"Miss Martin, there's a new playground in my house recently. Can I invite you to play?"
"Can I treat you to a meal?"
Sara: "..." No, no.
She looked at the culprit, Freya, helplessly. Only then did Freya realize her mistake. She coughed and stood in front of Sara, saying, "My family, the famous flower, has a husband."
Someone said, "Miss Martin, do you mind having one more boyfriend?"
Sara: "..." I don't mind saying anything else, but Master Hank must mind it very much. It's the kind of mind that will kill you.
Freya finally took Sara to a lounge and closed the door. She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I finally know why you dressed up like that." She sat down next to Sara and said, "I'm sorry, I'm angry. If that fat Nico really kissed you, how disgusting you will be, won't you?"
Sara said, "It's okay. I know you're doing this for my own good."
Freya suddenly held her face and kissed her. "Even if I'm born to be a man, I'm willing to flirt with you!"
Sara was confused. "What's lace?"
Freya didn't know what to say.
Freya stared at her for a while and said, "Someone must have taken pictures of what happened today and sent them to the campus today. You don't have to hide your face when you go to school on Monday. Anyway, everyone knows it."
Sara said, "Oh."
To tell the truth, the face-covered was really blocking his sight.
"What the f*ck," Scarlet said, "Sara has grown into a coquettish woman."
Alex was speechless. "What the hell are you talking about?"
Scarlet said matter-of-factly, "It's just a goblin who makes people want to beat her. You understand, don't you?"
Alex said with a cold face, "I don't understand."
Scarlet sighed. "I've treated Sara as my older sister, but she didn't even show me what she looks like. I'm so disappointed in her."
Alex ignored him and was just thinking, "Do you think I should go to the online campus again?"
"..." Scarlet said, "It's useless. As far as I know, they not only communicate with each other on the campus, but also have thousands of Whatsapp groups. If you can't stop them, don't cover them up."
After saying that, Scarlet felt a bit bitter again. "But it's really a bit difficult for Sara to grow up like this. I don't know how many people have written her a love letter. Not to mention that she's an illegitimate daughter, even if she's Sun, she can't stop the dog from showing its love."
Alex was speechless. She had to admit that Scarlet's words were not so rough.
Sara took a birthday cake from her cousin. When he left with her and her friends, he called her and told her that he had come downstairs to pick her up. When Freya heard her cousin's voice, she said hurriedly, "Sara! Don't say that you were almost rude today!"
Otherwise, I'll lose my pocket money! Sara chuckled. "Don't worry. I won't say anything."
Scarlet did not hear their murmur. Instead, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Did you change your phone?"
Sara glanced at his phone and said, "Well, it's from uncle."
Freya cried, "I also want an uncle like him, but no one has given me the latest money."
Scarlet said, "You're so promising."
When they got downstairs, Sara said goodbye to everyone, "Then I'll go back first."
Scarlet was worried. "Do you really don't want me to send you off?"
"No, there's no need. Someone's coming to pick me up." Sara pulled the belt of his small bag and ran to the black car with a wave of his hand.
Inside the car, the corner of his eyes twitched as he looked at Sara's face. He thought to himself, "She's really a little beauty. No wonder Master Hank likes her so much."
Sara opened the door and immediately saw a person sitting in the back seat.
The man was wearing a gray-blue Shirt with a delicate gemstone collar needle on the collar. It was rare that all the buttons of the Shirt were buckled, revealing a slender and cold- white neck. His cold star-like eyes fell on her.
Sara: "... Master Hank, why are you here?"
She got in the car and looked at Hank curiously.
Hank said coldly, "I'll pick you up on the way after the meeting."
Sara thanked her and said, "Are you going to attend Miss Johnson's birthday gift tomorrow?"
The Johnson family had already sent the invitation card. Hank certainly had no time to attend a little girl's adulthood ceremony, and the Johnson family didn't think he would go, so the invitation card was purely meant to be sent.
"Do you want to go?" If the little child wanted to go, it was not impossible.
Sara shook his head. "No, that's not it. I've already attended the competition."
Hank remembered that he said that she and Scarlet were friends, so he said, "Well, have you finished your meal yet?"
Sara said sheepishly, "I only ate a piece of cake."
Hank ordered, "Go to enjoy The Corner Saloon."
The Corner Saloon was a private restaurant. He only received 20 tables of guests every day and did not accept reservation. The cook got off work at four o'clock in the afternoon and it was almost seven o'clock. The 20 tables of guests had already been booked, and even the cook was off work. If others heard that he was going to visit The Corner Saloon at this time, they would probably laugh at him. In fact, when a phone call went out, The Corner Saloon immediately called the cook back to welcome the distinguished guests.
Sara didn't know much about this. He just felt that this private restaurant was beautifully decorated and antique.
Hank took the menu and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
Sara wanted to eat seafood.
Hank ordered steamed butter crab, noodles with stir-fried sauce and dried shrimp, which were full of a big table of dishes, rich in color, aroma, and taste.
Sara picked up a yellow crab to peel, but before he could eat meat, his fingertip had already been scratched by the hard crab shell.
"..." She looked at her wound. When she was about to rush to the faucet, Hank had already grabbed her hand. Frowning, he looked at her, and then... put her finger into his mouth.
Feeling the warm and humid touch on her fingertip, Sara's face immediately turned red like a big apple.
Hank took out her finger and looked at it. The bleeding stopped. He said coldly. "You're just waiting for the guest to peel the crab by himself?!"
The waiter was speechless. He was Shivering with fear.
"It has nothing to do with them," Sara said hurriedly. "I'm fine. It doesn't hurt either."
Hank looked at her wound again. There was a wound on her soft white finger, which was so dazzling.
He said irritably, "Get anti-inflammatory drugs."
The waiter looked at Sara with gratitude and thought, "Who is this kind-hearted and beautiful little sister?"
Then he quickly took anti-inflammatory drugs and band wounds.
Sara had planned to treat his wound on his own, but Hank threw out a cold sentence, "The doctor doesn't treat himself", and insisted on treating his wound himself.