Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 1125

The manager was helped up with blood at the corner of his mouth, and his whole body was wilted, no longer decent and steady as it was a moment ago.

Lucas's big slap is not for ordinary people.

Things started because of us, and can not sit back and do nothing, simply give all the cash in the bag, "Take this money out to avoid the wind, do not return to City P for a short time."

The manager, unaware of Lucas' awfulness to them, squirmed and pushed the money back, "No, ma'am, it's what we're supposed to do."

I simply broke the manager's hand and shoved the money straight in, "If you want to live, listen to me."

"This ......" The manager looked at me and then at Larry next to me, and only after getting his nod of approval did he take the money, "Thank you then!"

"It doesn't matter, go to the hospital, hit on the head, don't take it lightly."

"Understood, I'm on my way."

With that, he gave a color to the security guards who were supporting him, before stumbling out of the dining area and disappearing into the doorway of the back kitchen.

As soon as they left, Larry immediately changed into a little titty dog look and nervously poked around Folly, "How are you?"

While saying that he was going to pull on the hand, Folly directly dodged it.

"Please be careful who you are, this groom."

The word "groom" is deliberately aggravated, it seems that Folly is not really completely indifferent to Larry's affairs, the corsage is not big, she still found out.

Larry sniffed, subconsciously looked down at the corsage on his chest, and took the thing off directly, "harm, you say this ah, this is today's look, the plot needs, just finished shooting the wedding scene, and met you guys."

There was a pause when he said this, and when he looked at Folly again, his tone carried a hint of apprehension, "How come you haven't returned any of your recent Facebook messages?"

"Back to what?" Folly didn't even lift an eyelid.

"Whatever." Larry's gaze was sincere and fiery, "I'm just casually posting about my daily life, and likewise, wondering what you're up to."

"So you see it now? It's okay to go?" The attitude was even colder than the previous sentence.

The air is quietly filled with a trace of embarrassment, Larry seems to have long been accustomed to her refusal, still smiling upwards, "Is it if I'm busy filming this period, not much looking for you? When this drama is over, how about we go abroad together and have a good time for a few days?"

"Whatever." Folly didn't seem impatient at all, and without waiting for him to say anything, she waved her hand away and sidled toward the door, "Clara, let's go."

"Why just leave?Folly, ugh ......"

Larry called out twice, Folly as if he did not hear, but the pace is getting faster and faster.

Larry can't help but turn his face away and shake his shoulders in a pretend relaxed manner, "I'm fine, you guys go keep Folly company and have fun."

I nodded and followed up with Clarie, "See you later."

Walked to the door, inadvertently looked back, Larry is like a frosted eggplant, sitting paralyzed in a chair, surrounded by low pressure.