Chapter 781: Chapter 781: The Same Explanation
She said slowly, "You know what I’m talking about."
The man was silent for a moment, "Just because it didn’t exist before, doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist now."
"Whether it exists or not is your business, all I know is that Arnold Simmons is good, at least to me," Hannah averted her gaze, each word deliberate, "He is mine, and I can’t bear any criticism towards him, Mr.Qualls. If you say such things again, I really will hit you."
Her tone was serious, even though she had a smile in her eyes.
She was defending him.
Defending Arnold Simmons.
Jackie Qualls felt a pain in his heart, a numb and hurting feeling, but he still managed to smile, his tone gentle, "Sorry, I will be more careful next time."
His tone was sincere, yet his eyes seemed deeper in the night.
Just at this moment, Hannah’s phone rang.
It was Arnold Simmons calling.
Jackie Qualls saw the caller ID on the screen, and the corners of his mouth drooped down immediately.
Hannah didn’t care about anyone else, she walked to the corner with her phone.
In the night breeze, her sweet voice was heard, coquettishly speaking.
Different from her usual demeanor.
More vibrant, more heart-stirring.
"...uh-huh, I will be back soon, the day after tomorrow, don’t miss me too much, it’s bad for your health...never mind, you still miss me..."
She was flirting with the man on the phone without reserve, and he was accommodating, listening patiently to whatever she said.
Even without seeing the man, without hearing his voice, it was not difficult to guess his spoiling of her.
Jackie Qualls stood not far away, and the occasional laughter that reached his ears made him feel gloomy.
He looked up at the dark sky with no stars or moon in sight.
Only a large mass of clouds under the night, blown by the wind, the view was even more spectacularly oppressive.
The night wind blew with a hint of moisture, suggesting that a heavy rain was going to fall that night.
When sending her to the front yard, Hannah suddenly turned back, the coquettish smile in her eyes had not completely faded, and even her voice was soft, "Mr.Qualls, we’re having group collaborations tomorrow, two by two, don’t argue with Louis Snyder again."
She raised two fingers, pressed down again, and looked at the man in front of her with a smile, "It doesn’t suit your identity as a movie star."
Jackie Qualls chuckled, "You can’t really call it a quarrel, just a..." he chose his words carefully, "a junior"
Hannah chuckled, "You two are quite interesting, even your explanations are the same."
He said softly, "Good night."
His response was the creaking of the wooden gate closing.
*
As expected, it started raining that night.
The rain was heavy, it was as if a slit had been torn in the sky and when one looked out the window, all one saw was an expanse of white.
The strong wind rattled the windows and doors as if it would break through this final defense at any time.
Many people were awakened by the thunder that night.
Jinlian was no exception.
She opened her eyes quickly. It was pitch black in the room, but one could vaguely see the silhouette of a person sitting up in bed, his gaze towards the window.
It was oddly eerie.
Jinlian stared at it for a while before finally relaxing her breath, "Master, what are you doing sitting here this late at night?"
The rain outside the window showed no signs of lessening. Trees were breaking in half and hitting the ground with dull thuds, and leaves were flying wildly in the air due to the wind.
"Vincent is still outside."
As soon as Hannah finished speaking, another thunderbolt rang out from outside the window.
