Because of Dior's arrival, Irene had the most perfect birthday in her life.
Although her parents prepared birthday gifts for her early on, and they were all very expensive, but in her memory, the whole family gathered together to celebrate her birthday only a few times, and all of them were when she was still young, making her memory a little vague.
Although she still couldn’t wait for her busy parents to accompany her this time, she was very touched to see so many classmates, her sister, and Dior singing birthday songs for her and sharing birthday cake with her, although this feeling of being touched turned into a cream war and made a mess... ..
After the birthday party, parents from each family came to pick up their children and take them home.
In the house you can still hear them chattering about what happened before, and you can tell they are still extremely excited and can't wait to share it with their families.
Their families also cooperated very well and shouted loudly, satisfying the children's desire to share, but no one really took it to heart.
“It was an incredibly successful birthday party.”
That night, Dior was allowed to stay overnight in the villa by the jealous Jessica, but Irene sneaked into her sister's room at the last minute. No matter how Jessica persuaded her, she insisted on staying there to sleep with her. Even her beloved Snowball was "banished to the cold palace". She hid in her little nest, looking at the empty room sadly.
In response, Jessica had no choice but to give Dior an apologetic look.
However, he did not notice the smug expression and raised nose that Irene, who was hugging him tightly, was hiding at this moment.
"I won't let you succeed again!"
But in the middle of the night, after she couldn't help but fall asleep, a figure quietly got out of bed and slipped away...
As the saying goes, the devil is always stronger than the righteous. It is obvious that Irene's narrow-mindedness cannot defeat an old fox like her sister.
After a long time, a slightly tired figure tiptoed in again. After seeing that Irene showed no signs of waking up, he breathed a sigh of relief and fell asleep on the bed.
The next morning, the first thing Irene did when she opened her eyes was to check if her sister was still in the room. When she saw that her sister was sleeping like a pig and even snoring slightly, she immediately laughed out loud and was proud of her cleverness yesterday.
After breakfast, Dior drove back to the restaurant amid Jessica's yawns and Irene's reluctant gaze.
As for finding a new residence and dealing with the bombed villa he had rented before, although Natasha used her position to help him solve the trouble with the police, the follow-up problems were still difficult to deal with. Now the insurance company actually wanted to put the blame on him as the tenant and refused to pay compensation.
This made the owner of the villa very angry and involved him, although the matter was indeed related to him.
Fortunately, after Jessica found out, she offered to help him deal with these things. Dior hated trouble, so he asked her to handle it. In her own words, it could be done within three days.
Coincidentally, just after he attended the little girl Irene's birthday party, Pepper sent him a text message saying that a restaurant had been booked for Saturday night and the address was attached below.
In fact, he was also quite curious about what Tony had come up with during this period of time while locking himself at home. With this guy's level of talent, it was impossible for him not to realize that he had been poisoned by palladium, not to mention that he had reminded him last time.
"If he can't think of a way to save himself, this guy won't think of vegetable juice as a 'savior', right?"
Dio thought about it maliciously. Ordinary vegetable juice would have little effect. How could it be compared with his special vegetable juice? If Tony really held a big glass of vegetable juice with a sad face every day... that picture was really funny!
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At the same time, in the seaside villa, Tony, who had been hiding in the studio without seeing the sun for several days, was startled by Pepper who suddenly broke in.
"What? Having dinner with that guy? Oh, I might be hallucinating. Could you please tell me again?"
Tony almost jumped up when he heard that Pepper had booked a restaurant for Dio to have dinner together this Saturday, and it was in his name!
"No matter how many times I say it, if you don't show up at 8:30 this Saturday night, I will quit my job immediately. I'm not kidding you this time, Tony!"
Tony was a little scared by Pepper's serious look. He could only slow down his tone, raised his hands in surrender and said, "Okay, okay, you are the president and you have the final say. I hope the location is not in some crazy 'beauty' restaurant."
Pepper, who had been officially appointed by Tony as the president of Stark Industries, ignored his weird tone and informed him directly, "It's your favorite restaurant."
Then she stopped speaking in a harsh tone and persuaded him softly: "Tony, we must have a good talk this time. You can't hide it from me. Your health is getting worse every day, right? If you don't believe Dior, we can go to the hospital. With the current medical level, we will definitely be able to..."
"Sorry, Pepper, I have to start working. Could you please ask Jarvis to close the door when you leave?"
Tony suddenly interrupted Pepper's concern, turned around and started clanking.
Seeing this, Pepper could only sigh helplessly and leave. Of course, she did not forget to ask Jarvis to close the door and remind Tony to eat on time.
After Pepper left, Tony threw away the small hammer in his hand, was silent for a while, then picked up the cup he had hidden when Pepper came in and drank the green liquid in it.
At this time, Jarvis' voice also sounded, "Sir, is today's lunch still the same as usual?"
"Uh, let me think... I want to change the taste today. How about adding more tomato juice? The excessive amount of celery juice yesterday makes me want to vomit when I think about it now. It was a nightmare experience. How can I make this thing taste better?"
Tony put down the cup, complaining constantly, and then slowly fell silent again.
After a few dozen seconds, he plunged into his endless work again, as if only this could make him forget everything temporarily, forget... ...the fear.
His efforts during this period were greatly rewarded. The development of the Mark Armor went more and more smoothly. He even made improvements to the Mark Armor to make it more portable based on the problem of the Mark Armor being inconvenient to wear, greatly enhancing its flexibility.
In this regard, he is an absolute genius.