"Don't be so aloof. You're an idiot," she said with a smile.
She wouldn't have any trouble if she was replaced with such a man.
Looking at the regret on that woman's face, Debbie was afraid that she would kill her friend by herself.
"Got it. Go." Debbie waved her hand dismissively.
She sighed in relief and went back to the ward. Seeing the man with bandage on his leg, she felt
relieved.
"Do you think my leg will be disabled?" After a short pause, he asked, "Will you still want me if I can't
stand up?"
The woman pretended to be angry and laughed heartlessly. "Hey, don't say such ambiguous words.
You can stand up. I have never wanted you."
Besides, he was unable to stand up because he could take part in several advertising photos that
called for caring about disabled people.
"Really?" The man also laughed, with a coquettish pink color in the corners of his eyes. What she
meant was quite obvious.
The woman made a gesture to hide the blush on her face and turned around quickly.
Screw it! He asked while knowing the answer.
On the other side, Consuela and Cassie got on the elevator.
"Do you still want the autographs?" Watching the exciting scene unfold in the elevator, which had
changed into a sad one, Consuela couldn't help but shake her hand.
She couldn't help but sigh that the postcards seemed to be the landscape paintings of the man in the
play. If she said that Debbie was not interested in him, she would never believe it.
All of a sudden, Cassie turned her head away with great courage and said arrogantly, "I don't accept
gifts from my love rival."
The ordinary brainless fan was not her type, but the woman who appeared now was too powerful.
Her idol called her nickname affectionately, which could never be compared to the photo scandal.
Consuela didn't understand what was bothering her.
Since she thought that it was a wise decision, then let her be. With a slight nod, Consuela put the
postcards away.
Actually, they had also made a lot of progress in this trip, but it was just that Cassie was too concerned
about the intimate service of her idol.
She walked up and down to leave with a mixed feeling of anger. Shrugging her shoulders, Consuela
went back to the ward to face the man with a long face.
Richie was still working on his laptop. When he felt thirsty, he took the vacuum cup from the bedside
table and took a sip of warm water.
The sparkling screen shone on his face.
Even though the fine fluff on his face was fuzzy, and his hair looked as soft as before. Consuela could
see it, though it's just an illusion.
"What? Are you chased back by your idol?" The man raised his head and smiled wickedly.
With a mischievous smile on her face, she said, "I admired him very much. He even gave me some
autographs."
The man raised his eyebrows noncommittally. "Well, you swindled with the Ye Clan's mistress again?"
Maybe it was because his eyes were full of contempt that made her extremely annoyed, but she could
not really break up with him. She just sat down on the sofa with a sneer.
Did he really think she cared about her identity?
The joy on her face vanished. She took out her phone and began to surf the Internet.
The man looked at her, who was in a bright rage but seemed to be unusually grieved because of his
hesitation. His face was full of playfulness.
'She was so angry but she didn't dare to say anything. That's all!'
"Ding Dong, Ding Dong..." When the Internet was just connected, the messages of the high school
classmate group were bursting out.
Consuela turned off the phone sound and opened the group's chat. At the same time, a new email
popped up.
The group was full of online blessings, and a few of the classmates who had chatted with her before
also made comments there.
She clicked on the new email and found that there was a wedding invitation on which were a
handsome man and a beautiful woman. It looked warm and romantic.
They were the class belle and the class beau in high school. She had heard about their story, but she
didn't expect that they really made it.
She not only sighed, but also added to the wishes.
Unexpectedly, when she just finished sending the message and wanted to quit the group chat, she was
called by Adriana Mu.
'Consuela, please come to my wedding ceremony with Terence.'
Looking at the message, the corners of her mouth twitched. She wondered whether she would feel safe
there?
After she promised, she received a long series of kissing emojis.
Consuela was a little embarrassed. She wasn't a passionate person. Besides, they two didn't get on
well with each other at school.
They were at swords' points. Adriana Mu always liked to steal the spotlight, but she lost to Consuela in
a math test, so she hated Consuela.
It was not until then that Consuela learned that there was an agreement between them. If she won,
they would be together.
Maybe Terence thought she couldn't win the championship, so he accepted the challenge perfunctorily.
Then, Adriana Mu started to ask for some tutors, but she was easily defeated by Consuela, which
made her very resentful.
When she felt helpless for that accident, she exited the group chat. When she was about to chase after
the drama, the senior high school monitor suddenly talked to her in private.
They had organized a senior high school reunion. Many of them had signed up for the party and she
could not be absent from the local.
'He-he, a classmate reunion has always had three comparisons, money, beauty and men.'
She felt too ashamed to attend.
Then she was rejected by the monitor.
'Consuela, are you frightened? Don't scare me. You have infiltrated into Sruthan Group, such a big
company. Tell me. Do you look down on us old classmates?'
The monitor was a squad leader who could comment on trifles as if sparks crashed into the earth.
A powerful army that can ward off violent attacks with just one mouth.
She was afraid that the monitor would continue to talk about this matter. So she immediately
responded, "Okay, I'll go to the party this time. Even if you don't come, I will surely go there."
When she had been in Sruthan Building, only her family knew about it. The monitor and her sister were
good friends, so they should have known it clearly.
They were waiting for her to dig a hole for herself, and then she would retort slowly.
Finally the monitor said in distress, "Have a good performance in Sruthan Group."
Consuela smiled awkwardly. In the past, she was just a secretary in the Secretary Department, but now
she was treated as a high-ranking officer in the company.
She felt so ashamed.
She was not in the mood to watch the drama anymore. Looking down at her belly, she pinched it and
thought bitterly.
If she told someone that she had gained weight in the office after graduation, she wondered whether
there was anyone willing to believe her.
Luckily, it was still in winter and could be covered by thick clothes.
She signed again, with full of helplessness.
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