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There was no expression on Francis's face. He sat in front of Ashley and asked, "why do you want to see me? Just tell me."

"Let's eat first. I'm hungry." Then she called the waiter over.

They had eaten together a lot of time when they were in love and knew each other's tastes well. Ashley ordered two crab cakes and a pigeon soup, and then left the rest to Francis. Francis added a steamed turbot, a bamboo shoots and a rich man.

A lightning streaked outside, followed by a loud thunder. After a short while, it began to rain, and the raindrops hit the glass window near the table, making the clatter sound.

To improve their relationship, bad weather like this was very beneficial, because the danger outside would urge people to come closer. It was human nature.

"In fact, I don't have anything important." Ashley picked up a piece of bread with a fork, dipped it into the ice-cream ball and said, "I just want to have a chat with you."

Ashley had thought about telling Francis that Sheila had framed her up, but Ashley didn't have any evidence. No matter what, Sheila was his fiancee, and she had a history herself, so Francis would not believe her. On the contrary, he would think that she was a sinister person. This was more detrimental to their relationship.

Since the truth had come out, it would not be buried. It was better to wait for the right time to let Francis find the truth. At that time, Francis must hate Sheila very much. And if Sheila lost the love of Francis, Sheila must be miserable. After all, she cared about Francis so much.

"Really?" Francis was not interested in her at all. The problem was that he still held a grudge against her. It was not easy for him to accept her again.

"You have a good relationship with Dylan? Why didn't you know he is your friend before?"

"We have not gotten in touch with each other for almost two years, and Dylan has already taken over some business of Hanfu Films. We are just business partners, so we are not even friends."

"Last time I saw you in the restaurant, were you talking about cooperation?"

"Yes." Taking a sip of soup, Francis continued, "Dylan told me that he had a crush on you."

"What?" Ashley almost spat out the food in her mouth and wondered what the hell had Dylan told Francis.

"Didn't he tell you?"

Of course not. How could she believe what Dylan said? It must be nonsense. Ashley was confused and shocked, "I didn't know that."

"Yes. Although Dylan is excellent in every aspect, he has a promiscuous private life. I don't think he can trust."

'Is Francis showing concern for me?' Ashley wondered.

Ashley couldn't help laughing and chuckled, "okay."

opposite her and was a

back upon the whole meeting, Francis disliked Ashley and didn't want to talk to her. But he was a

the meal was harmonious, it

home, Ashley remembered what happened

a long time, he

just now?" She felt something was wrong

sat up. "Yes, I slept for a while.

you telling Francis that you are chasing

him. Dylan changed his attitude and said with a smile,

"Really?"

The more you are popular, the better he feels about you and the more he likes you." Hearing the voice from the other end of the line, Dylan

"In the bus."

poor? Take a taxi to go home in such

my father has stopped offering me living expenses. I should make money by myself and be careful not to spend too

generations from wealthy families who was poor, so he didn't think too much about it. He asked, "how do

We had

Dylan's face brought him back to his senses. "How's it

playing hard to get. I treated him as a friend and chatted with him. He would answer

Dylan teach her seriously You can't treat him as a friend. Otherwise, he

"Like what?"

too much. Picking food for him, accidentally fell on him while walking, often care about what he's doing recently.

Ashley burst into laughter. "Mr. Dylan, if you were a woman, you would

shrugged his shoulders and continued, "it's called flirt with men, okay? But you know nothing

laugh anymore. "Well, if the opportunity is appropriate, I'll try the skill you just said. It's late now.

me if you don't understand. I'm your think

"Okay."

thought that she had to start from Sheila's wechat

June, "June, I've decided to go to the party you

That's great! I'll send you the

attend the Party of the rich men and women. If Ashley went, it would

a time to go shopping in the mall. Her figure was well proportioned, and her skin was white. She almost didn't choose clothes. If it was as efficient as her normally, she could buy it in two stores. On the one hand, she had got

Ashley ran into Kate by

mall. Besides, the commodities here had reached at least four figures, if it was a better thing, it had reached at least five figures. It

right hand holding a man around 40 years old. Wearing hat and sunglasses, he was apparently unwilling to