Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 986

The source of this change was from the stupefaction that Baby Zetty's mommy gave him.

Jay explained, saying, "I played it wrong back then. I used to think that whether it's a long-lasting love or a long-lasting friendship, they both carry weight and burden. Now that my frame of mind is different, I think that loving strongly and deeply isn't as important as a long-lasting love!

"Like a stream of water-it never ends!"

Though Baby Zetty did not fully understand, she was still very supportive. "I think you played really well last time and this time too."

When Zayne came in with the juice, he stumbled upon how hard this cheerleader was trying to fawn over Jay.

"Was that Mr. Ben playing the piano earlier?" Zayne was slightly surprised.

Baby Zetty nodded. "Of course."

"No mistakes?" Zayne whispered into Baby Zetty's ears.

Baby Zetty said, "Mister Ben played very well. He's adept and has skills of his own. He can tug at your heartstrings by playing a magnanimous tune and melt you away with sweet tenderness. I learned a lot from Mister Ben. It's like I'm enlightened."

Zayne twitched his mouth, looking skeptical. "Is that true?"

How could Jay not detect the skepticism in Zayne s voice? A hint of frost emanated from his eyes. He placed his slender and elegant hands on the keys, and very suddenly, he played the piece Little Man in an imposing and majestic manner.

Baby Zetty said meaningfully, "The piece Little Man that Mr. Ben just played has a sonorous and complex tune to it, vividly and thoroughly portraying how pathetic and miserable were the little men who had narrow minds and suspicious hearts."

Zayne s expression sank when he heard what she said. "You little brat, siding with outsiders instead of your own people."

He then walked out in a disgruntled and grumpy manner.

Baby Zetty and Jay exchanged smiles with each other.

At lunch, Baby Zetty tried to make Jay stay in a pitiable way. "Mr. Ben, why don't you stay and have a meal with me? My daddy and mommy aren't coming home anyway. I feel really lonely eating all by myself!"

Zayne pointed at his nose. "Am I not a human to you?"

Baby Zetty was exasperated when Uncle Zayne messed up her plans, hence she glared fiercely at him. "I've always regarded you as a husky, Uncle Zayne."

Zayne glanced at the husky lying on the balcony-its eyes blank and dazed.

With that, Zayne felt utterly helpless.

"Okay." Jay accepted Baby Zetty's request without hesitation.

For some reason, he found it impossible to reject Baby Zetty.

When the servant served the dishes, Baby Zetty sat next to Jay whereas Zayne sat across the table.

When he noticed how bland and plain the food was, Zayne, who had a taste for strong-flavored food, held his cutleries but did not know where to start. He sulked, "Why is everything so bland? Can you at least prepare something for me?"

Then, a servant put a plate of pickles in front of Zayne. Zayne glanced meaningfully at the servant. "Based on my status in this family, am I worth just a plate of pickles?"

The servant explained, saying, "Mr. Finn was the one who ordered the dishes, Mr. Severe."

Zayne said, "Alright then."

He then glared bitterly at Jay, sounding like sour grapes. "I wonder if these dishes suit your appetite, Mr. Ben?"

Jay said, "I'm no picky eater."

Zayne gnashed his teeth with anger. The food served was clearly catered for his taste. It would not be

surprising to know that he was not picky.

"Say, who do you have back home?" Zayne pretended to make small talk with him for the sole purpose of finding out how close he was with his wife.