When good things happen, Vivian finally remembers her long-forgotten friend, Rose.

Leaning lazily on the most comfortable sofa in the Peach Blossom Pavilion, Vivian narrowed her eyes like a kitten, and Rose almost couldn't resist touching her head.

"Rose, I want to drink peach blossom wine." Vivian's voice was much clearer than in front of others, adding a bit of the vitality she should have at her age.

The light above suddenly lit up, and then came a woman's soft and soft voice: "You ungrateful Wolf, forgetting friends by beauty. You forgot your best friend as soon as you got married. You came here today with great difficulty just for my precious peach blossom wine." "

While complaining, the woman still took out two porcelain vases from the wine cabinet, "Here, that's all. Your Mr.Steven probably has never seen you drunk, has he?"

When this was mentioned, Vivian, who was looking at Rose pouring the wine with longing eyes, suddenly had a bitter face. "Sorry, she really has seen it." She got drunk that day just because she was in a bad mood, but she didn't realize she had drunk too much. The worst part was that she was caught red-handed by Raymond, who ate it all up without leaving any residue.

And the old butler at home, at first glance very kind, but after getting to know him better, you'll find that he's definitely not a simple old man.

House of Steven's water was deeper than she had imagined.

Sensing her friend's hesitation, Rose quickly leaned back on her, "Look at your little frown... Could it be that your married life is not happy? Is Raymond really as terrifying as the rumors say?"

Vivian laughed, and in front of Rose, her best friend who had been with her since childhood, she had no need to pretend to be strong or hide her thoughts: "Not only Raymond is difficult, but House of Johnson is tough too."

Especially Raymond, who is gloomy, unpredictable, and highly skilled. How many words could not describe him...

"Oh?" Rose took a small sip of peach wine and paused. "You're really miserable. It turns out that House of Johnson alone is enough for you." Now there's also Raymond, a man who's not to be underestimated.

Vivian, who had drunk a lot, gradually opened up and told Rose all the things that had happened at House of Johnson and House of Steven during this period.

In particular, Nicole has brought her ex-boyfriend to ruin her reputation, and there are all kinds of annoying things about the mother and daughter teaming up to seize her biological mother's belongings.

"I said it long ago, Nicole, that naughty girl, is a white lotus, and her mother is a perfect white lotus, and together they are a pair of unparalleled flowers."

Rose lit a cigarette, gave her a glance and said thoughtfully, "Yes, after all these years, it's time for you to act, isn't it?"

Vivian did not respond immediately. She picked up her glass and took a few sips of the wine, the mellow and mild peach blossom wine slowly slid down her mouth to her throat and finally to her stomach as if it were a natural progression.

She knew that all these years Rose had been heartbroken about her suffering at House of Johnson, but she also knew that some things couldn't be rushed.

Rose was also very understanding. When she saw her friend avoid talking about these things, she stopped persistently asking and instead presented some prepared materials:

"Here are some recent materials from famous galleries at home and abroad. Please get familiar with them. Besides..." "

As she spoke, she pulled out a golden business card from her file bag and handed it to Vivian. "This is Richard, the famous gallery agent. You know how many people have fought so hard to get one of his business cards. I have put in a lot of effort to get it for you. I'm sure you will need it later."

Vivian took the stuff without looking at it, put it directly into her Gucci handbag, zipped it up, and teased:

"Rose is still so straightforward in doing things, but I don't know which guy will have the chance to marry you to save the house in the future. I guess he must have saved the galaxy in his previous life."

Rose raised her apricot eyebrows and said crossly, "No need for a house protection, but I'm quite interested in snatching John from your damned stepmother and kicking him out!"

"Amazing, my sister." Vivian couldn't help sighing at her boldness: "Although the relationship is a bit chaotic, I'll still wait and see, and it's best not to disappoint me." With a smile, she stood up, took her bag and opened the door to leave.

It was already the early hours of the morning when he returned to House of Steven.

So exhausted that Vivian didn't even take a bath, she fell asleep on the sofa in the bedroom.

She slept until sunset the next day when she felt someone playing with her hair, causing her pain.

She woke up and, with sleepy eyes, saw Raymond sitting leisurely by the sofa, tugging at her hair.

"Why are you here!" "Vivian asked, frowning, still not fully awake.

When Raymond heard her say this, he threw away his hair and said coldly, "This is my home."

Vivian, knowing she was in the wrong, did not dwell on it and asked directly, "What is it?"

Raymond raised his eyebrows and said bluntly, "John wants to see you, saying he misses his precious daughter." Thinking of John blocking his office, Raymond's face darkened again.

If it weren't for the fact that he was Vivian's father...

Vivian was upset, "My dear daughter? He came to me. What good things could there be..."

Raymond was not very interested in the House of Johnson. He gave her a sideways glance and walked towards the study.

Vivian's phone ran out of power. When she turned it on, she saw more than twenty missed calls, all from John, which shocked her so much that she almost threw the phone away.

She was astonished that he had never called her in over twenty years of her life. Was he going to make up for it all at once today? How ridiculous it is!

Vivian, who had not intended to deal with it, thought of John's shamelessness and was sure to come straight to the company to arrest her.

She had just established herself at House of Steven and could not let John ruin her image.

With no other choice, she called back: "What's wrong?"

"Good daughter," she said. John didn't care at all about Vivian's coldness, playing the family card, but didn't know that Vivian was horrified by his voice, goosebumps falling all over the floor.

Before she could pick up the goosebumps, she heard John say, "Your birthday is coming up and Dad wants to see you. Do you have anything to eat?"

Vivian blurted out unflattering, "Well, it will be my birthday in ten months. It's really coming soon." How much effort does it take to come up with such an unconvincing excuse?