Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies
Chapter 1365: I'll say it all, I'll say it all!

The word "alternatives" is a little too heavy.

Bonnie didn't know how to respond for a while.

Jay, however, was very frank and took another step forward, offering to shake Bonnie's hand.

Two gentle shakes are considered a friendly handshake.

Then he let go, "You are the main character tonight, you should still have a lot to do, then I will not bother you."

He took off on his legs and headed toward the Pearson Family's garden.

Bonnie watched his back, pondering.

"What, are you looking stupid?" Max asked from the side.

Bonnie shook her head, "I don't know why, but this person feels a little familiar to me."

"Of course he's familiar, because he's ......"

Max couldn't wait to tell Bonnie about it.

But just after a start, the phone rang.

It was the maid from the other house who called.

"Mr. Pearson, come and take a look, your mother has just suddenly fainted with excitement!"

What?

Max and his mother have the best relationship, hearing this immediately calm down, "Wait, I'll come right over!"

"What's wrong with Aunt Sam, I'll go over there and see too." Bonnie was very worried.

Max refused, "You just stay here, you still have to greet the guests, I'll just go check it out."

"Then remember to let me know when Third Aunt is okay." Bonnie admonished.

Max made an OK gesture before turning around and leaving.

He rushed to the lounge tomeet Ayra.

Ayra, who was wearing a lavender modified cheongsam, was lying on the sofa with a few pale faces. "Mom, what's wrong with you?" Max asked.

Ayra forced out a smile, "It's okay, I just couldn't stand still just now, maybe I'm a bit hypoglycemic." Hearing this, Max immediately turned his attention to the servants, "What's wrong with all of you."

"It's not like it has anything to do with them, so don't get mad." Ayra frowned a little.

Max won't listen to it.

How does it matter?

"If they usually cooked with a little more sugar, would you still have low blood sugar!"

Ayra: "......"

This silly son!

After a good deal of talk, Max finally let the maid go.

Ayra also said she was still a little dizzy and wanted to rest a little longer.

"Then you can lie down in the lounge, we'll all go out, just shout if you need anything, there's someone at the door." Max said with concern.

After speaking, this is when he and the maids walked out.

When he reached the door, Max directly put away his naive appearance and beckoned the maid to follow him to the end of the corridor outside the lounge.

Leaning against the window, he lit himself a cigarette.

Green and white smoke lingered, obscuring Max's handsome features.

His voice became all oligarchic and calm, "Say, what's going on."

The maid lowered her head and snapped her fingers hard, "It's just...... low blood sugar."

"Do you really think I'm stupid?" Max sneered, "At least I grew up in a medical family, although I have no interest in medical science, but I still have basic common sense."

Before the banquet started, Old Mr. Pearson was worried that everyone would be too busy, so he took snacks to pamper their stomachs.

This is not even an hour after eating it, the absorbed sugar is not digested.

What kind of low blood sugar?

"Tell the truth, I won't tell my mother, and if you lie to me, I'll fire you and have you thrown out of Capital!" Max threatened.

The maid was terrified, "No, Mr. Pearson, I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything!"