Hearing this, I paused in the middle of pressing the text button on my phone. Then, I exerted a bit of force, and a crack appeared on the glass screen.

Not fun, right?

I'm boring, right?

Fine.

I promise to let Johnny have a good time tonight.

Feel at home.

No matter what, I have to greet his parents before playing.

So, I calculated the distance and time to fly between the East and West Coast, and sent a message to Sue. I told her that her brother really pissed me off, and then turned off my phone.

Also, I knew that if Sue couldn't get through to my phone, she would call Columbus. So, I told Columbus to turn off his phone too.

Feel at home.

Absolutely.

He had to feel at home.

To be honest, I don't know the customs of LA, but I have a few big landmines. One of them is don't touch my man, don't touch my man, or else I …!

Back then, I wasn't sure if Johnny knew about my relationship with Andrew, but with Andrew and Johnny's friendship, we didn't avoid him when we were flirting.

Under these circumstances, Johnny still brought Andrew to the bar to play, and I was very unhappy.

So, I followed him once. It was … before I started dating Andrew. I don't remember the exact time.

Of course, Johnny also drove his favorite sports car, a silver Bentley Continental.

There were two girls in the GT, and one of them was for Andrew.

He said that he was a good brother and was loyal.

I exploded on the spot.

Andrew didn't notice.

He thought it was funny and didn't take it to heart.

Since I couldn't laugh, I could only vent my anger on Johnny. I won Johnny's Bentley in two laps on the main road of Queens and a dozen or so tickets. While I was at it, I also chased away the little whore who was clinging onto Andrew. Then, I dragged Andrew away.

It was that night.

That night!

Johnny and I are officially enemies.

From then on, Andrew didn't dare to let me meet Johnny. At least, he didn't dare to do so when he was present. He didn't even dare to mention Johnny's name.

Blame me?

Deceiving Zhi Huang's Pretty Aunt Mei Zhina?

Party

If you are curious, the Bentley is now parked in Andrew's exclusive parking space in Parker's house.

Yes, I gave it to Andrew.

He guessed that Andrew didn't dare to let Johnny know about this.

Hehe.

Johnny never really knew me.

The first time he saw me, I was clumsily following Toby's side, trying my best to keep up with the progress of the business and help out a little.

I was only in high school at that time.

In the photo, I didn't look like the kind of girl who would break plates in a restaurant.

And the people around Johnny are those, you know, the kind that are on the cover of magazines, the Victoria's Secret Angels.

He didn't understand Andrew's love of bringing me along and always wanted to bring Andrew 'on the right track'.

It turns out that Andrew might be the type who prefers obedient girls.

For example, Gwynn later on.

Unfortunately, things changed. The hatred between Johnny and I didn't disappear with a smile. Instead, it deepened with Andrew's absence in New York. The growth ratio was like the stock price of Parker Industries.

Johnny didn't believe that I would show up until I got out of the taxi and actually appeared at the back door of the bar.

He was complaining to Peter about the correlation between my temper and the weather in New York.

And we both saw Johnny being dazzled by my legs for at least two seconds.

"… Okay?

White silk cardigan with a short black leather skirt. "Johnny looked me up and down and pouted," Okay.

At least you didn't wear the suit from the day. "

"It looks good." Peter said almost at the same time as Johnny.

His voice was drowned out by Johnny's comment, but I heard him clearly.

He looked straight at me as if he couldn't take his eyes off me, "I mean … I mean … you might be cold.

It's cold at night in New York.

That is, the difference in temperature.

The temperature drops. "

I stared at Peter.

Johnny stared at Peter.

We all stared at Peter.

Peter blushed under the street lamp.

"Okay." I smiled and said to Peter, "So, we will go home together, right?

Then you can take care of me. "

"Go back to my house?" Peter almost jumped up.

"Stop fooling around, right?!" Johnny almost jumped up too.

I was speechless.

"I mean, take me home.

Because Max, Caroline, and even Chili Pepper might not come home tonight. "

"Oh … Oh."

Peter suddenly understood. He blushed and turned to walk into the bar. He walked so fast that he almost bumped into the security door.

Johnny looked at me as if he had seen a ghost.

"Are you sure you want to say something to me now?"

I looked back at Johnny with my head held high and said calmly, "You know, Peter Parker's series of hearing is very good."

Johnny cursed.

"You are the killer of the three brothers," he said impatiently and entered the bar before me.

The killer of Peter Parker and his brothers?

I wish I was.

Johnny really didn't know anything about my bitter love history.

Toby didn't need to be mentioned. We didn't need to waste time on jokes that weren't funny enough.

Andrew, I … Let's not talk about this topic.

As for Peter.

Peter, Peter, Peter.

Do we still need to talk about it?

Before he even set foot on the dance floor, Peter was shocked by the party I was holding.

He first pointed at Harry who was singing on the stage.

Styles asked, "That is, that is Harry.

Is it Styles?!

Is he singing his new single?! "

"Yes," I answered him slowly. "I invited him, but I didn't know he could sing this song."

Harry Styles was singing his solo single, Kiwi.

"So that is Harry.

Styles。”

Peter nodded and turned to look at Zuckerberg and the others at the bar. "And those are your friends from work."

"Why not?" I shrugged and raised my eyebrows. "Since they happen to be in New York."

Peter shook his head and held his temples.

"So … So I saw Ritz, Betti, and Michel.

It wasn't my imagination. "

"Actually, I only invited Ritz."

I blinked innocently, "I didn't know she would bring more than half of your classmates.

I'm just a kitten. "Then I raised my right hand like a cat's paw, scratched the air, and meowed.

Peter took a deep breath and silently looked away.

I believed this meant that he had given up on pursuing the matter.

"What's wrong with that?

Didn't Johnny think I'm not fun? "I asked Peter.

Peter wiped his face hard with his palm, looked in an unknown direction, and muttered, "Yes, but it might become too fun."

To prove that Peter was right, I leaned in his ear and reminded him in a friendly manner, "You better not talk to any girls you don't know.

And don't touch any alcohol here in case you're not sober. "

Peter was alert for a second.

The phantom dog's ears on top of his head stood up straight.

"What? What did you do, Nan Nan?

Please tell me that nothing bad is going to happen here. "Peter almost begged me with a praying look.

I smiled warmly and showed my canine teeth. I pointed at a super cute girl on the dance floor and asked Peter, "Look?

Isn't he cute? "

Peter was dumbfounded. Then, he came back to his senses and stared at me in shock.

"They're all Ivy League college students. The quality is guaranteed." I continued to smile. I was in a very good mood.

"This is why I like Facebook. This is why I think we have to buy IG.

I'm telling you, this cute girl must be a boy. "

Peter looked at me and then at the dance floor.

He looked at me and then at the dance floor.

He looked at me and then at the dance floor.

However, Johnny didn't know.

He was surrounded by a group of cute boys.

It was a beautiful scene.

I loved watching.

"Should I tell him?" Peter looked at the sky and took a deep breath.