บท 369: 0369 What dream did you have?_1

Ruffy Smith would absolutely never doubt his own charm or appearance.

Growing up, even if he didn't understand, the way others treated him spoke volumes.

His face was his best weapon.

No one could remain indifferent to his face; Ellen Young might manage for the time being, but sooner or later, she ought to show some reaction.

However, she truly had a heart of stone.

For a moment, he wasn't sure whether to feel lost or to find the resolve to fight on, his emotions were a complex mix.

Looking at the person before him, there was a fleeting moment when he really wanted to pinch her delicate neck, wondering if it might awaken her senses.

If she really was never moved, and chose to live a life of indifferent solitude—well, he would be impressed.

His eyes held a complex look, and unsure how to express what else he wanted to say, he heard Ellen say, "Then take care of your business. You're twenty-eight already; your dad is probably getting anxious."