Mr. White glanced at Viola Thompson.
Confirming the source of the fragrance.
Viola poured herself a cup of Milk Tea and looked sideways at Mr. White, "Do you want to try the milk tea here, uncle?"
Because they were friends with Flora, everyone called Mr. White 'uncle' just like Flora did.
"Sure." Mr. White nodded.
Viola poured a cup for Mr. White as well.
"Thank you." Mr. White took the cup.
But when he took the cup, his fingertip accidentally touched the back of Viola's hand.
Just for an instant.
But it felt like a thunderbolt.
Tingling all over.
His heartbeat sped up as well.
Mr. White quickly took a sip of the milk tea to hide the panic in his eyes.
With a mouthful of milk tea in his stomach, the strange feeling lessened considerably.
At that moment.
Diana looked at Mr. White, "Uncle, can I ask you about your criteria for choosing a partner?"
