Tangled Up In Blue novel Chapter 29

On the street of Ye city crowded with people and cars, Malcolm drove himself to the Era Square. The window was open, and the whistling wind made his hair a little messy, thus making him look uninhibited.

Grandma just went down the mountain. He shouldn't have come out, but He must come out to get some fresh air. Recently, his mind was in a mess.

Times Square was empty. It was rare to see anyone. Catherine waited for him at the most conspicuous place of the square with a handbag. There was no impatient expression on her face. Instead, she took out a mirror from time to time to tidy her hair. A smile curved her lips.

A squeaky brake

With the friction between tires and the ground, a white luxury car was parked in the open parking lot. When she looked there on tiptoe, her eyes instantly lit up.

Malcolm opened the door and got out of the car elegantly. His tall figure and handsome face caught the attention of many girls around him. He lifted his chin and glanced around the crowd.

It seemed that Catherine couldn't wait to run to Malcolm. She was afraid that he might be seduced by other girls if she was late. While running, she shouted, "I'm here! I'm here, Malcolm! "

Hearing the voice, Malcolm immediately fixed his sharp eyes on Catherine, but there was no expression on his face. He looked at Catherine running over, nodded slightly and said, "Miss Lin, I'm late."

"Okay, it's all right." Hearing this, Catherine snickered. She took a deep breath, grabbed Malcolm's arm boldly and expertly and asked, "Malcolm, where are we going later?"

Malcolm frowned. The touch on his arm made him feel uncomfortable. 'Poppi even held his arm like this, but

"Would you like a cup of coffee?" Malcolm replied indifferently, forcing himself to break the train of thought. Meanwhile, he pulled down Catherine's arm with his hand.

"Don't be such!" Catherine groaned coquettishly and grabbed his sleeve again, "let's go. It's your first time to date me."

Then he took back his eyes and said, "I'm not used to it." After that, he pulled down Catherine's hand and strode forward.

She had no choice but to follow them.

They entered a cafe near the square, took a window seat, and ordered a cup of coffee for each, listening to the melodious violin music.

At a party for political and business, the first time they was met. The mayor of Ye city took his daughter there to say hello. Since then, Malcolm had seen Catherine all the time. He thought they were just unfamiliar, but obviously, she didn't think so.

Then he lifted his cup and took a sip of his coffee. He had met Catherine on purpose today. But who has no selfish motive?

"Malcolm, how are you doing recently? How's the company going? The bidding was about to start, and it would be carried out together with the year-end summary The stock price of your company has risen greatly. It's promising! " Catherine held her chin with her hands and looked at Malcolm admiringly.

"Well, try my best." Malcolm asked without any expression in his eyes.

Catherine's eyes widened in surprise and she admired him even more, "Malcolm, you are so cool!"

"Malcolm, you look so cold. It seems that someone owes you money."

Suddenly, what Poppi had said came to his mind. He looked at Catherine and smiled with self mockery.

At Imperial Tang Yard.

After taking a rest with the old lady, Poppi left the room and saw Cora waiting outside the door.

"Why haven't you gone to bed?" Poppi smiled and said, "granny is asleep now. You can go to have a rest too."

"I'm not sleepy yet." Cora replied.

Poppi blinked her eyes, looking up and down the military uniform of Cora, and asked, "Cora, how powerful are you? I haven't seen your fighting skills for a long time. How about teaching me two moves of defending wolf? "

Cora glanced at Poppi and said indifferently, "okay."

"You are indeed a person who has been followed with Malcolm for almost ten years. You are almost as calm as him." Poppi twitched her mouth and said, "fine, if you're not sleepy, I'll go. You can stay here and wait for Malcolm to come back." Then she turned around and walked to her bedroom.

Cora bowed to her respectfully and saw her off. Her eyes were full of worries. Anyway, Poppi was the wife of the young master.

What Poppi could do was just speechless. They had known each other for years. And what she had said to Cora seemed to be nothing at all. It was not that she didn't want to say. It was just that Cora's performance was too hard to get along with.

After eleven o'clock, there were fewer and fewer people in the square. After drinking a cup of coffee together with Catherine for almost two hours, they kept silent.