Chapter 450 A Good Example (2)

Name:If You Want Me Author:Qing Cha
Smelling the human body, Susie was amused by such a ridicule. She rolled her eyes and said, "You continue to indulge yourself in it."

Lying in her ear, Mark laughed out loud. Obviously, he was taken as a freak by the people in the elevator.

Unable to stand the disrespectful stares, Susie pulled one of his sleeves and complained, "In the hospital, you laughed like a lunatic. There is nothing good for you."

Hearing this, Mark couldn't help but chuckle. Since there weren't many people in the elevator, the people inside kept looking at them curiously.

She had received a lot of such attention ever since she was a child, all because of her identity, or because of her studies. However, it was her first time to be attacked by a relationship problem.

It was inevitable that she felt a bit shy in front of him. When he lowered his head, she reached out to grab his sleeve and kept looking at the ground.

Knowing clearly about this woman's personality, Mark didn't want to find an excuse for her. He just smiled and looked up, putting his chin on the woman's head.

They enjoyed their warmth. As soon as Consuela arrived at the Ye's house, she always felt nervous, her eyelids twitching.

Regardless of what time it was now, she went back to the bedroom and dialed Richie. After ringing for dozens of seconds, someone answered the phone, and it was Baron.

"Consuela, what's up?"

"… I'm looking for Richie. Is he there? "

He was holding someone else's phone, and he was just playing a fool. This made Consuela more uneasy, but she managed to stay calm.

With the phone in his hand, Baron looked at the man who was sitting three meters away from him. He was applying the medicine on his wound. With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he said, "My cousin, he..."

The words were deliberately dragged out. As he saw, the man looked up with a warning in his black eyes, but his thin lips were not much red.

He looked like he had just finished a terrible roll in trash.

Richie

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

ll just ask one question. I'll hang up as soon as I finish speaking Is he okay? "

On hearing this, the man who did not do anything wrong, stopped, and he was urged by the person on the other side to get his voice back to normal.

"What kind of bad thing could happen to my cousin? Consuela, just rest assured. I can guarantee that there will never be any problem!"

After some heart warming words, he made up an excuse and hung up the phone.

Poor Consuela not only didn't know how to comfort herself, but also had a bee in her head because of the phone call just now.

But Baron seemed to relax with a sigh of relief as he fell down on the sofa and sighed, "Why am I so tired after answering a phone as if I did during the war?"

Without using any painkillers, Richie took out the bullet from his arm. Then he walked to the sofa with a cold face and picked up his phone from the sofa.

His face was as pale as a ghost, but he forced a smile and answered, "That's because you are too guilty."

His perfunctory words made him feel cold as if he had been splashed cold water on his head. What a pleasure in calming him down.

He occupied the sofa with a groan, looking at the man who put away his mobile phone and was walking to the balcony with the cigarette in his hand which was already burning red.

"What about aunt?"