I guess only foreigners can say such funny words so affectionately. Huang Tianyi covered her face and couldn't bear to see this man who looked like her father saying sweet words to her mother.
As for Tang Yi, he was a little confused. He was not present when Aragorn was recounting the past that day. He guessed that Huang Tianyi also mentioned it to him afterwards.
Only then did Ms. Huang carefully examine the handsome face so close to her, and asked doubtfully, "Who are you..."
Aragon's eyes turned red as he looked at her, "It's me, Alfonso Henrique de Bourbon-I Aragon, your long lost love."
After thinking for a moment, he added, "Back then you liked to call me hubby. Later I realized that in your heart I had already been your husband."
Ms. Huang finally came back to her senses, her expression changing unpredictably as she stared at Aragorn for a long time without saying a word.
The few of us who were standing by didn't dare to make a sound and were as obedient as quails.
The guy named Juan who was with the ambassador was so moved that his eyes were red.
I've never heard that Spanish men are so sentimental. When he saw me looking at him, he bowed gracefully and said, "I'm sorry, I'm really touched. I know Alfonso has been looking for his lover all these years and has never been married.
He always believed that God would return his lover to him. Finally, God heard his prayer and let him meet his lover.
It turns out that his beloved was so beautiful that Alfonso didn’t paint her to the tenth of her beauty.”
I don’t know whether the first sentence is true or not, but I deeply agree with the last sentence, so I nodded vigorously to show my agreement.
Picasso's followers are not worthy of painting portraits of beautiful women.
Ms. Huang finally spoke, gritting her teeth and saying, "Don't flatter yourself. I call you Lao Gong because your whole name is too hard to remember, so I only remember the last character!"
She and Huang Tianyi, mother and daughter, one memorized the first word and the other memorized the last word, they are definitely the Sleeping Dragon and the Phoenix Chick.
Aragorn didn't care at all. With red eyes and a voice full of grievance, he said: "No matter what, the way you address me is the most special. Where did you go back then? I have been looking for you for many years."
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