My Waste Husband novel Chapter 208

A night passed quietly. The next morning, Henry got up and checked up on Sylvia. The burns on her skin had basically healed, and the poisonous gas that she inhaled that day had been filtered out in the past two days.

"Well, amazing." Henry looked at Sylvia, who had changed into loose sportswear, and sincerely praised her.

"What's amazing? I haven't taken a shower for several days. Hurry up and let's go home. I have to take a shower. My body is stinky." Sylvia sniffed her cute little nose and said with a disgusted face.

Henry laughed. He didn't smell any strange smell on the woman's body. Instead, there was a fresh body fragrance.

On the way home, Henry drove, while Sylvia sat in the passenger seat and kept looking at her mobile phone.

"Honey, what are you looking at?" Henry asked curiously.

"A hotel." Sylvia's slender fingers slid on the mobile phone screen. "Honey, say, what do your friends like to eat?"

"Anything," Henry said indifferently. When he and others were having trouble, they would share a piece of bread. It was not that they had never eaten tree bark. During their glorious days, they were already fed with delicacies of all kinds and top caviar. They didn't care about what they ate.

Sylvia shook her head. "That won't do. This is the first time I'm having dinner with friends of yours. No matter what, I have to do my best as a host."

Sylvia finally chose Glory Hotel and booked the biggest private room.

At the same time, at the Yinzhou Airport.

Wade stood in front of the waiting room and waited quietly. He did not check the flight time because he knew that these gods would not come by civilian flights.

A series of private jets landed at the Yinzhou Airport. One of them had the emblem of the British royal family. Although there was no logo on the rest of them, just looking at the model of the plane, it could be seen that they were quite expensive.

The private plane with the British royal symbol opened and a handsome young man with fiery red hair walked down. He wore a dark red robe with a special mark of the British royal family on the collar. As soon as he got off the plane, the red-haired young man took a deep breath and said with emotion, "The air is fresher where our boss is."

"Fine, you flatterer!" A white-skinned brawny man walked over with large strides. The brawny man's head was shining brightly. "In my opinion, wherever the boss is, the world is full of colors!"

"D*mn it!" The red-haired young man raised his middle finger. "Sea God, don't you feel ashamed? Your flattery is not worse than mine!"

"All right, the boss is not here. Who are you saying this to?" Not far away, a western beauty with long hair hanging down to her waist slowly came over. She wore a dark purple dress. When the breeze blew over and the hem of the dress, she seemed to be the beauty in the painting, attracting people's attention.

The appearance of the woman attracted the attention of many people around her. This woman was really beautiful. Her hair was reflected in front of her forehead, as if it was the dusk, shrouding the sunset glow.

She was tall, with round buttocks, and every part of her body was flawless.

"Ah, Moon Goddess, I haven't seen you dressed so formally for a long time." The red-haired young man looked at the woman in surprise.

"Haha." The woman covered her mouth and chuckled. "You're different. You dressed so formally. I thought you're going to inherit your father's position."

"Let me tell you something. These clothes were newly designed last night. It's not the same old style as before. Didn't you see that the cuffs have been changed to a triangular shape?" The red-haired young man raised his arm.

"Come on, don't show off those weird clothes of yours." Sea God looked contemptuous. "Who hasn't arrived yet?"

"Wade sent a notice to all of us yesterday. I bet they'll be here soon." Moon Goddess stood there, her beautiful eyes staring into the distant sky.

Soon, several private jets appeared in the air.