Chapter 33: 'Ford Sweetie Pie

Lucas changed his clothes and went on stage. The host didn't dare to arrange any stimulating projects.

After a few simple interactions, the recording ended. It was almost nine o'clock.

Julia looked at Lucas, whose face had always been dark, and felt a little embarrassed. She followed him carefully and asked, "How about I treat you to dinner and apologize?"

She just casually said it to calm her heart. Based on how much Lucas hated her, he should give her a 'humph' and leave.

After that, they each would go home and rejoice in each other's happiness.

The assistant on the side was obviously unhappy. This person wanted to piggyback on Lucas' popularity again.

Such a vampire!

However, Lucas should have hated her after such a thing happened today. There's no way Lucas would talk to her.

As expected, Lucas snorted coldly and his thin lips moved, "Alright."

Julia was speechless.

Badly miscalculated.

The assistant's expression twitched, thinking that he had heard wrongly.

All sorts of terrifying headlines instantly appeared in his mind such as, 'Lucas likes scheming women, his image collapsed and lost a great many of fans.' ' Lucas, a prince from a wealthy family kneels under scheming women's skirts' and 'Lucas and Julie have already lived together, the evidence is certain.'

He was frightened to death.

Lucas' car stopped at La Tour d' Argent . This was a very private restaurant, of course, the price was directly proportional to its privacy.

It was ridiculously expensive.

Julia hadn't eaten here before, but just looking at the splendid decoration, she knew that this restaurant wasn't simple. She suspected that she might not have enough money to pay for the meal.

In an instant, she felt her heartache, and she felt she was an idiot.

Lucas' assistant originally wanted to follow, but the two of them stopped him at the same time.

Julia was mainly afraid that he would eat too much and spend too much money. She didn't know what Lucas was thinking.

However, the assistant's face was filled with despair. It was as if his boss had been sullied.

On the way to the private room, Julia saw three girls dressed in fashionable clothes. One of the girls muttered to the girl in the black dress, "You can't make this big shot angry again. You can't drag our whole group down."

The black—dressed girl whispered, "Got it."

She felt that the voice sounded familiar, and she couldn't help but take a look. The girl in the black dress wore sunglasses. She had no expression on her face and looked very cold and gorgeous.

But Julie still recognized her, it was Stacy who had participated in the variety show with her last time. Julia was wearing a face mask and baseball cap. Stacy obviously didn't recognize her.

Although they had participated in variety shows together, Stacy's personality was cold. The two of them did not interact, so Julia did not intentionally greet Stacy.

After entering the private room, the two of them began to order. Lucas silently ordered a lot.

Julia only felt heartache and could not help but remind him, "Isn't these too much?"

Lucas raised his eyelids and said coldly, "Not much."

Julia was so angry that her teeth clenched. She thought to herself, 'If you can't finish these, I'll stuff it all into your damn mouth!'

After ordering the meal, the waiter asked if it was served now.

Lucas shook his head, "There's another one coming later."

Julia was puzzled, "Who else?"

In less than ten minutes, the door to the private room was pushed open. Ford wore a dark suit with black shirt and tie that was the same color as his suit. His handsome face looked very abstinent, and his hair was combed to the back as if he was walking down from a financial magazine.

It was clearly a strict and upright appearance.

However, Julia's mind was filled with the words 'Gentle scum'. Why did this scum suddenly came? Without thinking, Julia was happier than ever to see him.

Because on the man's forehead were the words 'I am the patron'.

Golden light flashed.

Originally, she was going to drink some wine and pretend to be drunk to avoid paying, but now it seemed like she didn't need it at all.

There was a lyrics, 'Husband earns money, Wife spends'.

Such a great words.

In any case, she wouldn't be a substitute wife for long, and spending any money was earning. Thinking about how stupid she was in the past. She moved out 23 days after she got married.

Seriously and resolutely she told the man that she doesn't want a penny from him, she only wanted love. She was simply a true spokesperson for 'Lose both man and money'.

She had no money and no man.

Ford entered as if he didn't see her. He directly sat down and didn't even give her a glance. Julia's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that this stingy man was still angry?

Well then.

She had to make him even angrier.

Since the last time this man said he was going to break her leg if she mentioned another man again.

She became smarter now.

She decided to start with herself and focus on cultivating her 'Innocent white luto' temperament and try to make the hatred of this man soar.

She scratched her head and thought of a name, "Ford sweetie pie, why are you here?"

Before she could feel disgust, the tea Lucas had just swallowed choked his throat.

The innocent temperament that Julia had just accumulated was interrupted by the series of coughs. Lucas stopped coughing and frowned, "Can you be normal?"

Julia muttered in her heart, 'Normal? Why am I abnormal? I'm fucking normal. Didn't you see that I'm coaxing this stingy man?'

She didn't want to pay any attention to this idiot and concentrated on watching the patron's expression.

Ford, who was in the front seat, did not answer. He only took a sip of the tea on the table and frowned slightly.

The tea was a little cold.

He didn't like cold tea.

He didn't like the picture Lucas had sent him in the afternoon more than this cold tea.

In the corner of his eyes, the slender delicate shoulders beneath her shirt were so white that they were dazzling. Inexplicably, his heart was in a bad mood.

He wanted to rip that shirt off now.

This slight frown gave Julia great encouragement. It seemed that he hated it. Then she must work harder and act bitchier.

After a while, the dishes had been served.

Julia had an idea. She picked up a tender bamboo shoot with her chopsticks and handed it to him. "Ford sweetie pie, this bamboo shoot is really tender."

The man looked sideways at her. The beauty spot on her lower eyelid was faintly hidden at the edge of the lying silkworm, causing people to itch when they saw it.

Julia decided to add more strength and put away her chopsticks. "Let me help you taste it first," she said coquettishly.

"cough, cough."

Another series of violent coughs came. Lucas choked on his tea again. He couldn't help but ask, "What kind of disgusting character have you taken on lately? Are you getting into the show now?"

She was speechless.

Damn you!

Did this man have tuberculosis, so he kept coughing?

There was no guilt in her heart now. She just wanted to get up there and rip his wig off. This idiot interrupted her performance twice, she really wanted to drag him out and beat him to death.

Under his repeated coughing, Julie could no longer continue to act like that.

She could only sullenly eat her food.

After dinner, Lucas went out to settle the bill in advance.

Julie was originally deliberately dawdling, slowly following behind Ford. The person in front suddenly stopped and turned around, scaring her into unconsciously retreating.

The next second, the man put his palm on her shirt, and his middle finger unconsciously slid over her naked shoulder.

"Do you want to settle the score tonight?"

Julia's body trembled uncontrollably.