Chapter 89 Drink Enough in the Swimming Pool
James shook the goblet, and the red liquid rippled round and round in the goblet to form a whirlpool,
which was extremely ornamental, but it also indicated some dull depression.
"Is it OK for me to drink a ss of red wine and for Ang to drink half a ss of juice?"
Felix put the empty ss on the table, took a new ss of red wine from the tray, handed it to her
mouth with a smile, and said in an ambiguous way:
"Well, I won''t embarrass you. How about you take a sip and I drink the rest?"
Saying that, he nced at James defiantly.
The edge of the goblet was stained with Ang’s lipstick. She pressed her lips tightly to get the ss in
his hand. "You drink a ss of wine, me too. It is fair."
"Hey, no need to-" Felix smiled badly, and he did not release the ss, but covered his hand over hers,
"I am a man, you are a woman. If I have a ss of wine, and ask you to have one too, is this not
bullying? Just take a sip and I''ll take the rest."
Ang clenched her teeth as she looked at the two hands together.
Felix was clearly flirting with her, but she was going back to the Dream Club tomorrow. If she did not do
what he asked, she was afraid he would make trouble in the futurte.
"Didn''t you drink enough water in the swimming poolst time?"
James looked at him coldly and easily separated his hand, then yanked Ang behind him.
Jessica just came in and saw this scene. Her smile froze on her face for a moment before returning to
normal.
"Is Mr. James angry?" Thinking of the wretchedness at that party, Felix’s handsome face was dark red,
but he could only force a smile, "I was just joking with Miss Ang. Don''t mind, I apologize."
He raised his red wine and drank it up, cing the empty ss heavily on the table.
“Mind your mouth and hands. Even if I don''t use my girl, it''s not your turn."
James made a hawk-like gaze straight at him and said word by word.
Ang clenched her fists tightly, knuckles whitened due to too much force.
What did James take her for? An item?
"I''m used to sharing women with my brothers, and I didn''t know Mr. James is so attached to a random
woman. It is my fault, and I''ll never make the same mistake next time."
Felix’s face was dark for a moment, and his eyes were full of defiance, but on his face was an
ingratiating smile.
James ignored him, and instead turned to speak to Ang, "Give me your hands."
She held out her hands and he took two sses of champagne and poured the wine over her hands,
carefully washing them before flinging her a few paper towels to wipe them clean.
"It has been cleaned."
Did James feel she was dirty? Ang endured the humiliation, and whispered.
Felix leaned over the table in a hanging position and drank five or six sses of red wine in a row, and
the corners of his eyes were tinged with a few shades of red.
"In the future, I will go around when I see a male dog in heat."
James took a paper towel and wiped his champagne-stained hands, then threw it away and walked
towards the north, "Follow me."
Ang hmmed and bent her head as she followed him.
When they were seven or eight meters out, Felix put his empty ss on the table with a thud, spat on
the ground, and cursed.
"What the fuck! A fucking bitch on my head!"
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"Why are you so angry, Felix?"
A woman with arge xen curl approached him, her breasts clinging to him.
"That bitch James?!"
Felix suppressed a growl, a sinister look in his cunning eyes, "He was so rude just because he was
born with a gold spoon in his mouth?"
The woman looked around cautiously and said in a delicate voice.
"I know you''re not afraid of Mr. James, but this is not your ce after all, so keep your voice down."
"Fuck off!" Felix pushed her away in annoyance, his gaze locked on Ang’s back.
Refuse me, huh? I would get your body some day!
Ang followed behind James and had only taken a dozen steps when Jessica shouted at them.
"Brother James, Ang, wait for a minute."
Her voice was soft and gentle, quite enjoyable.
Ang frowned and stopped anyway, she nced up, but James didn''t seem to hear her and was still
walking forward.
She pursed her lips and didn''t shout out.
"Ang." Jessica pushed the wheelchair to her, a veryforting smile on her pretty face.
On the same day two years ago, the same scene happened when Jessica was walking towards the red
race car with the same smile. The scene yed in Ang’s mind like a movie.
Anger went all the way up in her body, Ang took a deep breath and looked indifferent, "Mr. James is
just ahead, it''s not toote for you to go after him."
"I''ll just go for Brother Jamester."
Jessica smiled warmly, picked up the gift box on the wheelchair and handed it to Jessica with both
hands, "Ang, happy birthday."
Ang didn''t even look at the gift box, the scar at the end of her brow was tinged with a slightly manic
look that she usually had, "Thank you for your kindness, but I can''t afford to ept your gift."
She did not want to take it either.
She felt it was disgusting.
"I was afraid you wouldn''t ept it, so I didn''t send anything expensive."
The bottom of Jessica’s eyes seemed to be filled with bright stars, "Do you remember?
I fell in love with photography for a while and especially loved holding my canera around to take
pictures."
There was a burning mania in Ang’s breath, and she struggled to suppress the anger and disgust in
her heart, "It''s been too long, and I have a bad memory."
"Pretty much just before your eighteenth birthday, I took a lot of pictures of you, Greyson, my brother,
me, and James."
Jessica didn''t seem to notice her emotions, her face still wore a bright smile, "I develpped all those
photos and made them into an album for you, tomemorate our wonderful youth."
The birthday party was crowded, and the sound of people everywhere annoyed Ang’s already
irritable heart to the maximum.
She kept taking deep breaths, trying to ease her emotions, but right in front of Jessica’s simple,
innocent smiling face, and a supposed gift boxmemorating her wonderful innocence.
All that anger can''t no longer be suppressed!
BANG!
Ang took the gift box and heaved it to the ground, her voice a little shrill from strong emotion, “A
memorial to a good youth, or to my stupid ignorance?!"
There were tears sliding down the corners of her eyes, and she wiped them away quickly.
In an instant, the entire birthday party fell silent as the crowd looked at the two in shock, disbelief,
curiosity or teasing.
Jessica retracted her empty hand, froze and looked at the photos scattered into the ground, her smile
disappeared like a colorful bubble in the sunlight, leaving only sadness, "Ang......"
"Don''t call my name!"
Ang’s body trembled slightly, mania and anger flowing through her body, seemingly bursting, ''''You
don''t deserve it! Jessica, you don''t deserve it!"
The gown was designed to be long to cover the scars on her leg, and she carried her skirt and rushed
out of the banquet hall under Jessica’s wounded gaze and the stares of others.
People came and went in the hotel corridor, and Ang stumbled forward, not looking at them, but
feeling that these people were talking about her just as they had two years ago.