Tangled Up In Blue

Poppi pursed her lips and felt a little embarrassed, "well, Mr. Ji, I'm going out. I might come a little late this afternoon."

Emily didn't say anything. Emily just looked up and down at Poppi, waiting calmly to see what Benson wanted to say.

"What's wrong?" Benson restrained his smile and took his hand out of his pocket. "Why are you going out?" he asked nervously

"Well..."

"Mr. Ji." Then Sean continued in a still cold voice, "Mr. Si, our young master fainted from a fever, so he wanted Mrs. Mo to come and see him. I hope you can forgive us."

Benson frowned and took a deep look at Poppi. He was a little angry with her but said, "you didn't wait for him. Do you want to see him on your own? Aren't you mad at him? "

Poppi blinked her eyes. She felt a little indecisive. Before she could say anything, Benson let off steam by himself and laughed at himself, "go ahead. Anyway, you have always been like this before."

When they were still lovers, there was a quarrel between them. Because of it, Poppi was so angry that she ignored Benson for two days. But when she heard that he was sick, she went to visit him without saying a word. And her anger disappeared. As a matter of fact, she couldn't be so cruel hearted as to tell her the truth. Or Because she loved him, she would forgive him no matter how angry she was. And Benson could never understand such a feeling.

"Thank you, Mr. Ji." Poppi finished her words quickly and left with Sean, daring not to hold on. What she feared most was to hear those words' before ' from Benson. As those memories had disappeared, they should not mention it and think about it. This was what they should do most.

Benson nodded his head and kept looking at Poppi.

"Young master?" Emily was curious about how Sean called Malcolm. "I read the news this morning Did he refer to Malcolm as young master, the young master of Quan family? "

Benson rubbed his nose with his hand and said, "you may underestimate and belittle I don't think Malcolm likes the young master of Quan family The two words' young master 'didn't represent his identity, but represented his status. "

"Status? What status? " Asked Emily curiously.

"His status is only second to that of the 'crown prince', Mr. Barry. For the white hand, he is Mr. Mo while for the dark hand, he is the 'young master'." Clenching his teeth, Benson realized that the second master in Hongmen Sect was even more powerful than the young master of Quan family.

The sound of elevator door opening came to his ears slowly. When Benson heard it, he couldn't help looking over there. Although he couldn't see anything, he knew that Poppi had entered the elevator.

"Mr. Ji, you are really a honest man." Emily suddenly changed the topic and said sourly to Benson, "if you like her, you can chase her back." Not long ago, when Benson saw that Poppi was going out, he was so nervous, and when he heard that she was going to see Malcolm who was sick, he felt depressed. All of these were caught in her eyes.

very happy. Why should I go

of Poppi, which was why he didn't want to be with her again, but not because he didn't love her. Although she knew how Benson felt, she

you know how much I envied Poppi?" Emily said slowly

Benson's pupils shrank, "it should be Poppi who should

sister He had already investigated. Although he didn't know what had happened that year, it was the undeniable fact that after Poppi was born, Amanda ran abroad. Emily grew up like a princess, while Poppi lost her maternal love all her life!

snorted, "for what? For you don't want me to love you?

With a sneer, Benson strode

anything else, "this afternoon, I will discuss the cooperation between the Charlotte family and

found out who Mr. Lawrence really is. What's more, you just made the decision in such a hurry. Is he really

my father and he

International Group and provide capital support for Wind International Group And

said determinedly with eyes looking straight ahead.

He didn't

the CEO's office, SG headquarters.

was put on a drip. He felt very dizzy, with his lips pale and his face a little red. He put one of his arms on his forehead and kept murmuring, "Poppi,

Cora dared not

that Malcolm had always been in good health. The last time he had a fever was a few years

"Poppi..."

closed, he stretched out his hand

hand wanted to grab something, all of a sudden, Cora got impulsive and reflexively

her cold fingers. As if

had never been so nervous like this. In the quiet lounge, the only thing she could hear was her own heartbeat. It turned out that she could also be so close to Malcolm, could see his breath, could see his sleeping appearance, could

"Mrs. Mo, this way."

of Malcolm and pulled her hand out. When she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she looked at the bed, only to find that Malcolm had opened his eyes and was staring at her with a blazing

her face turned

Click

arguing. Poppi rushed in without

of Poppi, Malcolm quickly turned around to look and felt relieved. Hearing that,

in bed feebly, not looking as energetic as usual, Poppi felt sorry for him. She walked to the bedside and asked gently, "how is