บท 780: Retort (3)

Emily covered her mask and smiled. Ferne quickly turned to look at her and said, "Emily, you look much younger in this uniform. When you stand together with Vincent, it looks like a father taking his daughter to school." He paused and pointed to Noah and Christy, "Right now, you stand between them, just like their children."

Emily, "..."

"Mr. Ferne, you have to pay for what you have said. Noah, can I beat him?" Christy moved her wrist and asked.

"Don't kill him. Your husband is going to his hotel to be a chef in the future," Noah said as he took Christy's bag.

"It makes sense," Christy nodded.

Ferne held the lunchbox and turned to run, "Girls shouldn't talk about fighting and killing all the time. Oh."

"His butt is so elastic," Christy took her leg back and said to Noah.

Noah, "..."

Ferne, "..."

"You seem to be in a bad mood," Tatiana patted Emily's back and asked, "what's wrong?"

Emily shook her head and asked in confusion, "How did you see that I was unhappy?"