Gluey Love Between Us

Martin glanced at the desk but didn't move.

His phone kept ringing.

Giada looked up at him and urged him to answer the phone. "Go and answer it."

Martin smiled faintly and stared at her face. "I don't want to answer it. I just want to hug you like this."

"Martin, I find that you are more and more like a child." Giada looked at him with a smile.

She couldn't bear to see his affectionate gaze. He was too bad!

"Well, I don't care. Anyway, I won't feel embarrassed in front of you." Martin gently held her hand with his slender fingers. Looking at the ring on her finger, he suddenly remembered something. "Gia, what about the ring? What kind of ring do you like?"

Giada suddenly remembered that she had something to tell him. "Martin, I forgot to tell you something. You don't have to buy the wedding rings. Let's use the rings given by the old lady on the wedding."

"How could this be?" Martin looked at Giada. She was in her prime, and she looked so energetic and pretty.

"Why not? I like this pair of rings. I think it can bring us good luck." Giada looked down at the ring on her finger.

It was shining brightly under the sun.

She always felt that it was very mysterious.

"Really?" Martin also looked down at the ring on his finger. The size was very suitable for his finger, and he felt very strange.

"Gia, I'll order a pair of diamond rings. We can wear them in ordinary times. What do you think?"

Giada nodded with a smile and did not object to his decision. "Okay, anyway, I like this ring. I will not take it off so easily."

"Gia, what else do you want for the wedding? You can tell me. I'll prepare for it in the next year." Martin looked at her fair face gently.

However, she blushed when she heard this.

She was really easy to be shy.

Giada looked up at him and felt puzzled. "Isn't there a year left? Why do you suddenly mention this?"

"Ha-ha..." Martin smiled and said, "Fool, a year will pass by very quickly."

Giada was stunned. There was still one year left, and they could do lots of things this year. Why did he think so much?

"Martin, since you asked me, I'll tell you. I want to hold the wedding in a place with many roses. It's better to be a rose manor. You know that I like red roses."

Many people liked purple lavender, but she always liked roses and lotus.

"I know." Martin's voice was a little hoarse. He smiled gently, which was very eye-catching. Giada was a little embarrassed and looked away. He was so handsome that her heart beat wildly. "Is there anything else? Gia?" What she wanted was too simple.

He could do this. He would ask his assistant to find a place the next day. He wanted to plant roses on his own and give her a surprise.

Giada thought for a moment, but she really couldn't think of anything else.

"Martin, I'll tell you when I have a new idea."

"Okay." Martin smiled. Then he got up to get his phone and took the diary with him by the way. For him, it was still useful.

He wanted to record their life after they got married.

Looking at the snow outside the window, he felt that Victor gave him a year on purpose. He knew that Victor wouldn't accept him so easily. But it wasn't a big deal. After all, he would spend the rest of his life with Gia.

He casually picked up the phone on the table and glanced at it. He knew that it was his father calling him.

Martin did not call him back, because knew what his father was going to do.

Martin took a look at his schedule at the end of the year. Even if he didn't come to the company in the following days, everything would be all right. He would be busier the next year, and two TV dramas were about to be shot. Moreover, Boris went to meet Candace and got a new script.

Candace's script was very popular, and ordinary people couldn't get it.

Boris's mother was Candace's friend. It was easy for him to get the script.

There was no problem with the investment.

Therefore, he would prepare a rose manor for her as soon as possible.

He lowered his head and quickly sent a message to his assistant, asking him to find a place.

As soon as he sent the message, his phone rang again.

It was his mother calling him, so he answered it.

"Mom."

"Martin, why didn't you answer your father's phone call?" Anabel did not blame Martin. She thought that he would be busy at the company that day.

"Does he have anything to say?" He was a little surprised that they were together. Had his mother forgiven his father?

"Nothing. We just want you to bring Gia back for dinner tonight. Mrs. Alwynn has treated you to a meal for several times, and you are about to get married."

"What's more, I've got closer to Eden because of your relationship with Gia. We've become very close friends."

Martin understood what she meant, and he glanced at Gia who was looking down at the book. Thinking of the banquet that night, he said, "Mom, we can't go back tonight. There is a banquet at River City Restaurant. Can we eat together tomorrow night?"

"Okay, just call me before you come back so that I can prepare for it."

"Okay, mom!"

Hanging up the phone, Martin looked at Giada and asked for her opinion. "Gia, go to my house for dinner tomorrow night. My mother wants to see you."

Giada raised her head and nodded at him. "Okay."

Seeing her nod without hesitation, he smiled faintly and gracefully.

Everyone had a good time at the evening party.

Boris and Marquis were both quite open and casual. The atmosphere was extremely lively because of them. The noise in the banquet hall was annoying. Martin and Giada were sitting together and chatting. The noise couldn't affect their affection, and they could only see each other.

"Twinkle twinkle little star..." After getting drunk, Boris and Marquis staggered to them.

"Gia, let's go and have fun. Look, they're all crazy. What the hell are they singing? Ha-ha, how childish!" Boris was so drunk that he couldn't speak fluently.

Giada looked at him helplessly. His face was red, and his eyes were blurred. She could smell alcohol on his breath, and she said with a frown, "Boris, drink less. No one will send you back later. Moreover, you're the one who sing the song."

"Hey, Gia, are you kidding? How could I sing such a childish song?" Boris giggled.