C13 Who Gave You the Confidence?

That was the local tyrant of Fernville. He was one of the top three families in the world.

As the Young Master Finneas of the Loxley family, his status was nothing to be proud of. He actually came here to use a commoner girl like her to deal with his Son-in-law-to-be-husband.

Then, what kind of identity did the real Son-in-law-to-be-husband have?

No wonder Bianca was so shocked.

"It's not easy to explain this to you. Anyway, you just remember that Finneas is not my Son-in-law-to-be-husband. When you see him in the future, we'll take a detour."

Bianca looked at the serious expression on Jovie's face. Although she didn't really understand the matter of the Son-in-law-to-be-husband, she finally understood a little bit. In the future, she would take a detour when she saw Finneas.

Bianca nodded like a chick pecking at rice. Jovie smiled and took her to the dormitory. While walking, she even extorted her.

"Please treat me to milk tea and burgers later."

"Why are you extorting me every time you come back to school?"

"Who asked you to work hard for me every time you come back to school."

The two of them carried large and small bags as they walked away. Their backs looked very harmonious and loving.

When they arrived at the dormitory, Bianca helped Jovie pack everything up.

It was just dark. After taking a shower, Jovie laid on Bianca's bed lazily. She flipped through the photos she had taken during her travels and waited for Bianca to pick her clothes before they went out for dinner.

"Tsk tsk tsk, these photos are really beautiful!"

Jovie sighed as she watched. Bianca was holding her clothes and gesturing at them. When she heard Jovie's words, she turned around and added another sentence.

"He's also good-looking."

"Who gave you the confidence that the photos are obviously better than the person?"

Jovie was mercilessly insulting her. Although she also felt that Bianca herself was actually much better looking than the photos.

However, she would never say it in front of this girl. Otherwise, this guy would be able to wag his tail to the heavens.

"Bianca! When did you become so good? It's just a meal, right? Why are you dressed so exquisitely?"

Jovie stretched out her hand weakly and looked at Bianca, who had picked up two hours of clothes, with a pleading gaze.

"Who said that it's just a meal? When I went back to school, I bumped into a senior who had graduated. He asked me to go to the bar and said that he could settle the matter of our internship."

Bianca happily chose her clothes and was about to go to the bathroom to change them when Jovie's faint voice sounded.

"What kind of senior is he? He's so unruly to actually ask me to meet him in the bar."

"Oh, he's the bar manager now. Furthermore, he's very handsome!"

"That's also unruly! Hey, wait a minute. Handsomeness is the main point."

After saying that, Jovie nodded in agreement. At this moment, her heart was filled with thoughts. 'How can he be more handsome than my man? Eh, I seem to have forgotten to send a message to someone today.'

Thinking of this, Jovie quickly took out her phone and sent a very seductive and artistic message to Keane.

This habit had persisted since the day she came out of the Loxley family's old residence. The road to pursuing her husband was long and arduous, and she had to continue persevering.

In a private room in the Jiang City, which could overlook half of the night scene in the center of Jiang City.

At this moment, because of the questions and doubts that Keane had asked, Director Ludlow was unable to provide a reasonable explanation, causing the negotiations to fall into a deadlock.

Director Ludlow of Sent was wiping the cold sweat on his forehead with a tissue. He looked nervous and flustered, and he lowered his head from time to time, thinking about something.

The extremely low pressure spread, and even the usually-close to Keane, Callan, could not stand the low pressure. He wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere and try to persuade Director Ludlow to speak the truth.

Keane's private phone rang with a text notification. He took out his phone and glanced at it, but his action of putting it back into his pocket froze.

It was a message from Jovie!

Jovie: I want to be your bedside book, your cat, and your ideal person.

Callan, who had sharp eyes, saw the contents of the message and started to worry about his Young Lord.

Recently, 'Angelically girl' had been sending this kind of coquettish message to Young lord every day. It was unknown what kind of medicine she had taken.

Hopefully, it was not a conspiracy of 'Angelically girl' and Young Master Finneas. Young Master would go crazy.

Unable to hold back his curiosity, Callan quietly took a glance at his Young lord's expression.

His face was still that gloomy and indifferent face, and his eyes were still sharp. There was no sign of softening.

However, the low pressure in the room was gradually decreasing.

"If you don't have any sincerity, there's no need to continue the discussion."

Keane placed his phone in his pocket and pressed it against his chest. His tone was casual, and his words were hard to hide the sharpness in them.

The company was not the only one that could be chosen as a partner, and it was indeed the only one that could satisfy Keane. However, he was not forced to cooperate with the company.

However, the arrogant Director Ludlow wanted to use this to raise the price and hide the problem, so it was a huge mistake.

When Keane left, Director Ludlow finally realized what he had said.

He immediately chased after him after he lost his handkerchief. He wanted to ask Keane to sit back and negotiate, even if he had to lower the price.

However, when he chased after him, Keane's car had already left. Director Ludlow was the only one left standing in the same spot, regretting his actions.

At the Royal Bar.

Balin, the senior who graduated from Peking University, went to KFC to pick up the two girls and invited them to have a drink at the bar.

The colorful lights blinded Jovie's eyes. The crowd on the stage was screaming, and everywhere they went, it was filled with decadence and hormones.

"Bianca, drink less."

Helplessly looking at Bianca who was drunk, Jovie snatched the bottle of wine from her hand and whispered into her ear.

"Ah! What did you say? I can't hear you clearly. Why did you snatch my wine bottle? This is a cocktail. It tastes really good. Try it."

Bianca, who was already in a daze, snatched the wine bottle from Jovie's hands and asked her to taste it.

Jovie agreed to her request and took a sip. The silly girl even smiled and asked if it tasted good.

"Bianca, you're drunk. Let's go back."

The senior was so unruly that he had left the two of them to do their own thing. He didn't mention anything about the internship and kept calling the bartender to send them wine. The cocktail table was full of high-end cocktails. Was he afraid that they wouldn't be able to drink it all?

Ever since Balin saw them in the bar and said that he would wait for them, he had been drinking for three hours.

Jovie was already pissed.

In addition, there were a few groups of men who wanted to come over and flirt with them. They even asked if they wanted to get a room.

This made Jovie's anger rise to the top.

"I drank three men. My tolerance is good. Hey, Jovie, why isn't the senior here yet? Didn't you say that you were going to discuss the internship?"