Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

There is no big business for Blanca Roach to do at the studio for the time being, and Matthew Grant does not allow her to work hard, and she is not active in her work lately.

Alice went to the garden with the maid to pick strawberries, Matthew Grant worked upstairs, and Blanca Roach was lying on the sofa to brush Twitter.

“Cecelia is pregnant and her father is suspected to be the chairman of a certain group.

When she saw the headline of this article, Blanca Roach cursed at the nonsense. She thought that even if Cecelia was pregnant, it had to be Laurel’s.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

When Blanca Roach was shooting a commercial before, she thought they were too good for each other, both of them were fairy faces, and she was most impressed by this pair.

She didn’t take this seriously, and quickly brushed through this microblogging brush before also pointing out the report, the option is rumor-mongering.

Just a short while later, this article hit the headlines, the heat continues unabated, and the parties involved Cecelia has not come out to respond to the matter.

Blanca Roach felt her bulging pregnant belly and thought, as a pregnant woman, she must be anxious and angry if she is being rumored like this, which is definitely not good for her baby.

Blanca Roach has always been empathetic towards pregnant women, previously to Selina and now to Cecelia, who has not yet clarified whether she is really pregnant, but Blanca Roach believes it.

But she didn’t believe that the father of the child would be the chairman of a certain group.

Looking at the comments below the Weibo, Blanca Roach was really anxious, how come Cecelia did not come forward to explain ah.

After a long time of speculation and gossip, Blanca Roach didn’t dare to read any further, she was afraid that she would have to wait for the truth or something.

As she was about to quit Twitter, dialog boxes popped up all over social media and her phone beeped with the exciting headline: “Laurel posts.

“Laurel posted that they will hold a charity gala next week to donate $50 million to children in remote areas in the name of their children!

“Laurel!” Blanca Roach sat up from the couch and almost jumped up.

Matthew Grant was coming down from the second floor when he heard Blanca Roach’s excited cheer downstairs, but it was another man’s name that was spoken.

Propped up on the stair railing and with one hand in his pocket, Matthew Grant just stood there, watching to see when the little woman would take a break from someone else’s happy event to see him.

“Ahem, Laurel?”

Hearing Matthew Grant’s cough, Blanca Roach came running over with light feet excitedly saying.

“Laurel is having a charity gala next week, can we come along?”

“No.” Matthew Grant feigned coolness and bad manners.

Blanca Roach’s eyebrows tangled together and her hand grabbed Matthew Grant’s coat and shook it around, begging, “Matthew Grant ~ husband ~ Matthew ~ baby daddy …”

Matthew Grant’s face is stinky, can not coax the kind of, “you like Laurel?”

“Of course not.” Blanca Roach blinked rapidly, elfish: “I only like Matthew Grant.”

“Then wouldn’t it be nice to stay home and watch me?”

Matthew Grant’s jealousy soared to the heavens, and Blanca Roach, seeing this, began to play the trick, tucking into Matthew Grant’s arms and playing the poor girl, saying miserably.

“Cecelia has a baby, Matthew, you even have to eat this jealousy …”

“Well, but it doesn’t say you’re not allowed to go.”

Matthew Grant loosened up and Blanca Roach looked up at him expectantly, “What’s the request? I’ll get on it.”

“Oh? Such a big sacrifice?”

“Uh-huh.” Blanca Roach, still unaware of the treacherous road ahead, kept nodding her head.

Matthew Grant suddenly bent down and picked Blanca Roach up, turned back and walked upstairs: “Then I’ll be polite!”

“Hey, Matthew Grant, I didn’t promise this!” Blanca Roach’s heart silently shed noodle tears, forcibly robbed the people’s daughter la …