"Okay," Molly replied. She then picked up a string of chicken wings.
She was waiting for more information from Christopher. Not hearing his reply, she looked up at him,
"So?"
Christopher looked at her angrily, "What do you think?"
Sometimes her slow reaction was really annoying.
Molly even didn't dare to eat the food beside her mouth.
What did she think?
She had no idea.
What should she say?
Molly carefully took a bite of the chicken wings. Suddenly she realized something, "So you're asking
me to help you find a date, right?"
Christopher nodded.
She was bad at understanding others, but she was almost there. Christopher hoped she could make
some more efforts.
"You can find Jessica if her arm were fine." Molly continued, "Now you can only find someone else. But
don't worry. I'll help you get one."
"Why ... why are you staring at me like that?" Molly noticed that Christopher was with an ugly look on
his face.
Did she say something wrong?
Christopher looked unhappy.
She said she would help her because they were friends. But what did he want?
"You..."
"You're an idiot!"
Christopher interrupted her coldly.
Molly was dumbfounded by this.
After a few seconds, she put down the food in her hand and looked at him angrily, "What's wrong with
you? Why are you insulting me?"
Christopher pressed down on his temples, trying to calm down.
He had made it clear.
He said he needed a partner in front of her! But why did she wanted to find someone else?
Christopher even began to doubt the way he spoke.
"You're talking about nonsense!" Molly sneered the way he did. Then she took up other sticks.
She was very angry now. So she pretended to be fierce, and the way she ate looked bad.
She looked somewhat wild. It reminded Christopher of a small wildcat in the park of his company. It
was fierce, but people there really liked it. Someone even made a photo wall for it.
Seeing this, Christopher couldn't tell why his anger dissipated.
He became patient, "You don't need to do that. You can do it."
Hearing this, Molly refused, "No!"
But Christopher pushed the barbecue plate in front of her, indicating something.
‘Since I've taken you to a barbecue, you couldn't say no.'
‘You have to do it.'
She must do something for him after someone bought her dinner.
Molly lost all of her courage and strength.
She peeked at Christopher, "Well, I think the even you go must be gorgeous. So perhaps you'd better
find someone powerful or beautiful, right?"
Christopher often sneered at her.
That was why she never thought he was talking about her when he said 'a date'. She thought he was
asking for help.
Christopher's tone sounded emotionless, "You don't think you're beautiful?"
Of course, every girl hoped that she could look attractive.
But the question was from Christopher. So Molly had to think about it very well before answering, or he
would sneer at her.
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