You thought it was like you Emily Gale suspected that he had offended Young Master Jackson again, but you really don’t know what you said wrong.
In short, it is still the same sentence, a man’s heart is needled, it is useless to think more.
Putting things away, she put the notebook on the coffee table, and was about to sit on the floor and work.
The man frowned suddenly: “With me, do you need to be so wronged?” “Huh?” Emily Gale looked up at him, wronged?
No, she is not wronged at all.
“Come here.”
“But, I really have things to do…”
“I said, come here.”
Hunter Jackson was a little irritable, and gave her a cold glance, “Bring your notebook.”
Emily Gale was unclear.
Therefore, I can only close the notebook and walk to him.
“Sit here.”
Hunter Jackson pointed to the position beside him.
I dialed another internal number, and soon, the servant brought a chair that matched the desk.
From this look, it seems that two people will work together in the future.
But how can she be able to sit and do things with Young Master Jackson?
“Why? Don’t like this chair?” Seeing that she was reluctant to sit down, Hunter Jackson picked up the phone again.
“No!” Emily Gale immediately stopped his move.
What does it have to do with the chair?
She just felt that the way that Young Master Jackson cultivated a tacit understanding with her seemed a bit…too enthusiastic.
Young Master Jackson tonight seems really different from before.
She came to his room before and he spent most of his time busy with his own affairs.
But tonight, it seems that he has been paying attention to her every move until now.
He stared at her baby bear for a long time even when she put the baby bear on the bed.
Perhaps, she disliked her for bringing such a naive thing to his bed.
However, Mr. Jackson’s bed was so big that it seemed to be at least three meters wide.
As long as she is one meter two meters away, she shouldn’t hinder him…
“Since I don’t like it, why don’t you sit down?” The man’s eyebrows wrinkled slightly again.
“Sit, I’ll sit…”
Emily Gale was a little struggling and couldn’t figure out his thoughts at all.
Sit down not far from him, subconsciously trying to move the chair to the other end.
In the next second, he was upset: “Don’t move!” Emily Gale was startled, still keeping his hand moving the chair, and turned his head to meet his gaze: “Young Master Jackson…”
“Come here.”
Want to stay away again and again, is he so scary?
Emily Gale could only move a little bit past.
The man was still dissatisfied: “Come here again.”
She pressed her lips slightly, but in the end, she moved it again.
Finally, when he reached a place within his reach, Hunter Jackson was satisfied with this distance.
He snorted when she saw her sitting tightly and stiffly.
: “Do your own thing, don’t care about me.”
It’s so easy to be with others, and to be with him is always very formal!
The man’s displeasure made Emily Gale even more confused.
She tried to open the notebook, but Young Master Jackson’s eyes fell behind her notebook, and she was suddenly disgusted.
“How old is it?” He picked up the notebook and glanced behind his back, even more disgusted.
“What can I do with this configuration? The Internet is too slow.”
“Mr Jackson, if the Internet speed is too slow, you should have someone check the WIFI in this villa.”
“The computer response speed is too slow. Doesn’t it affect the browsing speed?” His villa’s network will definitely not be a problem.
Emily Gale bit her lip, not convinced.
Knowing that he is the dragon among the people aloft, and everything he uses is the best in the world.
But what’s wrong with her notebook?
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