Don’t Mess With the Rock Chicks

Chapter 82

However, however.

Viona did not wait.

Bowen didn’t kiss him.

He just approached her ear and whispered, “Miss Gellar, nice to work with.”

The people below the stage did not understand why, and they also cheered among the host’s exclamations.

Viona’s heart fell into a hole in the ice.

God knows how long she has been waiting for this day, but she didn’t expect that she only waited for a happy cooperation.

She opened her eyes and touched the man’s dark and deep

eyes.

Disappointment, sadness, and an indescribable anger.

But at this moment, she still answered with a smile: “As long as you are happy, I am fine.”

Bowen smiled and looked down again to straighten up from her veil.

No one saw the real situation, the host applauded excitedly, and the people in the audience also applauded and booed.

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Mrs. Evert smiled with relief, and her eyes were moist with a smile.

The ceremony ended and the wedding reception began.

Karry also came, looking for a circle in the venue but did not find Jolene’s figure, holding a glass to find Bowen to ask for people.

“Where’s Jolene? Why isn’t she here?”

When she suddenly heard Jolene’s name, Viona was clinking glasses with her friends, and turned around for a moment, wanting to see how Bowen would answer.

Bowen didn’t answer at all, ignoring him to greet the guests.

Karry followed Bowen like a tail: “Bowen, where did you hide Jolene?”

He chased after Bowen and chattered, and suddenly Bowen stopped and turned around, and Karry almost hit Bowen in the chest.

“Karry.” Bowen is slightly taller than him, with an advantage in height and a complete pressure on his momentum: “Don’t provoke Jolene again, or friends won’t be able to do it.”

“You kid, eat what’s in the bowl and dominate what’s in the pot.” Karry was unhappy: “You’re married, I can’t…”

“If you keep talking.” Before Karry finished speaking, Bowen’s iron-clamp-like palm fell on his shoulder: “You are always in spring, be careful that I will castrate you directly.”

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“Bowen, you’re too domineering, you’ve dumped her…” Karry said, suddenly widening his eyes: “You didn’t raise her like a canary, did you?”

He was too loud and didn’t notice Viona coming over.

When he found out, Viona was already standing by their side.

Karry wasn’t too crazy, he still shut his mouth and glanced at Viona: “Mrs. Evert, congratulations, but you have to take care of your husband, don’t let him…”

Originally, he wanted to say that he was eating in the bowl and dominating the pot, but Bowen’s cold eyes swept over him still made him shrink his neck, didn’t say anything, and walked away humming.

Viona acted as if she didn’t understand anything. She smiled and held Bowen’s arm. “Bowen, Peregrine is here.

Bowen was noncommittal and took a big step.

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Jolene had a busy day today and didn’t finish everything until evening.

She checked the ticket. There was no high-speed train back to J city, so she could only stay in the hotel for another night.

She called Frank uncomfortably, and Frank said he was fine, that is, his mother called him today to ask if he was doing well at school.

Jolene said, “You answer naturally, don’t let Mom see it.”

“No, Mom definitely didn’t see it, Jolene, when are you coming back?”

“Tomorrow.” Jolene booked a ticket for tomorrow morning: “I will definitely be back tomorrow.”

Before she hung up the phone and went to take a shower, she passed the living room and saw that the contract Bowen had shown her last night was still on the coffee table.

She didn’t delve into how she felt when she learned that Bowen and Viona’s wedding was just a deal.

Should she be secretly happy?

No, it doesn’t.

She understands that even if Bowen and Viona’s wedding is.

fake.

It doesn’t mean she can pick up the slack.

She doesn’t have that kind of life.

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When she was taking a shower, she heard her phone ringing outside, but she couldn’t go out to pick it up even though she was covered in water.

After taking a shower and blowing my hair, my phone rang again.

She ran out to pick it up as she wiped her hair. From NôvelDrama.Org.

Seeing the call, she hesitated and connected.

“Hello, Mr. Fang.” She is getting married today, why do you still find time to call her in your busy schedule?

“Jolene, I have something to ask you,” Viona said politely.

“You say.”

“I was embarrassed to ask you, but…” Viona’s tone suddenly sounded a little shy: “You are not an outsider…”

She hesitated, and Jolene didn’t know what she was asking, and stopped wiping her hair.

“President Fang, if you have anything to ask, just tell me. I know everything.”

“That’s right.” Viona lowered her voice: “Do you know what brand Bowen used to use?”

Jolene was stunned for a moment, but didn’t react for a while: “What?”

“That.”

“Which one?”

“For example, thin or regular, fruity or scented?”

This time, Jolene finally understood.

Viona is talking about sets.

Such a private question, is she showing off or declaring sovereignty?

Probably both.

Jolene didn’t speak, and she couldn’t answer such a question.

She knew Viona didn’t want her answer.

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Viona seemed to have drunk alcohol, and she could hear a little tipsy in her tone: “Bowen is taking a shower inside, I’m

little nervous, Jolene, do you know if Bowen has any hobbies or… Sorry, Jolene, it’s my first time with Bowen, we both want to keep the purest on the wedding day.”

Jolene still didn’t answer, and the water from her hair dripped drop by drop on the log-colored floor, and soon a small pool of water accumulated.

It’s a bit like the floor has shed tears, gathered in one place, and turned into a small pool.

Viona finished speaking incoherently and apologized apologetically: “I’m sorry Jolene, I’m interrupting.”

She hung up the phone.

Whether it’s true or not, it affects Jolene’s mood more or less.

Bowen got married, and she didn’t feel fake at all.

She was stunned for a moment, her hair was almost dry.

She had just climbed into bed before she lay down when Viona called again.

Her voice was even lower, and her tone was even more embarrassed and flustered.

“Jolene, I’m sorry to bother you again. The size of the at home doesn’t seem to be suitable. Can you tell me the size of Bowen?”

Jolene held the phone, her usual good-natured face about to

turn.

Viona is not crazy or shameless.

She was provoking, she was declaring war on Jolene.

Jolene took a deep breath and did not speak when the doorbell rang.

He took too big a step for Viona to follow, and her hand fell from Bowen’s arm.

She hurriedly followed, and between the sides of her head, she saw a bright red strawberry looming on Bowen’s neck and the edge of his shirt collar.

Her heart s***d a beat, and she took a few steps to see more realistically.

She got her wish, and when Bowen was chatting with the guests later, he thought his tie was too tight, and loosened