Chapter 314 Little mind games
After a pause, he blurted out almost instantly, "No."
She was boss. How could he have such an idea.
What's more, He was trying to take care of her, not occupy her life.
"Really?"
"No!"
"Come on. Don't be shy." holding his head, Chris looked at him and said, "even if you have, I won't laugh at you."
"I won't do anything except that Miss Yeats is injured, asleep or something." since he was drunk, he said a lot more straightforward, "as for kissing, I won't."
Chris stared at him for a while.
Made sure he's not telling lies, but really thought so.
"If that's the case, I'm 100% sure that you don't like Miss Yeats as a man." because of being drunk, he said quite slowly. "More
importantly, it's more like family affection."
Hearing this.
He thought about everything between them.
"Or it's like the brother's care for his sister?" said Chris.
Sivan said, "But I did feel uncomfortable and when I saw them together, I wanted to get rid of him."
"Yeah. That's because you and Miss Yeats aren't really brother and sister." Chris was clear." You've always been the only special assistant at Angel International. It's natural to have a sense of crisis."
Sivan was lost in thought.
Chris stood up and said, "Trust me. Leave it."
Sivan was speechless.
However, Sivan did not answer. After a while, he stood up and was about to go to bed.
They were still sober. After washing in their room, they lay down on the bed.
Sivan didn't think about it anymore. After going to bed, he fell asleep, but Chris was still thinking about it. When he knew Sivan didn't have crush for Miss Yeats, he was relieved.
Given the current situation.
Miss Yeats was accompanied by boss and Will. If he liked her, he would probably get hurt.
The boss cheated on Miss Yeats. However, Miss Yeats trusted and cared about Will very much. It was inevitable that Miss Yeats would fall in love with him with time.
It would be fine if Sivan didn't act like a nerd. But he was a nerd.
But fortunately, he was lucky.
He just wanted to protect Miss Yeats.
Rubbing his aching temples, he turned on his phone. As he was
about to reply to his boss, he received a phone alert.
It was his boss who called him.
"Damn it!"
He immediately sat up and called.
It's 1.30am and he's not sure if his boss was asleep.
As the phone beeped, his heart was pounding in the darkness of the
night.
About seven or eight seconds later.
The boss answered the phone.
"Boss?" Chris asked tentatively.
"Where are you?" There was clear displeasure in his low voice and a
very dangerous tone." On purpose?"
"No, it's not like that. I just had dinner with Sivan and didn't know my phone was dead."
"Show me the screenshot." Jason didn't hesitate to break down his
lie.
As he left, he saw that Chris's phone was fully charged. It had only been two hours, there was no reason for it to run out of battery.
Chris didn't even know how to make up for it.
How stupid he was.
Chris was speechless.
He looked at his phone and even wanna cry.
Why didn't he have the superb photoshop skills as Miss Yeats, but if
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