No one knew what kind of weird habit Master Bishop had. Looking at Sara's bulging cheeks, he was delighted. He stared at her with interest and asked, "Is it delicious?"
Sara was speechless. "The soup was tasteless! How delicious could it be!" She thought.
However, under Master Bishop's pressure, Sara nodded reluctantly.
In fact, that soup was very thick and had been simmered for a long time. However, it was normal for patients who caught a cold to feel bitter in the throat, so naturally, she wouldn't want to have tasteless soup.
Hank fed her half a bowl of soup, Sara really couldn't eat any further so he stopped feeding. For some reason, Sara felt that the way Hank was looking at her was as if he was looking at his little pet, it was the same way as Sara looked at stray cats when they were eating.
The fever had gone away completely, but Sara was still weak, so she couldn't go outside in the wind for the time being. Hank asked the doctor to come and check on Sara again. After making sure that Sara was alright, Hank only let the doctor go.
Sara was not very sober due to her illness. She had been dizzy and would fall asleep right after dinner. When she woke up on the next day, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.
Hank was reading the documents beside the desk. Sara had a glimpsed of the documents by accident. There were the company's reports, financial plan, and many other military documents. Hank seemed to have never been wary of her and left such important documents lying around casually.
Sara was not interested in it and did not want Hank to think that she had other thoughts. She got up obediently. Hank heard the noise and glanced at her, "Are you awake?"
"Yeah." Sara got off the bed in bare feet. She made the bed and then went into the bathroom to wash up.
"Are you feeling better today?" Hank asked without raising his head.
Sara looked at Hank's profile and said softly, "Yeah, I am fine now."
"Then change your clothes." Hank put aside the document in his hand and said with a smile, "Go out with Uncle and have fun."
When Sara was sleeping, Hank asked Bella a few questions.
The first question was whether he had gone too far with Sara before.
Of course, Bella lied, "How could it be possible. Miss Martin belongs to you. It's natural for you to treat her in whatever way you like."
Hank could even feel the phoniness in his tone from 10 meters away, so his face was ghastly.
Secondly, he asked Assistant Pack how to coax a young girl.
That question put Assistant Pack on a more difficult position.
If Hank had asked how to secretly assassinate the president of the Country H, he would have been able to come up with ten flawless assassination plans within three seconds, but how to coax a girl...
That question was too difficult. He didn't know how to answer it.
In the beginning, he felt that they were in the era of technology, so if there was anything he didn't know, he could just google it. Hence, Bella looked at the screen and looked at the search results. It showed, "How to coax your girlfriend when she is angry", "What's the best birthday present for girlfriend", and "When girls see these, they will be touched to tears!"
Bella felt he was abandoned by google and decided to tell Hank sincerely that he really had no idea. When he turned around, he found that Master Bishop was making a phone call, his voice was casual, "Simon, let me ask you a question."
Master Simon probably thought that Hank wanted to discuss with him about the tense relationship between Country A and Country H or the assassination plan of the National Security Bureau. He put down the pen on his hand and answered solemnly, "Yes?"
Hank said, "How to coax a lady?
Someone who is going to turn 18."
Simon Bishop was speechless.
For the first time in his life, Simon hung up on Hank.
Bella was speechless.
In the end, Hank could only ask the young masters who were usually outgoing. Finally, he figured out the way to solve the problem. He said to Hank, "Sir, why not you bring Miss Martin out?"
Hank thought it was feasible.
However, the problem was, where to go?
Bella was speechless. He didn't know how to answer that question as well!
Fortunately, there was finally a notion in Master Bishop's heart. He didn't force Bella for suggestions.
At that moment, Sara leaned on the window of the car and asked Hank, "Master Bishop, where are we going?"
Bella was also very curious, waiting to hear romantic answers such as amusement parks, aquariums, shopping malls, garden restaurants and so on. However, Master Bishop replied, "The shooting range."
Bella was speechless.
Sara was speechless too.
Sara turned her head and looked at Hank, "But Master Bishop, I don't know how to shoot."
"As long as I know, it will do, right?" Hank said slowly.
Although Sara was really not interested in shooting, she would not object to it too. She nodded. Suddenly, she thought of something, "Aren't you pretending to be sick? If you come out, wouldn't others be doubtful?"
Hank sneered, "It's so romantic if a man could die for a woman. I sacrificed my safety to keep a beauty company. Do I look like someone who will do such a thing? Huh?"
"..." Sara blushed and said, "Don't talk nonsense."
Hank leaned on the back seat and said calmly, "You don't have to worry about this."
Sara didn't continue to ask.
There was a shooting range on the outskirts of Jena City for the elites and nobles to practice shooting. It covered a large area and was well equipped, operating on a strict membership and a limited number of members. Not everyone could get in even though they were rich.
Sara had only heard about that place. It was the first time she came there. When she got off the car and saw the building in front of her, she felt that there was nothing special about it.
Hank glanced at her, Sara quickly went forward to hold his arm. Master Bishop was satisfied and took Sara into the range.
The guard didn't dare to stop them. Hank brought Sara in as if there was no one around. Sara looked around curiously and didn't realize the weird look on the guard's face at all.
"How could it be possible that Master Bishop brought a woman here?! Wasn't he disgusted by those young playboys flirting with girls here? Not to mention bringing a woman, he brought a minor who looked like a plain country bumpkin?!" The guard thought.
Hank explained to Sara leisurely. "This place was established more than a hundred years ago. It has been upgraded. It's my territory now."
Sara was taken aback, her eyes opened widely, "Does this range belong to you?"
"Yeah." Hank tilted his head to look at Sara. He said with a smirk, "Do you like it? Call me uncle, and this place is yours."
Sara was startled, "I, I don't want it!"
"Huh?" Hank raised his eyebrows and said, "It's free, don't you want it?"
"If others heard that, they would probably be on cloud nine. How could this kid not be interested in it?" Hank thought.
Sara was afraid that Hank would really give her the shooting range, so she hurriedly said, "My grandfather taught me not to get rewarded for no reason, so I can't take it."