CHAPTER 864: CHAPTER 864: THE CRAWFORD FAMILY’S LITTLE PRINCESS, WILLOW CRAWFORD

The rear car window did not slide down either, making the people inside appear deep and mysterious.

Master Zayne, the high monk, wasn’t in a hurry, waiting with a cheerful smile.

Just then, one of the attendants inside spoke, "My master says, ’Ah, it’s Master Zayne, I’ve heard much about you.’ "

Master Zayne chuckled; he had decided that he liked this kid...because he has good taste!

"Benefactor, it seems we are indeed fated to meet. How about this, today, I’ll give you a free fortune reading."

"My master says that a fortune reading from Master Zayne is worth a fortune, so how could my master let you do it for free?"

Master Zayne nodded, see, this one appreciates value.

"If you really feel uncomfortable, you could invite me to a meal, hehe."

"My master said, how could one meal suffice? Has Master Zayne heard of the Phoenix Plume Pavilion?"

What does that mean?

With Serena’s previous experience in mind, Master Zayne suddenly felt uneasy.

"The Phoenix Plume Pavilion is a place where men spend fortunes, a single lady inside is worth a kingdom. With Master Zayne traveling here today, it’s truly fateful for my master. He has already spent a fortune to invite the most beautiful and best top women to serve Master Zayne well tonight."

"..."

Master Zayne looked at the sleek rear car window, as if he could feel a pair of deep, narrow eyes inside, like two cold abysses, almost drawing him in.

Without saying a word, Master Zayne turned and ran.

"Master, why are you leaving? The girls are here, and today you’ll definitely get to break some rules and enjoy!"

The charming ladies of the Phoenix Plume Pavilion rushed out and grabbed Master Zayne.

Master Zayne hurriedly refused, "Let me go, help, I am a monk, Amitabha."

But it was too late to call on Buddha now; a girl had already impatiently planted a big red lip print on his face...

Master Zayne, "..."

It’s over, he’s broken his vow!

It’s over, he’s defiled!

Master Zayne was dragged into the Phoenix Plume Pavilion, looking back every few steps, inwardly lamenting how he was bullied by this couple.

The day of disaster, what an utter disgrace!

But, the monk’s revenge story, ten years is not too late, in the future, he will surely have a good talk with their fine son, the Dragon Scion!

Hmph!

...

Stella came, at night, Serena took Stella to roam the streets.

She had given birth to three children, and had been very busy lately, plus both Caden and Pip weren’t clingy seemingly having endless important things to do, only Stella was truly her little cotton jacket.

Stella had always been with Seraphina, so tonight she was out playing with mommy.

On the bustling street, Stella wore a pink princess dress and was blowing bubbles with bubble water in her hand.

The bubbles flew far with the gentle breeze, appearing multi-colored under the brilliant neon lights.

Giggling.

Stella laughed happily.

Passersby saw little Stella and collectively exclaimed, "Oh my, whose adorable child is that? So pretty, she’s already so beautiful, who knows how stunning she will grow to be, captivating the whole country."

"Mommy~ Mommy~"

Little Stella called in her sweet voice, rushing to hug Serena’s leg.

Today Serena wore a rainbow-colored lace sweater, a bright and cheerful color, with her pure black hair flowing down, slung a little Chanel bag over her shoulder, slim and lively, naturally drawing all eyes on them.

Such a high-looking mother-daughter pair attracted everyone’s attention.

Serena bent down, holding little Stella in her arms, giving her little face a kiss, "Did Stella have fun today?"

"Fun~ Fun~" Stella tilted her head, gazing at Serena, "Mommy, are you unhappy?"

"Not at all~"

Stella cupped Serena’s face with her small hands, "Mommy, don’t be sad, daddy’s not dead, grandma says so too, plus I can feel that he’s with us right now~"

Serena’s heart was filled with warmth; when Hayden Crawford got into trouble, she firmly believed he was still alive, and she wasn’t alone.

Everyone around her felt the same, believing Hayden was still alive.

She doesn’t need any sadness or consolation because life goes on, they all have to bravely look forward, she only needs strength.

Right now, everyone around her provided her with this strength.

Serena nodded firmly, "Yes, mommy also believes daddy is alive, when he returns, our family of five will be together again, never to part."

"Great~ Great~" Stella clapped happily.

"Stella, actually your daddy has already named you, he used the character ’Hua’, so you’re called Willow Crawford."

’Hua’, a description of a woman beautiful enough to overthrow a kingdom, little Willow Crawford, now a budding beauty, who knows how many young noblemen she will captivate when she grows up.

Serena suddenly felt emotional, as if her story with Mr. Crawford was coming to an end, and a new era for the children was beginning.

Willow Crawford was the Crawford family’s little pearl in their palm, with two brotherly fans who adored their sister, making her a true little princess.

But, who knows what kind of people this little princess will meet, what stories she will play out.

"Willow, great, great, I love this name, from now on mommy can call me Willow." Little Willow was a crowd-pleaser.

Being with this little cotton jacket, Serena’s mood greatly improved, at this time they reached a bus stop, and a bus halted, the driver called out, "Get on quick if you’re going home, this is the last bus, the final trip home!"

Little Willow’s eyes lit up, "Mommy, this bus is so big, it looks so cool, can we get on?"

Little Willow usually traveled by private car, so she found the bus novel.

Serena certainly couldn’t refuse little Willow’s request, she nodded, "Sure~"

Serena boarded the bus holding little Willow, inserted a coin, then sat at a window seat.

This spot felt familiar; she had sat here years ago in Bayside, riding a bus just like this, Hayden driving a sports car chasing after her.

Then, it was also the last bus home, now she was taking her daughter for the ride.

Little Stella enjoyed herself greatly, also felt exhausted, Serena wiped her sweat and let her drink some water, shortly Stella fell asleep in her mommy’s arms.

Serena kissed her daughter’s forehead, then lifted her eyes, her limpid eyes falling on the bus window, where she saw a familiar figure, still tall and upright.