However, Hannah just smiled, "I would have made the sa choice, there’s no need to apologize. I’m not interested in trending with you."
Jackie was taken aback, followed by a bitter smile.
So she already knew.
Hannah didn’t want to stay with him. She stood up, about to leave, but Jackie stopped her.
The tall man virtually blocked all of Hannah’s paths.
Hannah frowned, "Is there anything else?"
The man looked down at the petite girl in front of him, and finally asked, "Where have you been this past week?"
Why can’t I find any of your information?
He didn’t voice the latter part of his thoughts, realizing Hannah’s resistance to him, he was even more cautious.
He thought she wouldn’t answer, but surprisingly, Hannah curved her brows and smiled, "Didn’t Mr. Qualls just hear it? I’ve been with George River this week."
Upon hearing this, Jackie was silent for quite a while.
Though Hannah’s words ca with a smile, they fell on him like harsh frostbite, painfully sharp. "I don’t believe it."
Hannah shrugged, spread her hands, and sighed, "Well, there’s nothing I can do if you don’t believe ."
Such a classic playboy response.
Using the most innocent tone to hurt others emotionally.
Jackie really didn’t believe Hannah’s words.
He understood George River. Since he said he had ended his relationship with Hannah, he would have done so. How could he give Hannah a chance to entangle with him?
As for the notion that they spent a week together, he believed it even less.
The idle chatter of the people in the program team today, however, made him overthink.
Even though he was uncomfortable, he had no grounds to interrogate Hannah.
Jackie softened his tone, pulled out a warm smile on his face, looked at Hannah, intending to say sothing, but Hannah spoke first.
"Mr. Qualls, will your ntors participate in the beauty contest?"
Jackie was taken aback, "What?"
Hannah explained to him, "It’s selecting the most beautiful one from a group of trainees. The winner will get a one-minute personal cara shot."
Then, Jackie finally understood what Hannah was talking about.
Seeing her enthusiastic and excited look, Jackie’s eyes softened, "If you want a personal shot, I can talk to the program crew."
He thought, it’s just a request for one more minute of cara ti, if it would make Hannah happy, he could definitely arrange it.
It was rare for Hannah to make a request.
However, to his surprise, Hannah’s smile faded after hearing this, she shook her head with a hint of regret, "Mr. Qualls, you still don’t understand , that’s why I can’t like you."
After saying this, she smiled brightly, as charming as a flower quietly blooming on a branch. Underneath the moonlight, her beauty contrasted even more with the dull surroundings.
Hannah left, leaving behind a dejected Jackie.
So what Hannah wants isn’t cara ti?
He vaguely rembered that there was a similar segnt in the previous life, but in the end, the cara ti was given to Tiffany Lynch. She perford a ballet dance and was praised online.
Jackie thought, Hannah must be envious, that’s why she wanted it too.
*
Although Jas Landon was standing so distance away, he heard their conversation very clearly.
He tugged at his knit hat and turned to leave.
Just as he was about to descend the stairs, he saw Hannah waiting there at the corner.
She was crossing her arms, looking quite helpless, and muttered, "Why do you guys all have this habit of eavesdropping."
Jas Landon pursed his lips and descended the stairs, "I don’t."
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