Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 431 - Is it a suggestion if I ask you to

Chapter 431: Chapter 431: Is it a suggestion if I ask you to exercise with me?

Chapter 431 -431: Is it a suggestion if I ask you to exercise with me?

Brandon Piers never dreamed that he would one day be rejected for being too good-looking.

Looking at Housekeeper Piers’s honest old face, he immediately felt as annoyed as he did with his grandfather.

But no matter how dissatisfied Brandon was, the decision was already made.

The next day, Abigail got up early and found that Aunt Claudia and Uncle Piers were already ready to go.

She glanced at the time, then at the two of them. “It’s only seven. How about you have breakfast first?”

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“We’ve already eaten,” Aunt Claudia quickly responded.

Housekeeper Piers nodded along.

Abigail looked at herself. “Well… I haven’t eaten yet.”

She had just finished feeding the little one and came out to see these two elders dressed so formally. She didn’t know whether to be touched or to laugh.

“No rush, you eat. We’re not in a hurry,” Aunt Claudia quickly said.

But the two of them showed no intention of leaving.

Abigail looked at them with curiosity.

Aunt Claudia rubbed her hands on her pants awkwardly. “Um… how are you going to introduce us when we get there? Are you sure it’s okay for us to go?”

“Introduce you?” Abigail hadn’t really thought about it and looked at the two of them for a moment. “How about saying you’re my uncle and aunt?”

Looking at their expectant faces, Abigail smiled, seeking their opinion.

“Is that… okay?” Aunt Claudia was a bit uneasy, but her eyes brightened.

“Of course, as long as you don’t mind pretending to be a couple,” Abigail smiled.

“Well…” Aunt Claudia instinctively looked at Housekeeper Piers.

Housekeeper Piers was also a bit embarrassed, his first time pretending to be the uncle for the young mistress, he hurriedly nodded. “As long as Aunt Claudia doesn’t mind, I’m honored.”

“That’s settled then,” Abigail decided and playfully looked at them. “Uncle, Auntie, I’m off to have breakfast.”

The two were a bit embarrassed as Abigail walked briskly to the dining room, only to see Brandon already sitting elegantly at the dining table, eating breakfast leisurely.

Abigail glanced at the man’s half-wet hair. “Went for a run? How was it?”

“Not bad. You? You should be at the stage to increase your exercise,” Brandon looked at Abigail’s face, which had lost some weight but was still chubby with baby fat.

“Yes, I’ve started planning. Any suggestions?” Abigail followed up. Her recent weight had indeed hit a plateau, hovering around 145 to 150 pounds. Her body functions seemed to be recovering well, so she could increase her exercise intensity.

Brandon thought for a moment. “How about exercising with me?”

Abigail, “…” What kind of suggestion is that?

“I can guide you, make your efforts more effective,” Brandon was very confident in this regard.

Abigail suddenly thought of the man’s many years of heart disease but perfect abs, and couldn’t help but glance at him a few more times. “I’d be honored.”

Brandon was satisfied. This little chubby finally knew what was good for her.

After breakfast, Abigail played with Teddy for a while before being urged to leave.

Then she noticed Brandon sitting in another car.

Abigail, “What is this…?”

“Oh, Piers is an investor in the medical school. The school leaders invited me several times. I can’t refuse the old dean’s face,” the man replied calmly and straightforwardly.

Abigail, “…” Is that even possible?

Suddenly she couldn’t help but chuckle softly at Brandon.

Facing Abigail, Brandon saw her crescent-shaped eyes sparkling as she laughed, softening his heart to a complete mess. He poked Abigail’s cheek. “What, you’re that happy?”

“Yes, I am. Seeing you makes me happy,” Abigail said with no hesitation.

Brandon immediately grabbed her soft hand. “If it makes you that happy, I’ll switch with them so you can always be happy.”

Who knew Abigail would suddenly pull back her hand quickly, retreating to her car, waving at Brandon. “See you tonight.”

Brandon, “You little fox!”

When Abigail heard this, she thought of the big fat red fox she saw in the man’s room yesterday and felt a little embarrassed. This man really thought she looked like that fat fox.

Annoying!

Getting in the car, everyone left Moon Lake Manor one after another.

The medical school wasn’t far. They arrived around nine.

To avoid drawing attention, Pullan drove Housekeeper Piers’s car today, an elderly model of Geely, because the cheapest car in the man’s garage was a Benz worth millions.

Abigail hadn’t attended college in the country and wasn’t familiar with the situation here. Additionally, Abigail Green had taken a year off last semester. However, all her academic information remained due to Hughes. To avoid suspicion, she not only switched from clinical to surgery but also acted as low-key as possible, to prevent anyone from bringing up her past, causing unnecessary trouble.

And a chubby, average-background, mediocre-grades girl was the least likely to attract attention.

Thinking of this, Abigail put on a pair of non-prescription black-rimmed glasses.

During the news in Gills City, her weight was around 180, and the ugly photos captured by Mona Wilde during the livestream were quite different from real life. Brandon was photographed with filters, and now that she had slimmed down significantly, with a bit of disguise, no one should recognize her as the fiancée of Second Young Master Piers.

Abigail truly feared going to school and becoming a monkey in a cage watched by everyone every day.

But just as she put them on, Aunt Claudia disapprovingly said, “What’s a good girl like you wearing these for? They look awful.”

“Awful is the point,” Abigail wanted just that effect.

“You girl, other girls are all trying to look pretty, and here you are, making yourself ugly,” Aunt Claudia couldn’t help but shake her head.

Abigail laughed. “Don’t you always say I look more like Mom every day? Now you say I’m ugly. So you’ve been lying to me?”

“Not at all. You’re looking better and better. Lose a little more, and you’ll definitely be as good as Second Young Master,” Aunt Claudia looked at Abigail’s fair, tender face. Although the black-rimmed glasses hid her excessively beautiful eyes, the resemblance to her mother was still evident.

She believed that once Abigail slimmed down, she would be very beautiful.

“Hahaha,” Abigail couldn’t help but laugh. It’s easy to lose subjective judgment when someone is biased.

After she laughed, Uncle Piers also chimed in. “Abigail, I think your Aunt Claudia is right.”

“Thanks for the compliment, Uncle,” responded Abigail, playfully.

Uncle Piers felt a bit embarrassed, but being the guardian for the young mistress didn’t feel bad. He explained to Aunt Claudia, “Abigail’s wearing glasses to avoid being recognized by classmates. With the situation at Piers unclear, the young mistress has to be cautious.”

“That’s the reason,” Aunt Claudia finally understood.

“Uncle is smart. Auntie needs to learn from him,” Abigail thought Housekeeper Piers and Aunt Claudia were both good people. If they could support each other in the future, it wouldn’t be a bad thing.

Hearing this, Aunt Claudia lightly patted her shoulder. “You child!”

“I’m just afraid you’ll give yourselves away. Better get used to it now,” Abigail smiled.

As the car arrived at the medical school, Pullan finally couldn’t help but turn around. “So what do I play?”

“Older cousin.”

Pullan felt like he’d reached the pinnacle of life!