Sister Lee glanced over, then sighed, "It’s a pity, the essential conditions aren’t there."
She forcefully dragged Chloe Grant along.
Over there, Matthew Morgan had already looked up, his brows furrowing.
Chloe happened to glance in his direction, and the mont their eyes t, Chloe hurriedly shifted her gaze away.
Coincidentally, she was being led away by Sister Lee.
Matthew Morgan didn’t follow.
But after Chloe got into Sister Lee’s car, he also got into a car and followed behind Chloe’s vehicle.
Sister Lee glanced into the rear-view mirror, sighed, "The young man has a good temperant, it’s a pity, his abilities are lacking.
I’m telling you, guys like him either never make it big or once they do, they end up being kept by a rich woman or find a mistress, you’d better stay away from good-looking n like him, they’re unreliable."
Sister Lee completely belittled Matthew Morgan.
Of course, at this mont, Sister Lee didn’t even think for a second that the person in question was the famous, legendary character, Matthew Morgan.
As she drove, she enthusiastically started brainwashing Chloe Grant, "I know you can’t bear to leave. But it’s better to rip the bandage off quickly, you might be happy now, but you’ll suffer later. You should listen to the experience of soone who’s been there, or else you’ll be the one suffering.
And I don’t know what’s up with your parents, they don’t even try to advise you or set you up with a good match."
Sister Lee kept talking, while Chloe Grant didn’t really respond to her.
It was only after a silence fell between them that Chloe gently said, "We broke up... yesterday."
Sister Lee was montarily surprised, "Broke up?"
The unabashed joy showed on her face, and she then slapped the steering wheel, "That decision of yours is absolutely right! It should have been done earlier. Girl, don’t worry, the person I’m taking you to et this ti will not disappoint you.
The guy not only owns a house in the capital but also drives a BMW. After all, he’s a manager, so his work schedule is relatively relaxed and he can spend more ti with you."
"Sister, thanks for your kindness. But I don’t think I need to et this person. I don’t plan to accept a new relationship anyti soon." Chloe Grant declined tactfully.
A mont ago, after being forcibly dragged into the car, Sister Lee hadn’t stopped talking, leaving Chloe no chance to say this.
But...
Even if she did say it, it would be useless as Sister Lee simply wouldn’t listen.
She regarded Chloe as a stubborn child, unwilling to see sense.
And Sister Lee, with her coat draped, was dragging this girl away from a pitfall.
The car stopped in front of an Italian restaurant, and Sister Lee forcibly took Chloe’s phone, entered a string of numbers, and dialed.
She put it on speakerphone, and a rough, hard-to-handle voice ca from the other end, "Hello."
"Henry, it’s , your sister." Sister Lee replied.
The other person imdiately responded, "Oh, it’s Sister Lee, did you change your number?"
"No, this is the young lady’s. I’ve already brought her to the door, and now it’s ti for to leave, you young folks can chat by yourselves."
"Then I’ll co out to greet her."
The other person was still quite courteous.
"Sister Lee, I’m really not interested in blind dates. Moreover, I don’t accept anyone under 180 cm, and unattractive ones."
This ti Chloe Grant expressed herself very seriously.
On hearing this, Sister Lee imdiately got angry, "What nonsense is this child spouting! Can looks be eaten as food? Those tall and good-looking ones, like your ex-boyfriend? What can they do besides driving a Dongfeng and trailing along?
Alright, get out, he’s already here."
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