Unwillingness

Isla returned to the villa and saw Hany her mom sitting in the living room arranging flowers. She hugged her, pouting, "Mommy, why do you use my Tea to entertain guests?"

Mom caressed her cheek lovingly. The smile on her face was as gentle as water, and her voice was full of delicate and soft charm. "Mr. Axel Ash has a distinguished status. Your father's cooperation with him has already reached the second half of the stage. It's suitable for entertaining distinguished guests. Why, aren't you happy?"

Hany started as an opera artist when she was young. Now in her forties, she still looks like an unbeatable beauty.

When she has grown up completely because of her parents' advantages. Her beauty is unique, and her pleasing skin is enough to make people marvel.

At this moment, she looked melancholy, "No."

She couldn't describe what it felt like.

Mom reacted, "Did you just see Mr Ash?"

"Well, I saw him." The unforgettable feeling of surprise still echoed in her heart for a long time, and she knew that it was just an instinct for the man's beauty. People always like beautiful things. She had been like this since she was a child.

Mom had been married to Hong Kong City for many years, and she occasionally mixes Cantonese expressions into her sentences. Isla rarely saw her mother praise others, so this was considered a high degree of praise.

Isla felt a little dissatisfied, "Mommy, you have never praised Mark like this."

Mom smiled and helped her tuck her hair behind her ears, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and it doesn't matter whether mommy praises him or not. Honey, the person you like is good."

"Mommy, I'm going back to the room first." The window of Isla's room faces the entrance of the Guest house.

She sat in the rocking chair by the window, holding her chin in silence for a long time, until she saw her dad and Axel walking out. Isla ran downstairs in fluffy slippers and ran through the backyard.

She did not expect to meet Ash when she came out.

As if you were specifically waiting for him?

Isla paused hesitantly, and finally moved towards his direction, "Mr. Ash."

Ash's mysterious red eyes were filled with imperceptible gentleness, and his voice was low and soft, a bit affectionate. "According to Mr. Fisher, the family has a good environment. I wonder if it would be convenient for Miss Isla to take me around here."

His voice seemed to be beguiling and made people feel numb. Isla thought this request was not too difficult, so she readily agreed but did not dare to get too close to him. She took the lead and said, "Okay, let's stand in front of the house first. Let's take a stroll around the garden."

Ash stepped up to catch up with her, his posture was elegant and calm, and the corners of his mouth curved with an unknown meaning, "I see that the layout of this garden is unique compared to other buildings in the Fisher family. I don't know what the meaning of this structure is."

Isla always kept a distance from him.

"I can't remember exactly. I remember that my dad and I went to someone's house. I thought the architecture there was unique and classical. When I returned, I asked my dad to help me imitate a small garden like this. But that was all when I was a kid. "

 'Cannot remember.'

Ash's voice was low and inaudible, and the uncontrollable disappointment in the wolf's mysterious red eyes was fleeting. The wolf tightly concealed all his emotions. He said quietly, "It seems that Miss Isla likes this kind of building."

Isla nodded, "I like it. There is no such building in the port city, and my garden only has its form but not its spirit." Yes, in terms of heritage and style, there is no mansion in the capital that can compare to Ash's mansion.

Ash looked at the slender figure in front of him, his gentle smile hiding a bit of sadness, "There are many such buildings in the capital. If Miss Isla likes them, she might as well try to settle in the capital in the future."

Isla stopped and looked back, with doubts in her eyes. The next second, she smiled, "Mr. Ash came to Hong Kong City to discuss business with my father. Didn't he also take a fancy to the market in Hong Kong City? Would Mr. Ash want to settle here?"

The mysterious wolf looked cryptic, "If it's possible."

Isla didn't quite understand what he meant. "With Mr. Ash's current status, it will be easy to do whatever he wants."

Wolf was helpless, "But I don't have the right to take the initiative."

Isla could not understand his helplessness. She felt that the topic should stop here and should not continue to delve deeper. She continued to move forward, "Mr. Ash, do you want to see our garden?"

Wolf inhaled her smell lowered his voice and said, "I want to." He wanted to see the place where she lived and all the traces of her journey.

Isla walked in front with a graceful figure and talked eloquently, "Everyone in Hong Kong says that my dad is smart and good at business, but outsiders don't know what he is like in private. The 1,314 red roses in the garden are all my dad. I planted it myself just to make my mommy smile."

The most affectionate person she had ever met was her father.

Ash's gaze fell on her directly and wantonly, "Your mom has a deep love for you, and her music plays harmoniously. She is enviable."

She turned around, his face was smiling, and his brows were unintentionally charming, "Don't talk about Mr. Ash, I'm jealous of her."

Wolf naturally changed the topic, "I heard that Miss Isla and Mr. Mark are engaged. Is Miss Isla happy?"