Chapter 717
In fact, Crystal did not have any other thoughts. She simply felt that the two children
were frightened-oh, Larissa was the only one who was frightened, so she would feel a
lot better if she ate delicious food.
Harold was driving a low-key black Bentley today. Crystal was leaning against the car
door, drinking juice. The summer wind blew her long hair. Fortunately, it was time for
class now, and there were not many people on campus. Otherwise, if they were
standing here, people would probably think that there were celebrities here filming a
movie.
Crystal drank the juice and looked at the last sip. But she couldn’t drink it anymore, so
she handed it to Harold and said, “Drink it.” She didn’t want to hold on to this bottle.
Harold didn’t say anything. Crystal had developed a bad habit recently. She became a
little picky. She didn’t like and didn’t want to waste what she had tasted, so she fed all
of them to Harold.
He took the juice and drank it. Then he threw the bottle into the trash can. A middleaged cleaner, who was looking at him covetously, rushed up and stuffed the bottle into
his sack.
Harold asked, “Didn’t you say that the bottles are not worth any money?”
Crystal said, “If he can’t find any cardboard, can he not pick up plastic bottles? He still
needs to eat.”
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