Chapter 848 Smile To Me

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

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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! "