In the living room, Milan was sitting on the old-fashioned floral sofa, watching TV intently, while holding a bunch of vegetables in her hands. Bonnie, the Gazalin Empire's acknowledged most beautiful woman, was wearing an apron, carefully placing a tray of cakes into the oven.
Fatty was completely devastated. Though he had guessed there was a connection between Ann Lei and Milan, he didn't expect Bonnie to also be here.
This was a real death sentence.
"I'm going to check on the academy." Fatty turned around, ready to run away.
"You dare!" Mother Ann pretended to be angry and grabbed Fatty's arm. She looked at him with a smile she couldn't hide, "You haven't even entered the house properly and you're thinking of running away again? Milan and Bonnie have been waiting for you a long time, go sit on the sofa and chat with them."
