My Supermodel Wife

Leonard narrowed his eyes and checked Lyle's suit.

This little brother was not only very well behaved today, even his hair was dyed back to black.

What is going on?

At this moment, Lyle was standing in front of Jean, his eyes fixed on him.

This is his idol!

It was this man who threw those insulting him straight into the sea without hesitation!

Not only is he amazing, but also very handsome!

Lyle gasped with joy and rubbed his hands from time to time, like a fan meeting his idol.

At this time, Leonard walked around the long table, walked to Jean and Lyle's side, sighed inwardly, and explained. "He is my brother Lyle, the fifth young master of the Adler family!"

Jean nodded. "Then, let's sit down and eat together."

Leonard wanted to refuse, but Lyle had already taken his own seat and sat beside Jean.

He sat with his idol and was so excited that he wanted to cry!

And this sight left Lilia and Mellisa dumbfounded.

Since Lyle kept staring at Jean, the atmosphere at the dining table became a little strange.

Lilia was sitting on Jean's right, while Lyle on his left.

Throughout the dinner, Lyle's narrowed eyes never left Jean's figure.

In short, he's like a child who has never seen the wonder of the world!

After eating, the group of five returned to the living room. Leonard stayed in the kitchen to make tea, while Lyle was still sitting straight across from Jean.

He stared straight ahead, and couldn't help but lean forward for a moment, grinning. "Mr. Jean, are you... lacking an ȧssistant? What do you think of me? I can drive with my hands tied!"

Leonard. "..."

Lilia glanced at the man beside her, leaned close to him, and whispered, "Looks like you have fans too!" 

The man pursed his lips and looked at her with indulgent eyes, then grabbed her with his hand. He answered in a soft voice to Lyle, "No, I don't need one."

Lyle took an upright sitting position. "Then, what am I lacking? I…"

"Lyle!" At this moment, Leonard called out to warn him once again, and Lyle also fell silent instantly.

He curled his lips, looked at Leonard, and muttered, "I only admire Mr. Jean and want to learn from him. I'm not kidding. If you also throw bad people to sea without hesitation, then I'll adore you too!"

Jean. "..."

Leonard. "..."

Isn't his reason too absurd?

After half a second, Leonard shouted with a fluttering nose. "No kidding, I'll throw you into the sea!"

Perhaps he had never seen such a proud and powerful person like Jean since childhood.

In the Adler family territory, too many people pretended to be one but actually a coward.

Therefore, he desperately wanted to become as strong as Jean who could do whatever he wanted.

In less than five minutes, Lyle wanted to continue rambling on how he admired Jean, but then was fȯrċɨbŀƴ chased away by Leonard, finally restoring the calm in the living room.

At this moment, Lilia leaned tiredly on her man's shoulder, blinking from time to time, sleepiness invading her eyes.

Leonard, who was sitting on the opposite side, tightly locked his gaze at his phone's screen.

After reading the news, he slowly raised his eyes to look at Jean. "Jean, have you heard of Frans? Frans Ruihan?"

"Francis Ruihan?"

Jean repeated, and his deep eyes met Leonard, who both looked very deep.

He didn't answer, but looked at Lilia in his arms, and said in a low voice, "Since you are sleepy, go to the guest room upstairs for a little rest, okay?"

Lilia blinked sleepily, then nodded and said softly, "Okay, sister Mellisa will accompany me, you two talk first!"

Although she was sleepy, she could see through the meaning of Jean's words.

It was as if he wanted to talk to his future brother-in-law and didn't want her and Mellisa to eavesdrop.

Lilia turned around and pulled Mellisa out of the living room, and in an instant entered the elevator.

After the two sisters left, the man took a cigarette out of his pocket. Taking one out, he handed it to Leonard.

Jean lit his cigarette, slowly got up and walked to the window, opened it, and as he blew out the smoke he said, "I've heard of him before. In the jade industry, he was famous in his early years as a dark horse. The Widjaya family's jewelry store once had a brief working relationship with him in the jade field, but it was nothing more than two time transactions. Why are you suddenly asking about him?"

At this time, Leonard's face was serious, elbows propped on his knees, his mouth was smoking, and he looked at Jean. "Is this person good or bad? I heard that he is a terrorist!"

The man looked at Leonard with a suspicious look, then shook his head slightly as he lifted his lips. "It was just a gibberish name given to him by the outside world. He just hired a few armed security companies to protect his business."

"After all, in the past few years, all the projects he was involved in had never failed. In such a jade world, so many people lost their lives overnight. But what made Frans extraordinary was that he could cut the finest raw materials of jade whenever he encountered a rough stone."

"This is enough for people who are in the same profession to recognize him as their god. Because of that, he had established a vast network through such a channel! As for whether he is good or bad…"

At the end of the words, Jean took a sip of his cigarette. "The rough stones bought by my family from his hands were found to be artificially inferior. That is, after that time, I suspect that his reputation for transforming stones into gold was just crap."

Leonard looked surprised and raised his eyebrows and walked toward him. "So, is all the stuff he made mad fake?

"If he dared to commit a fraud like this to the Widjaya family, how did you solve the problem then?"

Jean narrowed his eyes, looked out the window, then said, "Honestly, the item he gave me at that time was completely fake. But my family's jewelry store was in the hands of my older sibling."

"I myself discovered this incident by accident while I was investigating the history between my family and the Ricardo family. Back then, my older brother never confronted him, but stopped cooperating since then."

"People involved in the jade industry generally don't have the hands to 'attack'. But Frans has a lot of connections, and even if he is threatened, there will be many people willing to help him."

"This is largely the result of a conflict of interests. Now that he has something to do with your uncle's family, you may need to check and find out their interests."

After the man finished speaking, Leonard was silent for a long time.

He didn't speak until he had finished smoking. "The Adlers own a mine that my uncle has held for years.. Before I left Bandung that year, I vaguely remember that the mine was given to my uncle by my father."