Transmigrated as the Villain Boss's Precious Darling-Chapter 58: Acting Cute

"From now on, have your dad take you to the city."

Byron Thorne was still worried about his youngest son, afraid he would mess up again. He couldn’t afford to lose any more face.

"Dad is super busy every day! I want Uncle to take me! Grand... paaa..."

Tang Xiaonan squirmed like a piece of twisted candy. Seeing that Byron Thorne still wasn’t giving in, she just climbed onto his lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and turned on the charm. To get a trip to the city, she was shamelessly pouring on the cuteness, going all out.

"Alright, alright, alright... I’ll let your uncle take you to the city..."

Byron Thorne finally relented.

"Grandpa’s the best..."

Tang Xiaonan happily planted a smacking kiss on Byron Thorne’s cheek. Byron Thorne chuckled as he looked at her. ’What a little charmer.’ When his gaze fell on Goldie Thorne, it turned stern. He barked, "You’d better behave yourself in the city. If you get caught again, I’ll break your legs!"

"You can rest assured. Even if I wanted to cause trouble, I’d need money, right? Mom took it all. She didn’t leave me a single cent," Goldie Thorne said with a woeful expression.

Byron Thorne felt even more relieved. No money was good. He couldn’t get into any trouble that way.

Raina came over with a hoe and shoved it into Goldie Thorne’s hands. "Hoe the fields this afternoon."

Goldie Thorne didn’t dare to protest. He could only shoulder the hoe and go do the chore he hated most—hoeing the fields. It was exhausting work.

"Uncle, Third Brother and I will help you."

Tang Xiaonan followed eagerly behind him, pulling Jim Thorne along.

Goldie Thorne smiled and took her hand, whispering, "When we go to the city tomorrow, Uncle will buy you some candy."

’I really owe my little niece for this one!’

"Uncle, where are you going to get the money? Didn’t Grandma confiscate it all?" Jim Thorne found this strange and asked quite loudly.

Goldie Thorne frantically shot him a look. He had gone to great lengths to build up a small secret stash of money. If his mother heard, she would definitely confiscate it again. ’This stupid nephew has no sense at all, not even as perceptive as Xiaonan!’

"Buy what? You still have money?"

Raina’s hearing was sharp as a tack. She came out at once, staring daggers at Goldie Thorne.

"I was saying you should give me some money. I don’t have a single penny on me, which won’t look good in the city," Goldie Thorne said with a cheeky grin.

Raina’s face instantly darkened. "If you think it won’t look good, then don’t go. Stay home and work."

Once money went into her pocket, getting it back out wasn’t so easy.

Raina shot him a fierce glare, then turned and went back inside, not forgetting to yell, "Hoe those fields properly! If you do a bad job, I’ll skin you alive!"

Goldie Thorne answered listlessly and walked on slowly, holding Tang Xiaonan’s hand.

Once they were out of the courtyard, Goldie Thorne glared at Jim Thorne. "What were you shouting for? I finally managed to save a little money, and if your grandma confiscates it, I’ll have jack squat to eat!"

Jim Thorne said with a grin, "I want meat buns, and cake too."

"Yeah, right! In your dreams!"

Goldie Thorne rolled his eyes. ’He wanted to eat Western food. In the movies, whenever a rich young man was wooing his girlfriend, they would go to a Western restaurant. There’d be rectangular tables with checkered tablecloths, a small vase with a bright red rose on each table, elegant music playing, and waiters in suits and bow ties who would bow as you entered. The atmosphere... it just looked so romantic.’

’Now *that’s* what you call dating!’

’I think there’s a Western restaurant in Tristone, called something like Xianzi Western Restaurant. They have steak, coffee, borscht, ice cream, and cream cakes—all that fancy Western food. But it’s crazy expensive. One meal costs several dozen yuan!’

’An able-bodied man in the village, working every day for full work points, only earns twenty or thirty yuan a month. That’s not even enough for one meal at a Western restaurant.’

Goldie Thorne let out a quiet sigh, his eyes filled with longing. He had never even been to Tristone.

’The girls in the big city must be really pretty, right?’