Fane immediately went poker-faced when he heard Wilton's words. What the f*ck was this? He had just taken a long flight and landed in Soul City. He never expected to get involved in this drama.
Initially, he thought that he only had to help this pitiful woman by pretending to be her boyfriend to upset the other party so that they would leave.
Little did he expect the young master would actually request for them to kiss in front of him, in public, or else the young master would not believe.
But to think about it, Shirley had never had a boyfriend before, and suddenly she claimed that there was a boyfriend? It was too untrustworthy even for Fane himself.
A scarlet flush crept up Shirley's face and her eyebrows knitted. She was in a difficult situation right now.
However, Fane had touched her leg and wrapped his strong arm around her waist, i f she were to deny that Fane was her boyfriend right now, all her previous efforts would go down the drain. Besides, she cared a lot about her reputation and public image, and right now she had no way to back down.
Watching Shirley's face go blank and dull, Wilton laughed and sneered sarcastically," Oh? What's the matter? I was correct, right? Hahaha! Shirley, I'm no fool, it's not that easy to trick me! I, Wilton Norton, am not stupid!" "Well. It's not that we don’t want to, it’s just that Shirley would be embarrassed if we were to kiss on the street!"
However, at this time, Fane intervened with a faint smile plastered on his face. His arm that was wrapped around Shirley's waist was now, tighter. He turned to Shirley and smiled warmly at her, “Besides, Shirley is tired after flying for such a long time. We should find a hotel to have a good meal and good rest first. Things like love and affection, we'll wait till the night when the atmosphere is right."
Shirley's blushed cheeks were even redder by now. She gazed at the Fane before him, realizing that he was truly a good-looking guy. Now that they were close and her waist was held tightly by him, she somewhat felt a little weird inside, like butterflies in her stomach.
Lana—who had been standing behind the two—was jealous of them in her heart.
Even though the episode before her was just merely an act, she was envious of Shirley. If she were Shirley right now, she would die of happiness!
"You're such a pervert!"
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