Not only did Armand think like this, but he did it too, "What does Declan have? Doesn't he just have a
powerful dad? If he didn't have his dad, he would be nothing! Whenever I see that smug look on his
face, I get angry. I can't wait to beat him to death."
Boyce was still depressed. Looking at Armand's childish behavior, he thought he looked very funny.
Matthew told them to go back, while Boyce had nowhere to go. And he had been very busy. Although
he didn't have to go to work now, he found he didn't even have a place to stay.
Armand put his arm around his neck, "Will you go to the villa with me?"
Boyce said, "No."
Armand was going after his wife, so what was Boyce going to do at his villa?
"All you think about all day is your woman. Can't you do anything else? Since you're so idle, aren't you
afraid you'll become retarded?" Boyce complained to him mercilessly.
Armand clicked his tongue, "I don't make any less money than you do, so how am I idle? I just see it
more clearly than you do."
"How do you see it more clearly than I do?" Boyce asked.
" Tell me, why do we work?"
Boyce replied, "We work for a living, obviously."
"And what do we need in life?" Armand asked again.
"Water, fire..."
"Pfft..." Armand nearly spat out the water he had just had. Then he glanced at Boyce in disgust, "I'd like
to crack open your brain and see what's inside. Water and fire are the necessities of life, but those
things are not life. If a person wants to have a good life, he must have a successful career and have a
partner who can be with him through thick and thin and never leave him. Although we have the former,
we do not have the latter. It's natural for me to go after the latter now."
Boyce looked at him lightly, "I have nothing now, so as long as I'm alive, I'm fine."
He stood up and walked out of the office after he said that.
Matthew had already left for a while. The two of them had been talking nonsense for half a day, and it
was time to leave the office.
Armand chased after him, "How about this? I'll give you a ride to college to find your girlfriend?"
Boyce got a headache from hearing him talk.
"Stop following me. I want to be alone."
Armand followed him, "No way. I have to be with you. What if you get depressed and try to kill yourself?
Just give me your time today. I'll sacrifice my time to stay with you."
"You're the one who's going to kill yourself!" Boyce walked to the other side in disgust and pulled away
from him, but Armand approached him again, "What's wrong with you? Why do you look like you are
heartbroken? You look depressed."
Boyce looked at him, said nothing, and stood at the curb to call a cab.
"Where are you going?" Armand sensed that something was wrong with him, "Didn't Matthew have a
plan? Why are you still so depressed?"
Boyce bowed his head, "Jasmine is gone."
Armand was confused. She hadn't even graduated from college yet. She was gone? Where could she
go?
"I'm not sure." Boyce said.
Armand was even more confused, "What could have happened to make her give up on her studies?"
Boyce told Armand about Jasmine's mother. If he told Armand, he would feel better.
Armand looked at him cautiously, "So you're upset because she's gone?"
At that time, the car stopped. Boyce waved his hand, and the car quickly pulled over. And then Armand
followed him in the car, "I asked you a question!"
"I don't know." Boyce replied impatiently.
He really didn't know. He had felt something in his heart when he received her letter mentioning that
she liked him.
He didn't know if he liked her either.
Armand fell silent. And he finally knew why he was so depressed.
The cab driver asked them, "Where are you going?"
Armand looked at him and told the driver of a location.
He had heard from one of the lawyers at the law firm the other day that there was a blind date party at
the east end of town today. It was said to be organized by some major dating website, and a lot of
single girls would be there. And Boyce was just right to go to this blind date party.
The party seemed to be widely publicized. The cab driver even knew about it, "Are you guys single
too?"
Armand pointed at Boyce, "He is."
Boyce was not in the mood and ignored him.
The cab driver sneered, "This is the fifth time I'm driving to that party today."
Armand was surprised, "So many people are going there? Are they men or women?"
"Both." The cab driver said, "But there are still more guys. I heard that the male-to-female ratio is
imbalanced at the moment. Even women who have been married twice are popular in the dating
market. My cousin joined the army some years ago. He was a little older after he was discharged. After
he had gone through many failed blind dates, he then got married to a woman who had been married
three times."
Armand blinked, "Your cousin is ugly, isn't he?"
There were a lot of girls who like military men these days.
The cab driver laughed, "You're pretty straightforward. My cousin's condition is really bad. If his family
didn't have connections, he wouldn't be able to join the army. He is short and dark. And he's old. He
would be lucky to have a wife. I have a neighbor who has two sons in his family. Their parents spent a
fortune buying a house and a car so that their sons could find wives for themselves. For crying out
loud, the new car has become an old one, but they haven't found wives yet. And since the eldest son
does not get married, their parents don't dare to find a wife for the second son. Because they are afraid
that after the second son has a wife, the eldest son will be more difficult to find a wife."
Armand couldn't help but stare and look sideways at Boyce, "You better take this chance! Look! How
many men can't find a wife these days? You still don't cherish your girlfriend. If you meet the right
person this time, you should go out with that girl. Don't become a leftover man."
"Fuck off!" If it had not been for the fact that the driver was driving, he would have pushed the door
open and gotten out.
Armand wasn't mad either. He knew Boyce was in a bad mood, so he tried to cotton him up, "I'm just
concerned about you, okay? Don't be mad."
"Driver, stop the car." Boyce said to the driver.
The driver pulled over to the side of the road and stopped in a lot where he could pull over. He paid the
cab fare and got out.
Armand followed him out of the car, "Hey, what are you doing? What's wrong with going on a blind
date?"
" You can go if you want." Boyce walked along the road.
Armand stood still, "You've gone too far."
Boyce didn't say anything and kept walking. Armand got angry too, "Fine! Who would care about you?"
He said as he stopped the car at the side of the road and got in. He wanted to go to the villa to find
Theresa, but he was still very worried about Boyce, so he asked the driver to follow Boyce from a
distance.
Boyce found a small store and bought a box of cigarettes. When he paid, someone put a bottle of water
on the checkout counter.
"Boyce?"
Boyce turned his head to look over.
"I thought I had the wrong person. What are you doing here?" Wendy asked with a smile.
"I..." Boyce didn't know why he was there either.
"You must be in a bad mood, right? I heard all about it from my dad. I believe you." Wendy said.
Boyce was expressionless, then he handed the money to the owner, "That bottle of water is on me
too."
The two of them went out of the shop together after paying the bills. Boyce asked her, "What brings you
here?"
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