The Love Book

“Calculating?” John Lu rolled his eyes and snickered, “This is clearly a help, how many times has this young man helped you? I’m just borrowing your face, it’s not like you’re missing an eye.”

Phoebe Barnes is furious.

Knowing that he was a scoundrel and could turn black and white, she was too lazy to continue arguing with him, pinching her brow and saying somewhat lazily, “I’m going to take a break in the corner, do as you please and don’t bother me.”

John Lu looked at her sideways, handsome eyebrows slightly wrinkled, “Are you really that tired?”

He thought it was an excuse that she didn’t want to come with him, but looking at her face now, it was a little unlike that.

“Is there candy for lying to you?” Phoebe Barnes glanced at him and headed for the corner lounge area.

“Are you trying to attract butterflies by sitting alone in the corner?” John Lu slightly raised his eyebrows, hands around his chest, evil smile, “There is nothing here, but the most men, although most are successful people, but not many like this young gentleman.”

Phoebe Barnes is not stupid, turning back to say in a light voice: “You have come all this way in a high profile, how many people do not know that I am with you? Who dares to come over and mess with me? Just leave me alone and let me be quiet for a while.”

For her dislike, John Lu is a little depressed, rubbed his chin and sighed, looked at her and said, “What this young man wants to say is, if you are really tired, you can go to the back room to rest first, the party is over, I will take you back.”

“No need to be so troublesome, I’ll just sit for a while, you go busy yourself.” Phoebe Barnes waved her hand and left, white clothes and white skin, thin and delicate figure in a group of dark suits crowd is extremely bright.

John Lu watched her leave, his eyes darkened, hooked his finger and beckoned a waiter, “Get two people to watch her, don’t let anything happen to her.”

“Yes, Lu less.”

Phoebe Barnes said she was going to rest, but she wasn’t really sleeping, she was just sitting on a stool, looking around for a while and checking her phone.

After about ten minutes, she propped her hands on her chin in slight boredom, her clear black and white eyes turning back and forth in the crowd.

Looking at the entire business circle in front of the most elite men, although dressed in gentlemanly and elegant, pushing a glass of wine but with a strong sense of pomp and fame, even those who laugh Rong are false look disgusting.

Inexplicably, her mind floats Kemp Ross that handsome face, although he is darker than these people are cold, but he never bothered to put up those hypocritical face, he has that ability also has that capital to get what they want, to please the flattery in his eyes will not exist.

Say he is real, but no one can guess what he will do next, say he is false, he has always said one thing, very few people question.

Although it is true, but also through the eyes of a few lovers out of the West, the corners of her lips slightly hooked, slowly revealing a smile Rong.

But the next second, that smile Rong a stiff, the sight followed closely stagnant.

Directly in front, handsome and especially cold man walking slowly, seemingly just passing through the hall, followed by Campbell Butler and two security guards, eyes did not move a moment, directly ignored the two sides want to come forward to talk.

Dreaming? Blurry eyes?

Phoebe Barnes pinched her cheeks hard and rubbed her eyes hard to make sure it was still the same familiar handsome face. Her heart skipped a beat and she suddenly didn’t know whether to run or to go up and say hello.

If she rushes forward, she may also attract the eyes, after all, she is following John Lu.

While she was torn, a figure walked up to him first, one step ahead of her.

Black see-through clothes, sexy deep v, if not a close look is difficult to notice.

Phoebe Barnes’ face changed when she saw the woman’s proper face.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

How did Emily Bryrant get here?

Shouldn’t she be looking for John Lu? What was Kemp Ross doing?

Looking at Emily Bryrant’s smiling face felt inexplicably harsh, Phoebe Barnes clenched her fingers and resisted the urge to go forward.

In the distance, I do not know what Emily Bryrant said to Kemp Ross, the man’s cold handsome face although a frown, but did not directly leave, standing in place for two seconds, and then followed Emily Bryrant away.

Phoebe Barnes watched the two disappearing at the end of the road, her face always expressionless, but her fingers on the table curled tightly.

After a while, she raised her hand and poured herself a glass of wine, stared at the red liquid in the glass, lifted it up and took a sip, then put it down, stood up, pursed her watery lips and lifted her steps in the direction the two had just left and walked in stride.

The back are resting rooms, what are they going to say that is taking so long to come out?

Phoebe Barnes walked through the corridors, there were so many rooms and each one was decorated the same, she walked half the day and saw no one but the waiters.

Even Campbell Butler was not there.

The heart began to confuse, she closed her eyes, because of impatience small hand habitually placed between the lips and bite.

Not wanting to give up, he turned around and kept looking again.

After about another half hour, just when she was wondering if Kemp Ross had already left, she walked past the bathroom and bumped right into the owner.

Kemp Ross just came out of the bathroom, saw her, also is obviously frozen for a few seconds, the breath is dark and cool, but the voice is sexy and husky for no reason, “Phoebe Barnes?”

“Huh?” The woman snapped back to her senses and looked at him, her tongue somewhat in a knot, not knowing what to say first, “You, I … uh, what a coincidence!”

Half a day to squeeze out two words, even she herself embarrassed want to find a hole in the ground to burrow out.

Obviously hanging around here for half a day, where is the coincidence?

The man’s handsome face was a deep and tense danger, as if he did not notice her difference, suddenly a clasp on her bare shoulders, his voice was not like the previous clear and cold, “You are Phoebe Barnes?”

“…”

Phoebe Barnes was startled by him, her shoulder was scratched a little pain, looking at him like this, her heart inexplicably more nervous, stammering nod, “Yes, yes, it’s me.”

The man looked like he had gotten some definite answer, and something began to well up under his dark eyes.

Let go of her shoulders, followed by clasping her wrists, before she can slow down, casually push open the door of the next room, pulling her into and then unlocked, the action is smooth and complete.

Phoebe Barnes’ watery eyes looked like she was in shock, still thinking that the place in front of her was where they had just talked, and scanned the room nervously, “Just, just yourself?”

What about Campbell Butler?

What about Emily Bryrant?

Kemp Ross lowered his eyes to look at her palm of the delicate face, bright red lips a closed, palm touch soft and boneless, only to feel dry mouth, the heart of a cluster of fire began to run in the body four, burning the throat.

But he still held back and didn’t do anything immediately, just suddenly pinched her thin waist and pushed her against the wall, his dark deep eyes circled her small face, and his hoarse through voice whispered, “Why are you here?”

Not that he wanted to be suspicious, it was just too much of a coincidence.