Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick) novel Chapter 210

Instead of looking at the man, unexpectedly, Ryan turned to look at me first.

After confirmation, he raised his hand and greeted me. "Little girl, long time no see. I asked you to call me before. But you didn't." "Mr. Ryan, how come you can recognize me?"

I was a little surprised.

After all, I was sort of heavily disguised now. It was a miracle that Ryan could recognize me.

Ryan smiled and said, "Yes, I surely can recognize you."

At this moment, the man who had just called out to Ryan walked over and said rather unhappily, "Ryan, why didn't you pay any attention to me when I called you?"

He was a man about the same age as Ryan.

"Didn't you see me talking to my student?"

As Ryan spoke, I looked at the direction he pointed and confirmed it over and over again. Only after that was I sure that he was talking about me.

Hearing this, the man was stunned, saying,

"What did you say? Student? Is she your student?" The man looked at me hurriedly and stretched out his hands, "Hello, hello, nice to meet you. I am the director here. My name is Boris Weil."

He couldn't treat me more respectfully.

"Hello." I looked at Ryan with surprise, "Mr. Ryan, as for this..."

"You are my student-to-be."

Ryan added.

Boris looked at me with admiration and said, "Oh, little girl, you look so young. You, whom Ryan likes to enroll as his student, surely have brilliant talent. After you make some achievements two years later, you have to..."

"Well, I haven't enrolled her yet. Why are you telling her these things? If you scare her away, I'll never let you go!"

Ryan looked at Boris with dissatisfaction.

Boris laughed and said, "Okay, okay, okay. Let's talk about it in the future. We'll talk about it in the future. Let's go inside and have a talk."

"Then I'll leave first."

Seeing that they wanted to go in, I didn't intend to follow them.

Unexpectedly, Ryan said with an unhappy look on his face, "I have said that you are my student in the future. If you don't follow me, I will be embarrassed."

"What's that?"

I was a little confused. But I got Ryan's point. So I quickly nodded and said, "Okay, I won't leave."

Upon hearing this, Ryan felt a little more pleasant.

I was pulled into a reception room behind the exhibition in a daze.

This reception room was antique. And the furniture inside was all made of rosewood.

The carving on it was exquisite.

In my eyes, the furniture placed here all cost a lot of money!

And some of them probably couldn't be purchased with money.

Boris respectfully invited Ryan to sit on the seat of honor.

Unexpectedly, Ryan sat on a rosewood armchair with a reluctant look on his face, "Oh, why are you like the old-fashioned ones in my family? How come you are particular about these things? It's not as comfortable to sit on these as to sit on a sofa."

"The ones I get along with all like them. So I have to buy some." Boris said with a smile, "Did you check the works displayed in this exhibition just now? What do you think of them?"

"Not good."

Ryan said directly.

Boris didn't get angry as he continued to ask, "Why don't you give me some advice?"

As he said that, he took out a booklet displaying the works in this exhibition and handed it to Ryan.

I sat by the side and saw that Ryan flipping through the booklet as he was complaining. And Boris smiled apologetically on the side.

The more I saw it, the more subtle I thought that the relationship between the two of them was.

Boris called Ryan intimately showed that the two of them got along with each other.

But at this time, Boris was so respectful that he didn't look like an acquaintance of Ryan's at all.

He didn't show any mercy.

I shook my head quickly.

Ryan looked at me up and down and asked, "What's wrong with your face?"

"I..." I hesitated for a moment. "Someone poured hydrochloric acid on my face before. Now my facial muscles are injured. And I haven't had a recovery surgery yet."

Upon hearing this, Ryan immediately flew into a rage, saying, "What? Who did so to you? Did you catch him? What's going on? Tell me. I'll find someone to help you catch him."

"There's no need. Thank you, Mr. Ryan."

I didn't want to get Ryan involved in this matter.

Ryan looked at me and sighed deeply, "Alas, forget it. It is okay that your face is ruined. Your hand is still intact. As long as you have a good mind, it'll be OK."

Hearing what he said, I was at a loss for words.

He looked at me and said, "Give me the pen and the notebook with which you have taken notes."

"Ah, okay." Originally, I thought Ryan wanted to check my note. Although I was a little embarrassed, I dared not to refuse.

After I gave the notebook and the pen to him, he didn't turn to the front page of the notebook. Instead, he directly turned to the last page, wrote something on it, and quickly closed it. After that, he handed the notebook back to me, "I didn't give you my phone number last time. This time, I gave it to you. When are you ready to be my student, call me.

After that, he rode away on a 28 bicycle at the door.

Standing where I was, I was figuring out what had happened just now.

I took out my cell phone, intending to save Ryan's phone number in my phonebook. However, a call came in.

On the cell phone screen, the caller ID showed that it was Lisa calling me.

It wasn't until I saw her call that I realized that I hadn't talked to her on the phone for a while.

I picked up the call and heard a woman's dull voice right away over the phone, "Sister, what have you been busy doing recently? I didn't contact you. How come you didn't contact me either?"

"No, it is not like that. Alas, too many things have happened to me recently." Hearing Lisa's voice, I felt relieved.

"In that case, tell me," Lisa said with a smile, "Moreover, it will be my birthday next week. I'll buy myself a birthday cake. If you don't have enough money, I won't want a gift from you. But you have to accompany me to celebrate my birthday during your busy schedule. You have to!"