Irene stared at her phone blankly on the bed. It was Aaron's number. However, if she was in a daze, it
was not. Because every time the screen of her cell phone dimmed, she could quickly light it up and
continue to stare at the screen in a daze.
Helen wiped her hair and walked out of the bathroom. She looked at Irene on the bed helplessly. If she
remembered correctly, Irene had maintained this posture for at least two hours since she came back.
"Can't you be brave? Show your attitude of going against the guidance counselor! Just press your
finger and call him!" Helen patted Irene's buttock and said angrily.
Irene puckered her lips in grievance, rested her chin on the back of her hand and mumbled, "That can't
be the same It's his fault. Why should I call him?! I will wait for him to apologize to me!"
Helen rolled her eyes at her. Seeing the arrogant look on Irene's face, she wanted to be naughty. She
pushed Irene and said, "Do you do anything wrong? Your mother is evidence. It's your fault that Aaron
can't go back and goes to Jackson's house. Is it your fault to hide Aaron's identity from your mother
and make him dare not to face your mother? !"
Upon hearing this, Irene sat up at once, staring at Helen without saying anything.
Helen wasn't afraid of her at all. She imitated the accent of a northeast girl on her company and said,
"What are you doing now? I'm not afraid of you at all! !"
Irene stared at Helen for a while and found that it didn't work. She lowered her shoulders, as if all her
strength had been sucked out. She pouted and said, "Which side are you on?! Why don't you speak for
me? My best friend should help me scold the bad man at this time..."
"You said Aaron was a bad man? !"
Irene said, "Well, can't you find the key point?" She just said casually and didn't think Aaron was not a
bad man.
"Why didn't you go to find Aaron or go to the restaurant today?" Then Helen glanced at the phone next
to her and said with her eyes wide open, "Damn it! Don't tell me that you have been staying at home all
day long!"
Irene lay back on the bed and mumbled, "I'm just lying on the bed... Think about what's wrong with my
life."
Hearing this, Helen leaned against Irene and said softly, "Let me tell you!"
"What?" Irene turned to look at Helen.
Helen pointed at Irene's head seriously, "Something is wrong here."
Irene was sad at first, but when she heard this, her sadness turned into anger in an instant. In a flash,
she rode on Helen.
Helen smiled and scratched Irene's waist.
In an instant, the two girls twisted together on the bed.
Irene thought, 'Go to hell! I don't want to think about it anymore. Let nature take its course!'
Aaron watched for a while and didn't drive away until the lights were all out.
The next day, on Monday, Aaron arrived at the company early. Coincidentally, so did Earl.
The two of them took the elevator upstairs. Aaron looked at Earl's face in the mirror indifferently.
Feeling his gaze, Earl smiled back, "My good brother, why didn't you go home for dinner last night? You
don't care what Jessica's parents will think."
Thinking of Ken's face last night, Earl still wanted to laugh. At the same time, the state of Owen was
almost the same. A meal that should be happy was extremely depressing.
Aaron said, "It's none of your business. Why don't you marry Jessica?"
"No way. I'm waiting for you to commit the crime of remarriage!" said Earl gloatingly.
Aaron said, "You can wait until your next life." Then he stepped out of the elevator.
Aaron went back to his office and took out the coffee bag that the secretary gave him yesterday. He
thought for a while and took out his phone.
"Aaron?" When Carl was about to drive to the company, he received a call from Aaron.
"Well, are you free today?"
Carl was stunned. Hearing the serious voice of Aaron, he became serious, "What's wrong? Is there
anything I can do for you?"
Aaron looked at the bag in front of him and said in a deep voice, "I have something here. Your family is
engaged in the catering industry. You should be able to find out the ingredients in it and check it for
me."
"Okay, I have to go to the company today. How about going to the bar tonight? I haven't been there for
a long time."
Aaron nodded and said, "It's settled then."
After hanging up the phone, Aaron looked at the phone and smiled. Although Carl was usually
frivolous, as long as his friend said something, he would definitely try his best to do it.
Sometimes, friends were just so simple.
Although Aaron, Jackson and Carl were not related by blood, they were more like biological brothers.
Soon it was evening. The lights were on. The bars and night clubs on both sides of the road were
shining, indicating the beginning of night life.
It was still the same location, the same people.
Carl couldn't help but sigh, 'Women are not worth mentioning?'
Aaron glanced at the people outside the box and took out the things. "That's it."
Carl picked it up, smelled it and looked at Aaron in surprise, "Coffee?"
Aaron nodded. "There should be coffee in it, but there must be other ingredients. Please help me check
it carefully."
Seeing the serious look on Aaron's face, Carl didn't ask more and put it away.
Looking at the two of them, Jackson joked, "what? Someone finally can't stand you and drugged you?"
Aaron glared at Jackson angrily, "Please look at yourself when you speak. You are the one who retreat
fifty paces laugh at those who retreat a hundred paces."
Shrugging his shoulders, Jackson didn't say anything.
"By the way, how are you and Irene doing now? You have lived with Jackson for a long time. How
come your feelings are still like this?" Carl opened several bottles of beer and joked.
Hearing his words, Jackson and Aaron looked at each other and involuntarily shivered, which reminded
Aaron of the rumors of the company. He even moved his position a little away from Jackson.
Jackson felt speechless.
Looking at the two of them, Carl laughed.
Aaron picked up a glass of wine and clinked it with Carl. Thinking of Carl's words just now, he said
lightly, "Irene and I are in a bad situation."
Hearing this, Carl's eyebrows twitched. He leaned against the sofa with a glass of wine in his hand,
patted on Aaron's shoulder with the other hand and said, "Bro, I don't mean to blame you. Men should
take the initiative. No matter how big the problem is, it can be solved in bed!" Carl said with a confident
face.
Hearing this, Aaron was speechless.
Jackson didn't say anything.
Looking at the two of them, Carl sighed helplessly. These two people had been with him for so many
years, how could they not get his true cultivation at all? It really disappointed him.
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