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Mnie chose not to respond to Simon’s words. The car was quite dim, and she found somefort in looking out the window.
Simon also fell silent and leaned back in his seat, ying with his phone. He was typing very fast, and
asionally, Mnie could hear him chuckle carelessly.
He suddenly looked up and casually said to Eugene, “Eugene, you can drop me off at Times Square? I have something to do.”
Eugene nced at him through the rearview mirror. “Am I your chauffeur?”
“No, I just happen to have a date with someone,” Simon spoke while opening the voice message from the inte–famous celebrity he had just arranged to meet.
A sweet voice immediately came from his phone, “Simon, when are youing?”
It was well–known that Simon loved to y around. Eugene stopped the car at the next intersection and calmly reminded him, “Don’t cause unnecessary trouble, like what happened with Skr.”
“I’m not that careless,” Simon replied before opening the door and getting out.
The cold wind blew the drizzle onto Mnie’s face as soon as the door opened.
She knew who Skr was. He was another yboy in the circle who loved to date young models. Recently, one of the inte -famous women he was with got pregnant and caused a big fuss when she insisted on marrying him.
Skr was unwilling to marry her, and she ended up jumping off a building. The incident caused a huge uproar, so Skr’s family had to force him into marriage.
Mnie looked up. Even in the dim light, Eugene’s profile appeared somewhat indifferent. However, she quickly averted her gaze.
Mnie heard Vi call out to her and looked at her. She could not actually see her expression clearly and could only vaguely make out a silhouette. Vi paused before continuing, “Mnie, I have a question, but I don’t know if I should ask.”
She sounded genuinely troubled and also a little innocent. After a moment’s silence, Mnie replied, “What is it?”
“Are you in a romantic rtionship with Mr. Xander or Mr. Stephen? I’m a bit curious.” Vi turned her face to look at Mnie.
She added, “I don’t mean anything <i>by </i>it. If you’re notfortable sharing, just pretend I didn’t ask, okay?”
How could Mnie not answer when she already put it that way? If she did not answer, it would look like she was navigating her unclear rtionships between Xander and Stephen.
Vi’s question had indeed been worded quite sophisticatedly. Mnie’s eyshes fluttered, and she replied calmly, “What’s so ufortable about it? It just seems unnecessary for me to report to thepany about whether I’m in any romantic rtionships. It’s a private matter, after all.”
Her attitude was somewhat firm. Vi forced a smile. “I thought we were friends…”
“Setting aside our work rtionship, I don’t believe we have any other connections.”
With that, the smile on Vi’s face froze as she whispered, “Sorry, Mnie.”
Mnie remained silent, gazing out the window. The light rain continued, and there were not many vehicles on the road. Mnie initially thought that Eugene would drive back to her residential area.
With the rain pouring down on them, she assumed he would prioritize taking her home considering Vi was his legitimate girlfriend now.
However, to her surprise, Eugene took a detour and dropped Vi off at her apartment in the northern part of the city.
Vi did not react to this either. She just fluttered her eyshes before saying to Eugene softly, “It’s still raining. Be careful on your way home.”
Eugene acknowledged her with a hum. He then took out an umbre from the storagepartment and handed it to Vi. “Take your time going back. Uncle will worry if you’re too fast.”
Hearing his words, any hesitation on Vi’s face immediately dissipated. She had initially been a bit displeased that Eugene directly took her home.
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