Could this … be rted to the previous unfortunate encounter and have stress trauma seque?


    “Okay, if you don’t get close, don’t get close.” Vivian also did not say anything, moved to the position opposite Ynda, sitting cross-legged, elbows propped on the knees to hold the chin, inclined head a momentary stare at Ynda.


    Ynda was staring at all ufortable, her eyebrows wrinkled and wrinkled, “You like women?”


    “Huh? What?”


    Vivian froze and snorted out augh, “Don’t, don’t, don’t, I have a normal sexual orientation and only like men.”


    “Then what do you keep staring at me for?” Ynda’s face is cold, especially with short hair, the aura is cold, strangers do not approach the sense of both.


    Seeing her as such a stranger, Vivian’s heartstrings trembled, gazing at her with eyes full of sympathy and pity.


    At that time from the heart for her heartache.


    Ynda met her eyes, her eyebrows wrinkled and wrinkled.


    A few seconds of silence, she finally could not resist speaking, asked: “You know me?”


    Vivian: “…”


    She wanted to say yes, and she wanted to tell Ynda that Anthony was dead and that her revenge had been avenged.


    But those painful experiences that touched Ynda’s past, Vivian did not dare to mention easily, for fear that it would irritate her.


    Memory loss, for Ynda, is a new beginning, but also a relief.


    All the things in the past, she can only wait until the next time she sees Morris to ask him in person.


    “We met for the first time, how could we know each other.” Vivian shook her head and tilted her face to the side to prevent Ynda from noticing the sad and despondent expression on her face.


    “Since we don’t know each other, what do you mean by always looking at me with pity?” Ynda asked.


    Vivian pursed her lips, took a deep breath, blinked her eyes, and soothed her dry and sour eyes before smiling and teasing, “I was just thinking, you must not have many friends since you are so high strung. I tell you, I used to be quite cold, so those people avoided me. You, you can try to get close to people, close, it might be better for you.”


    She tried to enlighten Ynda.


    Instead, she met Ynda snickering, “I don’t need friends.”


    Ynda really does not like to make friends, in her subconscious, no one is trustworthy.


    In this world, the only person you can trust is yourself.


    After saying that, she continued to work, looking at the online gossip about Vivian, her face sank and sank, “How to make so much ck material? You are a person who is just inferior to the circle actually ck material so much!”


    “I do not have a lot of ck material, does not reflect the ability of your agent well. Just now Adrian said that you have excellent PR skills, I’ll see what happens.” Vivian pointed to the ck news on herputer screen and smiled, a rxed and light-hearted look.


    In fact, those ck materials Vivian did not even put in mind, even said, if really willing to deal with are very easy, just do not care to do.


    Since Ynda is back, she can use this opportunity to test Ynda’s current public rtions ability.Content bel0ngs to N?vel(D)r/a/ma.Org.


    After Vivian finished, Ynda did not speak again, but looked down at theputer, frowning at something.


    She didn’t disturb Ynda, got up and made her a cup of Blue Mountain coffee, and added milk and sugar on purpose.


    Putting the coffee in front of Ynda, she called room service and ordered a fruit tter.


    After that, she went to the sofa andy down, her eyes fixed on Ynda for a moment, watching her all the time.


    Vivian does not know where Ynda was disfigured before was injured, but after the facelift she is still beautiful, and her features have be more and more three-dimensional, full of heroism.