Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife novel Chapter 333

Ivan waved his hand at Debbie. "No, that's okay. I'll take Piggy with me. She can charm my client over dinner."

Debbie was surprised. 'Charm your client over dinner?' she wondered. "No, no. She's a kid. Kids are cute, but..."

"Never mind. Just leave everything to me. You have enough to worry about," Ivan assured her as he patted her shoulder.

Since he insisted, Debbie nodded and said a warm maternal goodbye to her daughter before leaving the office with Ruby.

Luckily, her daughter was easy to manage. She did what she was told, and wasn't very clingy. Otherwise it would be hard for Debbie to balance family and career.

In the evening, a black Rolls-Royce pulled up in front of the entrance to a five-star restaurant downtown.

The driver got out of the car and opened the backseat door. A man dressed in an expensive grey suit got out and straightened his clothing. Then he poked his head into the car and, when he emerged, he was carrying a little girl wearing a pink bubble skirt.

Her black hair was braided fashionably. Holding a limited edition doll in her hands, she curiously scanned her new digs. Expensive restaurants were nothing if not opulent, and that applied to the outside as well. She took in everything with a pair of big, bright eyes.

"Wow, what a beautiful little princess!" someone passing by on the street was moved to remark.

"Yeah, no kidding! That bubble skirt is designer threads. Over thirty thousand! I sure can't afford that," said another.

"I just want to hug that girl. Her face is so cute."

As people were eagerly commenting on her beauty, they saw the man whisper something in the girl's ear, making her giggle.

The group of people erupted in audible wonder, with gasps, oohs, and ahhs. The smile on the girl's face was like a blossom flower in spring, healing everyone's heart. "She's so cute! I'm her fan now."

"Is that guy her dad? I don't see the family resemblance. Still, he's a good-looking guy."

Ivan kept a calm face as he heard everyone talking. He was used to it. This little girl always attracted so much attention each time they went out. He wasn't surprised—because he was fond of this lovely girl. He still didn't want kids, but he had to admit it was nice to carry her.

Quickly enough, the manager of the restaurant came out and ushered Ivan inside.

The restaurant was luxuriously decorated. Piggy ran her big eyes over the whole place to see if there was anything interesting. There was, but not necessarily to a child. There was a very serious-looking bar area, with colorful bottles aesthetically arranged. She could see works of art in wood and iron. There were lamps that were made to look like vines hanging from the ceiling. They were polished to a fine sheen, and had abstract leaves as a motif. The colors were red and gold.

Then the manager led them to a shiny carved black table next to a window. A man dressed in a dark-colored designer suit was already sitting there, waiting for his business partner. This well-appointed gentleman was on his phone when Ivan arrived.

Hearing footsteps from behind, Carlos turned around and saw a man coming nearer with a little girl in his arms.

He was a little taken aback when he noticed the little one. He had never talked important business with a client who would bring a kid along. That was certainly out of the ordinary, but he wasn't sure if it was a deal-breaker.

But when he carefully studied the girl's face, he felt she looked quite familiar. He had the oddest feeling he knew her.

Carlos was so lost in her large eyes that he totally forgot his phone call. Ivan reached out his right hand to shake, but he didn't even notice it. His full attention was drawn to the little girl.

"Hello!" Piggy suddenly said in a cute voice, snapping Carlos back to his senses.

Realizing his impropriety, Carlos let out a light cough and quickly ended the call. Then he stood up, took Ivan's hand and shook it firmly. "Are you Mr. Wen? I'm sorry. Please have a seat."