My dear lawyer novel Chapter 145

Vivian felt that she didn't offend him. Why did he show her such an angry look? So she turned her body to the other side, made the glass down, and let the wind in. She felt better now.

He's angry, and I'm angry too.

The reason why William was so gloomy was that Vivian wore a short skirt. He never knew that Vivian had such an unchaste skirt.

Half way through, the car suddenly stopped.

Vivian fell forward out of inertia, she stabilized herself in some panic, turned her head angrily, and stared at the man beside her.

Before she complained, a coat covered on her body directly, blocking her voice, "William, why did you brake suddenly?"

William started the car without saying anything, turned the steering wheel, and drove back in. His thin, cold lips turned into a line, and his cool face was about to dribble out of the water.

In the narrow car, the temperature dropped suddenly. Vivian also knew that William was so angry. She held the man's clothes in her arms, thought about it, and showed a very embarrassed expression.

She also found this dress was showing too much skin. Compared with her conservatism, it was just a normal long skirt. Last time, she remembered the skirt that Angie wore was sexier than this.

Why wasn't he angry last time?

Of course, Vivian had to admit that she said in a fit of pique, "William, what are you doing? Don't you want to go to the party?"

William almost gnashed his teeth, "Change your clothes."

"Why? You have already changed them." Vivian pretended she didn't understand his words. They were not even friends with benefits now. He shouldn't care what clothes she wore.

William glanced at her coldly and said derisively, "I don't want them to think that my female companion is so indiscreet."

He actually said it. Vivian was so angry that she screamed, "William, you're indiscreet. Change another girl and then I'll go!"

Seeing that Vivian was angry, William calmed down and said in a low voice, "You also admit that you are indiscreet, so go back and change your clothes."

Vivian felt that her forehead was going to smoke, and she blurted out, "Why should I change it? I'm going to wear it like this. Do you forget that? You bought this dress. Did you hear that?"

The car suddenly quieted down, only left a slight disordered gasp from Vivian. He forced her to say that.

Now it was all right.

Vivian underestimated William's psychological quality. He refused to admit that it was the skirt he gave to Vivian. His said, "Change it."

Vivian was quarreling with William today. She had to wear this dress today to do whatever she wanted.

She reached and pulled the skirt on her chest that was a little askew. She put her hands around her chest, which made her bosoms stand. She cleared her throat and said with some complacency, "What if I don't want to, William?"

—There's a squeak.