The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride

Patrick said, "I want to see your hair back to its original color within three hours." "Okay, understood."

Shawn said to Patrick, "You guys should stay a little longer this afternoon. You need to check Ran's hair in the next three hours. If you leave now, there will be no one to supervise him." Cindy, who hadn't spoken to Patrick and Vera all day, suddenly spoke up today, urging them to stay, "Just stay here. With Patrick at home, he can help me deal with Randall." "Mom, have some more food. Let me get you some meat." Randall quickly interrupted Cindy, determined not to let her stop Patrick from leaving.

Deep down, Randall just wanted them to leave!

They should leave quickly!'

In the afternoon, all the luggage was packed, leaving only Randall's hair to deal with.

Patrick glared at his nephew with displeasure in his eyes and demanded, "When are you going to change your hair color?"

Facing his Uncle Patrick, Randall's heart raced nervously. He swallowed and said, "Uncle Patrick, can you leave first? I promise to dye my hair back to its original color today." However, Cindy patted Randall's back, made a sound of "slap," and said, "What are you saying?" How could Randall be so straightforward and ask Patrick to leave. However, Cindy was hesitant inside. She wanted Patrick and Vera to leave. But at the same time, she also wanted Patrick to stay and help her take care of Randall. Seeing this scene, Patrick was starting to get impatient.

"Tom, go get the hair clippers."

"Uncle Patrick, I'll go now!" Randall reached out and grabbed Tom's arm, showing weakness in front of Patrick.

Randall had originally planned to meet up with some friends in the evening to show off his new hair color, but all plans were gone when he came home and saw Uncle Patrick. He couldn't show off to his friends anymore.

To make it worse, the woman next to his uncle kept stifling a laugh. What's so funny about this situation!

Since Vera saw Randall, the smile on her face had never disappeared.

Every time she saw Randall surrendering to Patrick, this ridiculous scene made her unable to help but laugh out loud. It seemed that she and Patrick were indeed Randall's weak points. In Patrick's eyes, Vera's laughter was as joyful as a young girl seeing someone she admired.

Randall and Vera locked eyes, he gritted his teeth and only his lips moved, mouthing to Vera, "What are you laughing at? Help me out quickly."

Although she couldn't clearly see his lip movements, Vera understood the message he was conveying.

She shook her head, 'Do you want me to help? Impossible!'

Randall dramatically raised his eyebrows, stared at Vera, and his gaze conveyed a warning, 'Don't cause trouble.'

Vera raised an eyebrow at him, looking proud, 'Who's the one causing trouble, we can discuss that.'

The eye contact between the two infuriated the man sitting on the sofa.

Patrick turned to look at Vera, squinting slightly with an oppressive gaze, "You're happy to see Randall?"

Vera was completely focused on "talking" to Randall, and suddenly Patrick asked her a question. She didn't hear clearly and instinctively answered with a questioning "Ah?" This "Ah" was misunderstood by Patrick as affirmation, arousing jealousy in his heart.

Even Cindy, who was sitting next to him, could feel Patrick's displeasure, but unfortunately, her foolish son and unlikeable sister-in-law were completely oblivious to it.

To make matters worse, these two actually added fuel to Patrick's already fiery emotions.

Suddenly, Randall walked up to the two of them and grabbed Vera's wrist. "Come with me," he said.

With Uncle Patrick watching, he led Vera away.

Vera happily followed Randall as they walked away.

After the two disappeared, the living room fell into a deep silence.

The room was so quiet that even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.

As Patrick spoke, his Adam's apple bobbed. "Cindy, isn't Randall already 20 years old?"

"Well, yes, but Patrick, he's still young," Cindy sensed that Patrick wanted to scold Randall.

Patrick turned his head and looked at the now vanished figures. "He's not young anymore. It's time for him to get married."

Cindy's mouth twitched. '20 years old, not young anymore? Time to get married?!'

There was no hint of embarrassment on his face as he spoke.

The two who had disappeared now appeared on the grass lawn in the backyard.

Randall handed Vera his phone. "Hurry up, I need to dye my hair back to its original color before it gets dark."

Vera took the phone and laughed recklessly. "Randall, you really have no dignity left. You've completely lost face."

Randall blinked; his eyes filled with rebellion. But when he thought of Uncle Patrick, he dared not show any dissatisfaction.

Standing on the lawn, his hands in his pockets, Randall struck what he believed was the most handsome pose. "How about this pose? Isn't it charming?" he self-obsessively asked Vera, who was taking pictures. Vera took a step back, holding the phone, and frantically took pictures of Randall. She yelled, "Change your pose! If you don't take pictures now, you'll never have this chance again."

Thinking about his future with his original hair color, Randall quickly switched poses like a model on Amazon live. He even changed poses before Vera had a chance to take a picture. Patrick stood by the window, watching the two of them fooling around outside.

The smile on Vera's face was the happiest she had been since marrying into the Olteran family.

"You two, come here," Patrick called out.

"Mr. Patrick, what do you need?" Two servants appeared by Patrick's side.

Patrick raised his chin slightly, gesturing outside. "Bring Randall back and give him a buzz cut."

Cindy was shocked on the side. 'Patrick is actually serious!'

She quickly approached, pleading, "Patrick, listen to me, Ran knows he was wrong, I will teach him properly in the future, please don't really shave Ran's hair, he is your nephew."

Patrick's gaze remained firm as he looked outside. Among the two people who were just playing around earlier, one of them was already being pushed by a servant towards the living room.

"Hey, what's going on? I was just taking pictures, I wanted to post them on social media to prove that I dare to dye my hair. Why are you grabbing me? Why don't you go grab Vera?" Randall protested against this injustice.

Vera raised her phone and shouted at him, "Randall, how shameless can you get? I risked sunburn to take pictures for you, and in the end, you let the servant grab me? If I don't teach you a lesson, you really don't know your place." She followed them into the living room, holding her phone. "Do you believe that I will delete all the pictures from earlier?"

Randall said, "No, those are my life!"

Patrick's face turned serious. He pointed at a chair and said, "Make him sit down, hold him tight, and Tom, use clippers to shave his entire head." 'What!'

'Shave his head?!'

'For real?'

"Uncle Patrick, I was wrong, I will go dye my hair right now," Randall pleaded.

Vera was someone who held grudges, she didn't forget when Randall let the servant grab her earlier. Now, she arrogantly said, "Honey, just shave his hair, let him learn his lesson." Cindy glared at Vera and thought, 'She really is a troublemaker.'

But Patrick's heart skipped a beat when he heard her call him 'Honey.'

He turned to look at Vera, who had a smug look on her face. Surprisingly, in his wife's eyes, he saw anticipation.