Chapter 845


    While she was thinking, there was a sudden weight on her shoulder and a nice maic voice came, "Are you having lunch with


    colleagues?"


    Sherman turned to look behind her, "You''re here?"


    Kingsley nodded and sat down after pulling out the seat beside her. He sat there with his legs folded, and there was an


    overwhelming noble aura.


    Jepson froze and looked at Kingsley beside him in a daze. It was a long time before he said, "Mr. Wright."


    "Hi." Kingsley greeted in a t tone, then looked at Sherman, "Why didn''t you tell me about having lunch with your colleagues?"


    “Well, it’s kind ofst minute." Sherman replied. She pursed her lips, thinking about how she should introduce them to each


    other.


    However, before she could say anything, Kingsley said, "I''m her boyfriend, thank you for appreciating m y girlfriend."


    Asimple sentence announced the rtionship between Sherman and Kingsley.N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.


    Jepson was still stunned because the man’s aura was too powerful. He almost bit his tongue, "Sherman i s twenty-seven years


    old, yet she still looks like a


    college student, while Mr. Wright is thirty-four years old, you are seven years older than Sherman. Isn''t that a little old?"


    Old? Sherman was stunned. Was he saying that Kingsley was old?


    Kingsley was obviously stunned too. He may never have heard anyone say that he was old.


    Other people''sments about him were more about maturity, charm, and elegance. Or the thirties and forties were the best


    ages for men. But he has never heard the word "old".


    There was a strange expression on his handsome face that had always been indifferent, but soon his expression became normal


    and he asked Jepson indifferently, "Is that so?"


    Jepson could not guess what he was thinking, but said boldly, "You are in your thirties. Aren''t you a little bit old?"


    Kingsley''s thin lips curved upward and said lightly with a smile, "Maybe."


    Jepson gave a shortugh. There was no way to continue to sit there, so he made an excuse and left.


    Only Sherman and Kingsley were left behind. Somehow Sherman just wanted tough and didugh out loud.


    "You think I''m old too?" Kingsley looked at her.


    "No. You are at your best age." Sherman


    immediately curbed herughter. Probably it was the first time that he heard the word "old" from someone else.


    Kingsley ordered a cup of coffee. He sipped it and said helplessly, "Then why are youughing?"


    She closed her mouth and shook her head seriously. Then she said, "I''m notughing.”


    His long body moved forward. His


    warm fingertips entytayched the!


    nepgfihek lips‘and said, "Let''s


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    Sherman''s face blushed slightly and


    she served a bowl porsch


    degtrt@nih “Ty it, it tastes quite


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    He gently smiled. After taking a sip of the soup, he nodded and said, "It''s really good."


    The atmosphere between them was good. After lunch, Kingsley sent her back to thepany.


    Sherman went to work and Kingsley drove back to the vi.


    Aftering back home, he took off


    his overcoat and was wearing on


    ck shirt. Hi pupdycblidy heslying


    omihesdrawit a mirror in front of


    him, his big hand slowly rubbing his


    chin. No one knew what h e was


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