Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

The man stared at Chloe briefly before withdrawing his gaze.

He seemed aloof and cold.

Chloe stared at his back and whispered to Emily, “You go on ahead. I’m going to ask him for his number.”

Emily’s eyes widened and she asked, “Are you going to complain to him about Jake?”

“Getting revenge with your own two hands is much more fun than asking other people to do it for you,” Chloe said, her glassy eyes twinkling playfully.

Emily did not know what she was talking about. It was only after she returned to their booth that she realized what Chloe was going to do. However, she did not deny the fact that Jake’s uncle was a fine specimen, but the unknown handsome guy in front of him was clearly the better option.

It seemed to Emily that Chloe was willing to go to the extreme in order to get it back at Jake.

With the alcohol rushing to her head, Chloe let down her ponytail, picked up a glass of wine, and walked toward the man. Unexpectedly, the phone on the table suddenly rang. He picked it up, glanced at it, and got up, walking past Chloe and heading outside.

Chloe froze. She had not expected the man to leave so soon. She had not even talked to him yet!

for a few seconds, the words that Jake had said to her echoed in her mind, and with a determined stomp, she followed after the

striking what she

rolled down, revealing the man sitting in the back seat. He raised an eyebrow and looked at Chloe in a condescending manner. After stepping out of the dimly lit bar, he appeared even more striking and regal under the bright light. His impeccable features seemed to come to life as if he were a character from a fairytale,

even more handsome

you lend me your phone

eyebrow went even higher at her request. He seemed surprised, but thankfully, he

nervously clasped her hands together, beaming with sparkling eyes

to close the window. However, before he

women so much, keep them. I don’t mind having one of

Do you really want to be the last of our family

clearly hear the angry voice from the other end of the phone. She assumed it to be an energetic old man, but that was not the main point. It seemed to her that he was urging the

my

chin lifted slightly as he scoffed in a drawn-out tone, “So, marry

ungrateful brat! How could you talk to me like that?!”

fell, something crashed to the