Wendy got into the car. Bain smiled gently at her.
"Where are we going?" She asked again, "I'm going to work on my thesis. I..."
"Just half an hour. You can take it as a rest."
Bain started the car to drive away, and Wendy stopped her questions.
Bain drove the car to the south of the city, and then stopped it near an overbridge. Then Bain got off.
Wendy looked around. This place was was open and desolate, which had nothing to do with the word "good".
Wendy got out and walked to Bain's side, "Brother, is this your good place?"
"I want to surprise you. So wait a moment."
Bain then took out his phone and made a call. "You can begin now."
After hanging up, Bain said to Wendy, "Look up at the sky, over there."
Wendy followed his fingers to look up.
Then streams of fireworks flying into the air stop her questions about the empty sky.
The fireworks exploded in midair, spelling one word "sorry".
Although the words didn't stand in the same horizon, but Wendy could still clearly recognize them.
She frowned until all the traces completely disappeared. Wendy turned to look at Bain.
"Brother…"
"I've thought it carefully." Bain interrupted her, "You were right at that day. We are in varied situations, so we have different opinions. And I shouldn't have interfere in your choice of friends."
She smiled at Bain.
Seeing her smile, Bain suddenly let out a sigh of relief at heart.
"Over the past half month, I truly felt sad that my dear sister ignored me. I've been thinking: I know I used some wrong words to you that day, but I was really trying to help you, then why do you get that angry ?"
"Then you explained your feelings, and at that time, I came to realize that I was forcing you accept my standards. Your dislike the Nicholson family. And my family did let you down. Therefore, you have the right not to think for the family. Wendy, I will not do that. So can you forgive your poor brother this time? "
Wendy turned her eyes to the sky. She shrugged slightly and felt relaxed at heart, "I know you're doing this for my good. After all, Henson is not a good choice to be a friend."
"He didn't deserve you."
Wendy laughed and said, "We are not a couple. "
Bain focused on Wendy's profile. His sister was so beautiful from all sides.
"I'm angry at you for you thought like your father that I had an abnormal relationship with Henson. None of you would like to believe that we just an employer and an employee."
"It's because Henson did strange things to you that day. So I misjudged. Wendy, I support you to get all kinds of friends. You can also be yourself, but at the same time, I just hope you can protect yourself. You have to remember that you are the most precious in the world, and no matter when you must not be hurt by any man, or else it will break my heart. Promise?"
Wendy looked at Bian. She was touched to nodded yes to him. Wendy pursed her lips and smiled, "Brother, don't worry. We won't have the chance to meet anymore."
Just as Wendy finished her speaking, her phone screen lit up in her bag.
‘The third young master of the crown family’ were shown on it.
However her phone was muted, so she didn't know the call.
After he tried the fourth call and it still failed to get through, Henson almost went out of patience.
Their contract just ended this morning, then she stopped answering his phone tonight?
Heh, Wendy, a heartless woman.
She was the first woman who was so anxious to get rid of him.
What? Was he was a jackal, tiger, or leopard? Could he eat her up?
So was she playing tricks with him?
Good! Very good!
Henson called the secretary, "Check Wendy's current location."
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