Jansen Scott, Best Daughter-in-law

Chapters. 1077. The charm!

"Alright, alright, this is just a few drops of blood, hurry up and take it!"

Widya felt embarrassed as well as helpless. He really thinks that Mr. Jansen wants that.

Now even embarrass himself.

Jansen quickly pulled out a silver needle, grabbed Widya's middle finger and stabbed her several times. He squeezed out the fresh blood and filled it in a small bottle.

After finishing everything, Jansen finally felt relieved. Then he asked, "What do you want?"

"I don't have anything to ask for, but no one doesn't like money. I want a billion, but it looks like you can't afford to give it!"

To ease the embarrassment, Widya smiled and said, "So forget it. These are just a few drops of blood, after all you have saved my life!"

"I don't like being indebted to others!"

Jansen said solemnly.

"Oh, Mr. Jansen, why are you so innocent? Tell you what, the day after tomorrow is my birthday, you celebrate my birthday, this is what I want!" widya said with a smile.

Jansen looked at his smile and was stunned. This smile was extremely pure, as if it was not contaminated by anything in this world.

This young girl is really simple.

After all, if he were to say these words to the people in the capital, no matter it was the richest person or noble family, it would definitely kneel down vigorously. "Well, your terms I have accepted for a while, you can ask me at any time!"

"Sir Jansen, I think you are very polite and considerate. Do you treat every woman like this?"

"Not really, but I have a lot of respect for most women. Actually because I was originally a daughter-in-law at home, so I used to obey!"

"You're married? Where's your wife?"

"Already gone!"

Speaking of Elena, Jansen's face was slightly moody, "I'm useless, I didn't protect her well. "

Widya stared blankly at Jansen. He really did not expect Jansen to be married. It seems like he was completely wrong to blame Mr. Jansen. He's not a basket eye at all.

"What happened to your wife?"

Widya asked again, "Pak Jansen, I realize that your personality is very interesting. Unlike other men, you don't care about anything, you are calm in everything, and when you are indifferent, you are cruel like a robot. Did your wife change you?"

"You can say it like that!"

Jansen.

"You must love your wife very much. The day after tomorrow is my birthday, take her too, I think she must be very pretty!"

"She's very pretty, and her looks and figure are very similar to yours, but she's gone, and I don't know where she's going!"

"I'm sorry!"

"It's okay. I'll find him sooner or later.. It's already night. You should rest well, be on your period, don't stay up!"

Jansen covered Widya with a blanket and went back to resting outside the door again.

Widya hugs the blanket, but her mind is full of Jansen's shadow. He suddenly felt that a grown man like Mr. Jansen was much better than Roger, who was still a child!

Attention, responsibility and understanding, the most important thing is to give people a sense of security.

Moreover, Mr. Jansen is a very loyal person, for the sake of his wife, he secretly changed himself and shouldered everything.

Suddenly, Widya became more curious about Mr. Jansen's wife. What kind of woman could make an adult uncle like this love him so much?

The next morning, Jansen takes Widya back.

Originally, she had received blood and leaving Alerka City was nothing, but she did not want to owe Widya a favor, so she chose to stay for a few more days.

Along the national highway, Jansen still carries Widya.

Widya is quite cheerful. He almost died yesterday, but he forgot about it today. He looked at the scenery around him and chattered nonstop.

"Young times are beautiful!"

Jansen could not hold his breath, thinking of Elena, Natasha, Veronica, Gracia and the others.

Each has his own mission, wants to be crazy and wants to be wild, but circumstances do not allow it anymore.

Currently, several cars drove along the national highway then stopped around Jansen.

This old man had the strength of a high-level heavenly rank. He seems old, but very energetic. However, his vision was not good, and it seemed like he had a cataract.

"Why!"

After listening to the person beside him say a few words, the old man immediately shouted.

"Grandfather!"

Widya jumped from Jansen and ran to pick up the old man.

"Why did you come here? Not coming home all night from yesterday. Grandpa was worried half dead. What's going on?"

The old man asked worriedly.

"Yesterday, yesterday!"

Widya also doesn't know how to explain it. The main reason was that he was afraid that his grandfather would worry and affect his health.

"Go back to the car and get some rest!"

The old man did not ask again. He looked towards Jansen.

Actually he can't see Jansen clearly with his cataract, but he has good ears and can hear Jansen breathing.

"Grandfather, he's Mr. Jansen!"

Widya knew Grandpa's temper and immediately shouted.

"Grandfather, get back in the car and get some rest!"

The old man said solemnly. Widya was so frightened that she obediently got into the car, but when she looked back, her face was full of worry

"You must be Mr. Jansen. I heard Seira say that there was a new lecturer in their class, and he said he had bad intentions!"

The old man walked up to Jansen and said nonchalantly, "I don't care why you're here, but don't want anything from my granddaughter, otherwise, I'll let you know what hell is!"

"I have no ill intentions on your granddaughter!"

Jansen replied calmly.

"Shut up!"

As the head of the Devon Family, the old man was also an ancient martial artist. He's very dignified. "I'll give you one last chance to be a good lecturer. Our Devon family is not something you can disturb, did you hear it?"

Jansen was immediately annoyed and said lightly, "How much can it not bother him?"

"You!"

The old man did not expect Jansen to still dare to refute him. He nodded at the person beside him and turned around

As if belittling and not wanting a lot of nonsense with Jansen.

Perhaps in his opinion, what should be said had been said, much that this young man did not understand, then needed to be taught.

Shortly after, the car went down a national highway. Widya looked at Jansen through the window behind the car and was very worried. However, his grandfather had been firm with him since childhood, making him not dare to say.

Three abandoned guards, surrounding Jansen, sneered.

"Sir Jansen, my master's young lady is someone you can't approach? Do you know who her future husband is? That's Young Master Roger!"

"My employer's young lady is so beautiful that men are attracted to her. But, in Alerka City, few people actually dared to fantasize about it. I remember when the young lady was in Junior High, there were also men who had a crush on her. After the great master found out, he broke his leg and even kicked his family out of Alerka City!"

"The strength of our Devon Family has never been something you can imagine!"

The three guards said one after another.

"Your Devon family is really arrogant!"

Jansen squinted.

"People in power always do things like this. If you don't accept it, it's useless!"

After a bodyguard sneered, he punched Jansen in the face. "I'll teach you a lesson this time. If you dare to do it again next time, all we want is your life!"

Cracks!

Boxing was easily avoided by Jansen, and the bodyguard flew far away with just a shoulder slug.