Chapter 478: Emotional Intelligence Issue_1
Zara Jason, upon ntioning writing a letter, Ryan Wesley suddenly ca back to life, full of energy.
Anyone with eyes could see how happy he was.
Purple Sumrs: “…”
Did she misunderstand sothing…
Purple couldn’t help but look at Jane McCain, finding that Jane had a beaming face, showing no signs of upset.
Could it be she really misunderstood?
Purple was so confused that when Jane went to the restroom, she quickly followed and asked casually as if nothing was important, “When are you planning to confess to your crush?”
Jane was startled by her question.
Purple reminded her, “Last ti we went to Peachwater Village, the sorceress said you would get what your heart desired.”
Jane’s face fell imdiately, and she said indignantly, “That sorceress really is a fraud! I’ve liked him for so long, but he ended up marrying soone else!”
Purple’s face was a picture of shock, “You… you’re not into Ryan Wesley?”
“Ah?” Jane’s eyes widened in surprise, “ into Ryan Wesley? Purple, are you kidding ? How could I possibly like him?!”
Purple was even more surprised than Jane and blurted out, “But I always thought you two were an item! Aren’t you guys close?”
Jane: “…”
After a mont of speechlessness, Jane sighed while holding her forehead, “Purple, sotis you’re really smart, but other tis, how can you be… sigh!”
Her tone was quite heavy.
“My relationship with Ryan Wesley is purely platonic,” Jane seriously told Purple, “Besides, he has always had feelings for Zara, how could you mistake and him as a couple?”
Having said that, and without waiting for Purple’s reaction, Jane exclaid in horror, “Oh no, does Zara also misunderstand and Ryan?! What am I to do… Oh, it’s so frustrating! You and Zara need to work on your emotional intelligence!”
Purple: “…”
Jane returned to the restaurant looking worried, probably afraid of being misunderstood again, and deliberately sat far away from Ryan Wesley.
Zara just thought Jane didn’t want to be cramd and didn’t mind it.
Yet Purple was rather downcast, and while eating her al, she found the food tasteless.
She recalled Allen Rivera’s assessnt of her and beca even more puzzled: Is my emotional intelligence really that low?
She had always thought… she was the goddess of wisdom in everyone’s eyes, but it turned out not to be the case at all…
This little episode made Purple feel inner defeat, leading her to a deeper understanding of herself…
The celebration dinner finally ca to an end.
When Ryan Wesley went to pay the bill, the attendant inford him that it had already been taken care of.
All four of them were surprised.
“Who paid for the al?” Jane asked in surprise.
The attendant said with a smile, “A gentleman at table six.”
They looked over and saw a few n sitting at table six, including Gavin Graves.
Gavin, noticing their gaze, looked up, his lips curling into a smile as he nodded at them.
They then knew that Gavin Graves had taken care of the bill.
“Young Master Graves is always so handso, so stylish,” Jane mused with admiration, really liking the type of man that Gavin Graves is.
Ryan Wesley was dismissive: “I’m not broke, no need for his ddling.”
“This chain restaurant belongs to Graves Corporation, and Young Master Graves giving us a free al is a gesture of gentlemanly grace,” Jane criticized Ryan Wesley, thinking he didn’t understand anything.
“I’m not coming here to eat next ti,” Ryan Wesley muttered.
Jane teased him, “You think you’ll run into Young Master Graves every ti you co here? Get free als every ti? Dream on!”
Purple quietly observed the interaction between the two…
Indeed… although they seed close, there was none of the subtle romantic tension between a young man and a woman, indeed more like buddies…
How had she not noticed that before?
…
After dinner, it was already quite late, and the four of them headed ho.
When Purple returned ho, she found Alexander Sumrs sitting in the living room watching TV.
It was indeed rare. Ever since the school term started, Purple had not seen Alexander coming ho.
She put down her bag and picked up a tangerine from the coffee table.
Alexander watched her closely, his brow furrowed, and he asked in a dark tone, “Where have you been today?”
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