I Transmigrated As A Villain's Mother Chapter 183 Companionship

183 Companionship

After getting out of the car, Frank actively carried two large bags of meat, vegetables, and fruits into the door.

Vivian looked at Frank’s face which had become a little thinner and said with a smile, “It seems that you’ve been losing weight recently.”

After walking less than 100 meters with 30 to 40 catties of food, Frank said, panting, “That’s for sure. I’ve been doing a lot of hard work for them recently. They won’t move if they can stay still.”

The corner of Leon’s eyes twitched, and he exposed her rudely, “It’s really hard on you. Every morning, you especially help us bring our homework from the last row to the podium.”

Simon thought about how the distance between the classroom and the front was less than ten meters and burst into laughter. “It’s really not easy to get two extra books for us every day when we hand in our homework.”

Simon looked at Frank’s unconvinced look and said with a smile, “However, I’ve been paying more attention to my food intake recently. I’ve also been eating less meat.”

Frank nodded his head vigorously and proudly showed off to Vivian. “I’ve lost about 10 pounds recently,”

Then he stated his most important purpose for the day. “Aunt Vivian, to celebrate your return, I’ve decided to have a little meat tonight.”

Leon glanced at Frank and knew that this little fatty had ulterior motives.

Vivian pouted and opened the ingredients that Frank had placed on the kitchen island. She took out the chicken breast and smiled. “I’ll fry some chicken breast for you. It won’t make you fat easily. You should put more weight loss focus on exercise. Now is the time for you to grow and learn. You need to ensure that you have enough nutrition.”

“But then again, you can’t just rely on dieting. Why don’t you go and learn martial arts with Leon at night? It won’t be so boring with a companion.”

As soon as Frank heard it was martial arts training, he fell silent, wishing he could reduce his presence to zero.

“That’s a good idea,” Leon said on purpose.

Frank looked at Leon as if he was facing a great enemy. He immediately moved to the side to help Simon put away the refrigerator, feeling guilty.

Some time ago, Frank received a call from his cousin, Reginald, asking him to pay more attention to Vivian’s movements. He had asked for the reason but had not received an answer.

Frank also knew it was wrong to dig into other people’s privacy, but because of their close friendship since childhood, he did not refuse or agree at that time.

The last time they went to the hot spring villa, Frank had felt Vivian and his cousin knew each other, and the atmosphere between the two was a little strange. Even a slow person like him knew that something was wrong. There was also that barbecue battle that was ignited out of the blue…

But no matter what, Vivian was so good to him, and Leon treated him as a friend. How could he be a spy?

Frank decided that the next time his cousin called to ask, he had to reject him with a clear attitude. After making his choice, Frank felt his heavy mood had become much better.

Vivian noticed Simon, who was working quietly, and asked casually, “Simon, do you want to learn with Leon? I was just worried that Leon would be bored if he practiced martial arts alone. I heard from Leon you’ve already learned until the first year of high school, so you should have plenty of time. Occasionally learning martial arts to strengthen your body can also protect yourself and your family.”

“You don’t have to worry about the money. There’s no reason for Auntie to ask you to pay when she wants you to accompany Leon.”

Simon’s movements paused for a moment. The word “protect” that Vivian mentioned moved him a little. His family lived near the slums, where fights and fights were rampant. If he had not happened to run into Leon who was passing by last week, he might have been the scapegoat again.

Simon had been bullied a lot since he was young, and that was why he studied so hard. His family meant that this was the only way for him to rise in class. He wasn’t as bright as Leon, and his good grades were all thanks to him spending more time than others learning.

Simon knew that Vivian was being kind, but he could not accept it. He looked at Vivian and smiled. “Auntie, after hearing what you said, I want to learn it myself. It’s not like I’m accompanying Leon, but it’s more like Leon and I are accompanying each other.”

“How much does Leon’s martial arts class cost?” he asked.

The few martial arts classes that Vivian had signed up for Leon were all taught by well-known teachers in the industry. They were also very expensive for one-on-one guidance.

Taking Simon’s financial ability into consideration, Vivian only quoted one-third of the price, which was similar to the same course on the market now. “20 dollars a night.”