The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye) novel Chapter 1735

Zion also frowned slightly. Although he couldn't hear the sound of the engine of the car, Evangeline's mood had changed. So someone was coming?

He glanced at Evangeline and she immediately understood. She dashed straight into the room.

Zion stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. It seemed that he was just looking into the distance. He didn't think about anything, but his beautiful eyes were emotionless.

When the car arrived at the gate of the villa, the conspicuous car plate number made Zion slightly flash, but he didn't do anything. On the contrary, Sissaye ran out when she heard the sound of the car. When she saw that it was Carlson, she couldn't help but be surprised.

"Dad? Why are you here?"

Looking at his daughter wearing an apron at this time, Carlson's eyes were a little distressed.

"You got up so early to cook for that brat? You don't even be so filial to me as your father."

"Dad..."

Sissaye's face was a little flushed. She subconsciously glanced at Sissaye's room and saw Zion standing by the window. She could not help but be shocked.

Carlson had clearly seen it as well.

His eyes narrowed slightly. He waved his hand and let Sissaye leave first. He did not allow her to get close to him. He got up alone and went upstairs to Zion's room.

Zion looked at Carlson and went back to his room. He opened the door and welcomed him in.

Carlson glanced at Zion and motioned for him to close the door. Then, he walked into the room and sat down casually.

Although it was said to be casual, the momentum of the superiors these years could not be restrained.

Looking at Zion's calm demeanor, he couldn't help but sigh and say, "Sit."

"I just got up and feel a little uncomfortable. I'll stand up for a while."

Zion's words stunned Carlson, but he didn't force him. He just whispered, "I heard that you've confirmed your relationship with Evangeline?"

"This is my personal matter, Uncle Mo."

Zion's 'Uncle Mo' made Carlson feel a little uncomfortable.

"You're here to exchange me for a favor for that girl? I remember that you didn't call me Uncle Mo since you were fourteen."

Carlson's eyes were a little complicated.

He had watched this child grow up on his own. It was more accurate to say that the child was raised by him as a son rather than a subordinate.

Over the years, Zion had spent more time with him than Zion's parents. He had become more and more intimate after he gave birth to his youngest son.

He always thought that Zion knew his intention, but now he chose Evangeline, which made Carlson feel a little uncomfortable and unwilling.

"What's wrong with Sissaye?"

"She's good in everything, but I just regard her as my sister."

Zion was such a person. Before he confirmed a relationship with her, he didn't say anything. If he established a relationship with her, he couldn't have any misunderstandings. He couldn't have an affair with her. This was the least respect for him and his girlfriend.

Seeing that he was so determined, Carlson couldn't help but ask, "Is there no other possibility? Maybe we can take a turn..." "Uncle Mo, what are you looking for me for today?"

Zion didn't think that Carlson was an idle person who would come to him for such a trivial matter.

Seeing that Zion had changed the topic, Carlson was a little dissatisfied. However, after all, he was the one who watched him grow up. He said gloomily, "You don't even allow me to speak now? Are you your uncle or me?"

Zion frowned slightly.

He knew that Carlson would know about the gun sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be so early. Now that he heard Carlson's question, Zion didn't have much of a reaction. He said lightly, "It's not a matter of trust or not. I'm just curious. My gun has always been under strict supervision. Except for me, no one can touch it. How could someone do something to my gun? It's obvious that the person is capable of doing something to me under strict control. So I just want to see if I can lure the snake out of its hole."

"Then have you ever suspected anyone? Or have you found any clues?"

"No."

Faced with Carlson's question, Zion looked calm. However, Carlson was so angry that he grabbed the pillow beside him and threw it at him.

"How can you still be in the mood to talk about love without any clues?"

"It's been so many years, and I haven't had much time off. Uncle Mo, I'm not a robot. What's wrong with taking a rest at this time? Besides, why can't I court? I'm not a dead person."

Zion grabbed the pillow in his hand and said with a smile. He didn't look cold at all.

Carlson felt his heart was blocked.

His good son- in- law had been taken away by someone for no reason, and now he could still talk to him with a cheeky smile. He really didn't know

whether he was bold or confident.

"What are you laughing at? Do you look like your teeth are white?"

"Whiter than Uncle Mo's teeth. Look at you who always smoking. Your teeth are turning yellow. Be careful, Auntie Su doesn't like you anymore."

Hearing Zion made fun of him, Carlson was so angry that he wanted to kick him. However, when he thought of the influence of this matter, he finally sighed and asked, "Tell me, why did Evangeline appear at the kidnapping scene? And why did you erase her traces? Do you know something?"