Martin was a man of few words. Even in some occasions, he always regarded himself as a mascot.
Occasionally, he would say a few words, but always brief and to the point.
What a loving scene to see him nagging!
Cassandra sat down next to Martin and picked up an apple. When she was about to bite it, Martin
grabbed her wrist and took the apple away. Then he began to peel it with a knife naturally.
With her hands on the back of her head, Cassandra leaned against the sofa and said lazily, "Don't be
afraid. I know a little about these projects. At that time, even if I have to compete, I won't lose too much
to embarrass you."
Was he worried about losing face?
This girl really worried him. He probably didn't marry a wife, but raised a daughter.
Martin peeled the apple and cut it into small pieces. Then he pushed it in front of Cassandra, pricked a
piece and fed it to Cassandra's mouth. "It's okay if you want to go, but you can't go to compete
casually, let alone fight with others. I'll go with you."
Cassandra took a bite of the apple, "You are injured. Why do you go to that kind of place? What if you
get hurt? Just stay at home and let Carlos go with me. By the way, will Robert and others go with us? "
Karen felt that she had encountered an unprecedented disaster. She must have seen a fake Martin. It
was not until Cassandra asked that she came to her senses and found her lost voice. "Robert and
others are here, as well as Lenny."
Hearing this, Cassandra immediately straightened up and stared at Karen, "Would Talbot and Arthur
come at that time?"
There were only two pairs of friends around her, with whom she could play mahjong.
With red ears, Karen subconsciously avoided Cassandra's sight and nodded nervously, "Yes, they will
all come."
Cassandra rubbed her chin with an incredible look on her face. She didn't care if Talbot came. After all,
he was a social elite and the most important thing was not to make trouble. But how could Mr. Arthur,
who was lame now, come out to have fun?
He was incredible!
Cassandra pouted, "Well, if there's nothing else, we'll go back first."
Carlos immediately rushed over and said, "Okay, sister-in-law, I'll get the car ready right away! Please
help Master. Master is still injured. "
'I have given you such a good chance to show off our love. Am I awesome?'
Cassandra didn't reply.
'Do I need such a stupid opportunity to show off our love?
No way!'
Despite this, Cassandra held Martin's arm carefully and said, "You look like pregnant now. How can I
rest assured that you can go out and play? If you get hurt, I will be heartbroken."
"En" replied Martin.
It felt so good to be loved by his wife~
Being completely ignored, Karen had no choice but to follow the two silently, her eyes constantly
looking back and forth between the two. It was not until Cassandra helped Martin get on the car that
she turned to look at Karen.
Cassandra fumbled in her pocket for a long time, but didn't find anything. She had to take off a
necklace from her neck, "I didn't bring any gift for the first time we met. This necklace is the latest style,
and I only wear it today. Miss Fourteen, if you don't mind, you can take it as a gift."
Hearing that, Karen's pupils shrank slightly. She had been held in the palm of the Su family since she
was a child. She was afraid that she couldn't put down all the gifts given by others. They were all top
brand luxuries that she had collected, but she had never been so scared like now.
Karen shook her head shyly, "It's a gift from Sister Cassandra. How can I dislike it?"
Cassandra nodded slightly, walked over and carefully put the necklace on Karen's neck. She stood
behind Karen, and the two were very close to each other. Karen's heart suddenly stopped beating, and
then it began to ring like a drum.
After putting on the necklace for her, Cassandra said, "It's getting late. Miss Fourteen, it's time to go
back. Be careful on the way."
A touch of disappointment flashed across Karen's eyes. She curled her lips and reached out to pull the
corner of Cassandra's clothes. When Cassandra was about to get in the car, she suddenly turned
around with a faint helpless expression on her face. "Miss Fourteen, what else can I do for you?"
It was the first time that Karen had met someone who treated her so coldly. Although it seemed that
there was nothing wrong with Cassandra, there seemed to be a cold and thick wall between them.
Karen stared at Cassandra with grievance, "I... Can I have your phone number? "
Hearing this, Cassandra was stunned for a while, and then smiled, "Honey, don't be too active. Of
course I have to take the initiative."
As Cassandra spoke, she took out a pink phone from Karen's handbag, unlocked it, entered a number
on the screen and dialed it.
A few seconds later, her phone rang. She hung up the phone and gave it to Karen. Then she turned
around and got on the car, leaving the stunned Karen behind.
Holding the phone in her hand, Karen could still feel the warmth left by Cassandra's body.
In the Maybach.
Sitting next to Martin, Cassandra felt something was wrong. Why did he change so quickly?
What was going on?
Cassandra glanced at Martin from the corner of her eyes, and then raised her hand to hold Martin's
chin, "Come on, beauty, give me a smile."
Martin raised his head, with a touch of imperceptible coldness flashing in his deep eyes. He thought he
was calm enough, but when he saw Cassandra flirting with a girl just now, he was already driven mad
with jealousy.
Martin stared at Cassandra with his dark eyes and asked, "Which hand did you touch her hand just
now?"
Cassandra, "..."
Damn! In the battlefield, the jealous king never admitted defeat!
She had been wondering why he suddenly turned against her just now. So, as the president of the Lu
Group, how could he be jealous of a little girl?
Cassandra swallowed and raised her claws pitifully, "What if she touched both of my hands?"
"Chop them off," said Martin.
He really wanted to cut off her hands and feed them to the dog!
Cassandra almost spat out a mouthful of blood. She waved her claws in front of Martin and said
weakly, "My sweetheart, are you willing to do that? Look at my hands. They don't look like hands that
cook soup and massage for you when you go back?"
With a helpless expression on his face, Martin said, "Don't do it again."
Cassandra immediately nodded, "Yes! I must listen to my sweetheart! "
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