Although Wendy hurriedly put away her frown, Amanda still noticed it. She was quite happy to meet Wendy earlier, but the smile faded away gradually. She asked, “Excuse me, Aunt. Aren’t you happy?”
Otherwise, why did she frown?
Wendy hurriedly put on a smile, “Yes, I am. I like you very much. What’s your name?”
“I’m Amanda.” She blinked.
“I see.” Wendy turned to look at Boyce, “Why did you take her with you?”
“I’m sending her back home, so I came to pick you up on the way,” said Boyce.
Wendy was silent.
She wondered if she, Boyce’s girlfriend, couldn’t compare to his friend’s daughter.
“Boyce.”
“Yes?” Boyce took a glance at her and continued to drive. He asked, “What’s wrong?”
Wendy suppressed the unhappiness in her heart, “Nothing. I’ve never thought that your friend is so rich.”
This car was quite expensive.
She had never thought that Boyce had such a rich friend.
Boyce smiled because what Wendy said was the truth - Matthew was quite rich.
“Uncle Boyce, are you busy today?” Amanda poked her head, “If not, can you take me out for fun?”
Wendy looked back at her, “Uncle Boyce is going to work today. How could he take you out for fun?”
Amanda leaned back on the seat and said, “I was asking Uncle Boyce, not you. Why did you answer for him? So impolite!”
Wendy looked annoyed immediately. Boyce noticed her expression, and his eyes were darkened. He said in a deep voice, “She’s just a child.”
Wendy adjusted her expression and said, “I know. I didn’t say anything, did I? Why are you so protective of her? If you want to be protective, you should defend me.”
Amanda looked at Wendy from the back, curling her lips. She didn’t like Wendy for some reason because she thought Wendy was too hypocritical.
Wendy was obviously angry, but she denied it.
Amanda sneered inwardly.
“Which restaurant aren’t you planning to go to tonight? I know a nice one. Their food is yummy,” said Wendy.
“Okay. It’s up to you then.”
Boyce was quite easy-going on those matters.
Wendy leaned over, pressing her head on his shoulder, “It’s so nice of you, Boyce.”
She realized that he was indeed a good man. Last night, he accepted him, and today he was going to introduce her to his friends, which was an official announcement, making her feel quite secure.
When a lot of youngsters dated nowadays, girls always challenged their boyfriends, asking if they dared to show their group photos on the WeChat Moments, which was a sign of feeling insecure.
Boyce hadn’t be used to her approach, feeling quite uncomfortable. However, he didn’t push her away. He didn’t think he was a nice man, but as long as he said yes to her, he needed to make it official.
Amanda glared at Wendy. She disliked Wendy a lot because Wendy didn’t care about her public image and acted so intimate to Boyce despite that she was here as well.
For some reason, Amanda disgusted Wendy. No matter what Wendy did, she disliked her a lot.
Wendy asked, “Boyce, where is your phone?”
“In my pocket,” answered Boyce.
Wendy reached out to fumble for it. It was in the pocket of his trousers. Once she lay a finger on it. Boyce hurriedly pushed her hand away, “I’ll get it for you.”
Wendy’s hand was stiffened for a moment. With a smile, she said, “I want to save my phone number in your phone. Don’t be so sensitive.”
Boyce didn’t answer. He pulled out his phone and gave it to her.
Wendy took it over and asked, “What’s your password?”
“No password.” He didn’t set up the password for his cell phone.
Wendy swiped to unlock the screen. She smiled and asked, “What should I name the caller ID? Honey?”
Boyce answered indifferently, “It’s up to you. Anything will do.”
Wendy took a look at him, feeling that his mood wasn’t good, “Are you unhappy?”
“Nope,” Boyce answered.
Wendy didn’t mind, “The caller ID is my name. Do you know JN Restaurant? I’ll reserve a table.”
Boyce hummed. Soon, they arrived at Wendy’s company. After the car was parked, she pushed the door open and got off, “Be careful when driving. Call men when you are free.”
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