Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot-Chapter 398 - : 153: Sylvia Thompson went crazy with jealousy and broke the scene on the spot!_3

Chapter 398: 153: Sylvia Thompson went crazy with jealousy and broke the scene on the spot!_3

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The spring breeze blew gently, and although the sun had set, the neon lights along the street added a different charm to the city.

Viola Thompson leisurely rode her bicycle.

The lights stretched her shadow a bit long.

At that moment, she noticed a moped parked by the side of the road.

Viola slightly frowned and stopped her bicycle, moving the moped to the non-motor vehicle parking area across the street.

The moped was locked.

Viola wasn’t in a hurry. She took a small black hairpin from her hair.

Click.

And just like that, the lock was opened.

On the opposite side of the street.

A young couple was walking.

“Uncle, aren’t you too stingy! A one-yuan instant coffee, and you actually gave it to me!”

The woman took a sip of the instant coffee in her cup, her face full of disbelief.

By her side was none other than the man known as the most frugal in Capital City, the 9th son of the White family.

The young woman was the daughter of Mr. White’s sister.

Flora Tiarks.

“Just be grateful you have coffee to drink. In the last century, people were so hungry they could only eat grass roots, trees ”

Before he could finish, Flora interrupted, “Enough, enough, I get it! Instant coffee is fine, at least it’s better than nothing.”

Mr. White continued, “Remember to take some anti-diarrhea medicine when you get back.”

“Why?” Flora asked with a bewildered expression.

“Because I’m not sure if expired coffee will cause diarrhea.”

Flora spit out the coffee in her mouth, “Am I really your niece?”

“The instant coffee was nearing its expiration date, three packs for one yuan, much cheaper than the regular one. But I bought it and forgot to drink it.” Mr. White’s face showed pain as he spoke, “However, it shouldn’t be an issue, counting today, it hasn’t been more than half a month past its expiration!”

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have treated Flora to coffee.

As long as Flora could drink it without getting diarrhea, he could rest assured and drink the remaining two packs himself.

He wasn’t worried about diarrhea; he checked with a pharmacy, diarrhea medicine was actually more expensive than one packet of coffee!

Flora became more annoyed, “Uncle, why are you so frugal? You’re saving money but refusing to spend it, do you think you can take it with you to the afterlife?”

Isn’t the purpose of life to eat well, drink well, and enjoy yourself!

Who could believe that such a stingy man was actually ranked second on the list of Chinese tycoons, his fortune exceeding the third by four digits.

“This isn’t being stingy,” Mr. White said seriously, “The Earth is carrying a heavy burden, and we should all save energy for it.”

Flora: ” ”

It was impressive that someone could make frugality sound so lofty and refined!

Flora continued, “By the way, Uncle, why didn’t you drive today?”

“Gasoline has risen to 10 yuan per liter, filling up now costs 40 yuan more than usual, it’s not worth it.”

To save money, Mr. White bought a general Volkswagen as his transportation.

Because Volkswagens could use 92-type gasoline.

Did you know that luxury cars use 98-type gasoline, which is several yuan more expensive per liter than 92-type?

Flora: ” ” She shouldn’t have asked!

At that moment, Flora saw someone pushing her moped by the roadside.

Flora’s face changed.

“Damn! Someone is stealing my bike!”

“Stop! Don’t move!” Flora walked over and directly grabbed the girl’s wrist, “You look so pretty, but you’re doing something so ugly!”

“You misunderstood, I didn’t steal the bike,” Viola spoke calmly, “you ”

Before she could finish, Flora interrupted, “What do you mean ‘you’? You stole the bike and won’t admit it! Uncle, call the police quickly!”

After speaking, she added, “Don’t worry, the police hotline is free.”

Mr. White took out his phone, ready to dial the police hotline, when an exasperated voice came through the air.

It was somewhat pleasant.

“Kid, don’t you know this is a Blind Aid Path?”

The voice sounded somewhat familiar.

Mr. White took a few steps forward and saw a familiar face.

It was her!

The little girl from the Thompson Clan.

“Blind Aid Path?” Flora had a puzzled expression.

She was unfamiliar with the term.

Mr. White quickly walked over, “The Blind Aid Path is a path designed to help blind people walk. Flora, you’re in the wrong here, let go quickly!”

Flora, hearing the phrase “Blind Aid Path” for the first time, was bewildered.

Viola pointed to a blind man approaching them in the distance, “Look over there.”

Flora raised her head to look.

A blind man was walking with a white cane on the brick road marked with red bumps, groping his way towards them.

His steps were difficult.

Flora was smart and quickly understood. The protruding red bricks on the pedestrian path were not decorative patterns, but were in fact Blind Aid Paths.