As we speak, Lucia and her group have approached, "It's been a long time, Ms. Bradley."
Lucia said while sizing up Starry and Hunter, her eyes with a bit of sarcasm, "Ms. Bradley is really something, so soon, another boyfriend."
Starry frowned, "Ms. Scott is just as good at bullshitting as ever."
Just as she finished speaking, Hunter, who was standing by, suddenly let out a laugh.
This sound was like a blast to Lucia, and she blushed instantly.
Hunter heard Starry's words on the sidelines and suddenly laughed.
The clear laugh sounded in his ears, and Starry inclined his head to look at him.
Lucia heard the man's laughter, the expression on his face became more and more ugly, "Ms. Bradley's skills I can't learn, after all, has such a good-looking face."
"Thanks, I do look pretty good."
No matter what sarcastic words Lucia said, Starry listened to them as compliments. Lucia saw Starry's side of the story, so she turned her attention to Hunter, "This gentleman is lucky, but I don't know how long your luck will keep you around Ms. Bradley, who has more boyfriends than she has clothes in her closet."
Hunter raised an eyebrow lightly, "Really? Then I did have good luck to stand out from so many men and become one of Ms. Bradley's boyfriends."
The man's words were sincere, but Lucia was so exasperated that she gritted her teeth, "Well, good luck keeping it up!"
After she finished, she lifted her leg and walked past Starry.
Starry looked back at Lucia and then to Hunter, "Thanks."
Hunter reached out and lifted his glasses, smiling gently, "It's nothing, it's just a casual labor."
Starry laughed and didn't answer again.
She walked to the parking lot and pointed to the red Ferrari on her side, "I'll go back first, thank you for today Mr. Starry, when I have time, I'll treat you to dinner again."
"Good."
Adults, this kind of courtesy, Hunter still understand.
He did not get into the car, but stood aside and watched Starry drive away before getting into the car himself and then leaving.
Starry returned to the cottage just before five o'clock. She had made soup before she left home, and it was just ready at this time.
She served a bowl of fragrant corn and carrot tube bone soup, cooled it, took out the dishes she wanted to eat tonight from inside the refrigerator and washed them, then sat down at the dining table to drink the soup.
Halfway through the soup, Izabella's phone call came, "Little Starry, how is it going?" Mr. Starry is okay, right?
Starry smiled lightly, "Well, Mr. Starry is very nice, I just ran into Lucia, and he helped me."
Izabella was pretty excited to hear Starry's words, "So have you guys arranged to see each other sometime?"
"No yet."
Starry responded and explained again, "Mr. Starry and I, fit to be friends."
"Okay."
Izabella is a little lost, but she also understands that feelings are not created by just meeting one person, "It's okay, I'll find you the next one!"
Starry put the spoon, "Izabella."
She rarely had to call out to Izabella seriously, and Izabella on the other end of the line straightened up, "What's wrong?"
"I actually, really put Filip down."
She never loved Filip, but came to her senses and had to pull away, and it was only a matter of moments.
"Actually, I introduced someone to you, and I just want someone to take care of you."
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute