Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 922

Emily turned back and saw Simon's handsome face.

At this time, Simon's casual and elegant bearing eyes looked shining, faintly making Emily feel a little dizzy. She could not help but have some irascible little emotions in her heart, "Where is your car?"

Simon slightly raised the phone in his palm and said helplessly, "At dinner, a colleague sent me a message and borrowed it!"

"You do have no car..." Emily frowned and muttered.

She looked around and indeed did not see the black Cayenne in the parking lot at the entrance of the restaurant.

Simon turned his head away from her to look at Calvin and asked politely, "Mr. Desmond, is it inconvenient?"

Such a question put Calvin in a dilemma.

The three of them had just had dinner together. And Simon paid the bill. It seemed only reasonable for them to give him a ride, which was a piece of cake for them. If Calvin did not agree, it would make them look petty.

Although Calvin felt a little uncomfortable, he could only shake his head and say, "Not at all. Please get

in the car!"

Hearing this, Simon thanked, opened the door, and got in.

Seeing that Simon wantonly got in the car, Emily and Calvin also got in helplessly. Then the BMW drove into the street from the entrance of the restaurant.

Emily and Calvin wanted to continue their date. After dinner, they could have gone to the nearby river to take a walk to refresh themselves. But now, since Simon interrupted their date, they had to quit their plan.

Simon sat with his legs crossed and his long and slender jade-like hand had a cigarette in it. However, it wasn't lit. And he looked lazy as usual.

He said faintly, "Mr. Desmond, thank you!"

"No problem!" Calvin replied gentlemanly.

Simon raised his eyebrows and said as if he suddenly thought of something, "Oh, by the way, I ruined your date. Would you like to watch a movie together? There should be another show now. I can buy tickets!"

"..." Emily twitched her mouth.

She almost thought that Simon said that on purpose!

"There's no need," Calvin said with an unnatural smile.

Simon didn't seem to care. He spread out his hands and put the cigarette in his mouth to light it. The window was half-opened, and the white smoke drifted away with the night wind.

After Calvin drove past the green light, he looked in the rearview mirror and asked, "Mr. Chin, where do you live?"

Hearing that, Simon's hand, which was holding a cigarette, moved forward in the air and said, "I am not in a hurry. Send Emily back home first. This place is near to hers. My place is a bit far!"

His tone was reasonable and well-founded, making it hard for Calvin to refute.

"Alright," Calvin said in a warm and gentle voice.

The brown BMW finally reached Anthea's dormitory apartment, slowed down, and stopped steadily.

Emily unbuckled the seatbelt and looked sideways. She bit her lips and said, "Calvin, see you!"

"Alright. I'll send you a message when I get home!" Calvin's smile was very gentle.

"Be careful!" Emily nodded.