Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute

Chapter 214 - You are beautiful

The two just stood on the stairs, each not talking, and after about seven or eight seconds of silence,

Filip opened his mouth, "Or am I stressing you out?"

Starry looked back down at the man standing below him and shook his head slightly, "I might be as

good as you think."

"You're not as bad as I thought you were."

Filip This answer was unexpected, and Starry laughed a little: "Watching a movie?"

That movie from last night, it stopped without finishing.

"The one from last night?"

Starry nodded, "It's 50 minutes short of being finished."

"Then finish reading it."

Filip lifted his leg up and soon came up beside her.

Starry laughed a little and also lifted his leg to continue up the stairs.

She went straight to the viewing history and the first one was the movie that the two of them didn't

finish last night.

Starry mixed it up, got up and went to the mini-bar to make two glasses of honey grapefruit water, and

handed one of them to Filip, which was slightly lighter.

Filip is not a talkative person, and neither is she. The two said they were watching a movie, and they

basically watched it the whole time.

But Filip's mind is obviously not on the movie, in just half an hour, his eyes have been on her face

many times.

Starry finished the last bit of honey grapefruit water, leaned over and put down the glass, looked up and

sighted Filip instead of the TV screen, raised his hand and touched his cheek: "My face, is there

something on it?"

"No."

He withdrew his eyes, his face was calm, not the least bit embarrassed to be caught.

Starry only then found, Filip people sunk in that single sofa, one hand hanging on the armrest, the other

hand is holding the cup of honey grapefruit water, long legs slightly curved, look serious, but somehow

with the loose.

Even after being asked by her for a while, he is still glancing over from time to time, the eyes as if afraid

that others do not know what he thinks of her.

He looked so, spare Starry, also have a few uncomfortable.

I thought that she had just said that, Filip should be restrained next.

Unexpectedly, the window paper was poked open, but gave him a bright and justifiable reason.

Filip sip the grapefruit water, sour and sweet, he did not like to drink these things before, but recently

the more you drink, like Starry.

Probably sensing her discomfort, he finished his water and suddenly spoke up, "It's everyone's instinct

to appreciate beauty, and you're beautiful."

Starry knows she is good-looking, and she has been complimented on this face the most since she

was a child.

When she was very young, her grandmother would teach her modesty and she would be modest.

Later, as she grew older, she found that modesty sometimes hurts, and it was a fact that she was good-

looking, so she simply stopped being modest.

When faced with compliments from others on her external appearance, she would always acknowledge

them graciously, and over time, she became more and more open to them.

It was the first time in her adult life that she felt a little embarrassed about being complimented on her

beauty.

The film has seen the end of the climax, another twenty minutes to see the end.

But Filip so lightly a sentence, Starry and then watch the movie, half of the horror atmosphere can not

feel it.

She made the wrong choice by inviting Filip to the movie.

Starry directly turned off the TV, without the sound of the movie, the living room was immediately quiet.

With such quietness, the vibrating sound of the phone stands out.

Both subconsciously looked towards the phone on the desktop that vibrated for a second, only to see

the phone screen on the desktop lit up with light.

Only vibrate a little, see that is received a text message.

Filip got up from the couch and sidled over to her, his big hand over the phone before Starry got it:

"Don't look at it."

Said, he picked up the phone, pressed the bright screen, did not unlock the screen, that just sent a text

message on the screen lit up, "+938 ********, good mood, also can go out to dinner, but unfortunately,

the dead ......"

Because of space limitations, the back can only be unlocked and open the SMS to see the whole.

Filip pressed without having to look at the back of the content to know that the back of what is written,

that person's intentions are not generally sinister, she is obviously to force Starry to death.

Filip holding the phone, just now also and the wind and the moon of a face now has sunk like a deep

sea.

"What's the unlock code?"

"1345." NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Filip eyebrows moved a little, this password, said simple and not simple, said complex and not

complex.

He turned on his phone and pulled the text message inside the trash as usual.

Just as I was about to exit the SMS settings, a FaceBook message popped up on Starry's phone, from

Izabella.

Filip has no desire to pry into other people's privacy and returns the phone to Starry after a careless

glance.

Starry picked up her phone and saw the message from Izabella, she curled her lip once and tapped in

to return her message.

The time is still early, not even nine o'clock, Izabella said she had a blind date on the weekend and

asked Starry if he was free to keep her company.

Starry had nothing to do on the weekend and answered directly to the availability.

Put down the phone and see Filip looking at himself.

Starry raised an eyebrow slightly, "Are you going back?"

"You're quite close to Izabella."

Starry smiled, "Hmm."

Filip got up, "Go to bed early and have a good night."

He gave her a look, picked up his car keys, lifted his leg and literally went downstairs.

Starry thought he didn't want to leave again tonight, but he didn't expect to leave so soon.

The phone lights up again and Izabella complains to her about the arrangement at home, saying that

she is still young and that she is on the rise in her career and she has no idea of talking about

relationships.

Izabella blah blah blah said a lot, Starry slow typing, just two words to her last response, Izabella

second and third sentence came out.

Starry intended to wait until she finished complaining before replying in unison, and just then, the sound

of a car engine came from downstairs.

She got up and walked to the balcony, the black Maybach had driven away cloaked in the night.

A gust of wind blew over and Starry collected her eyes, Izabella had already sent her over twenty

messages.

Dillon didn't expect to get a call from Filip at this point, like seeing a ghost, and hearing Filip ask him to

come out to the river, Dillon even had some doubts that Filip wasn't being spiritually penetrated.

But suspicion is suspicion, Filip rarely takes the initiative to ask him out, Dillon hangs up the phone and

drives over anyway.

As soon as the car stopped, Dillon saw Filip standing below, smoking.

The breeze by the river was very cool, Dillon walked over and was eating smoke from his mouth, "Tsk,

the wind by the river, this is not like Mr. Pearson's style!"

Filip took a drag on his cigarette and gave him a look askance: "What's Rowan up to these days?"