My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 84

"Sleeping Beauty, is that you?"

Christina suddenly received a friend request, so she hung up Charles's phone, and logged in the WhatsApp.

Pig Is Rising, "Sleeping Beauty? How can I have such a lame name?"

The person was a little agitated and sent several messages in a row.

Pig Is Rising, "Christina, you're so cruel. Don't you remember me? I am Crystal."

Pig Is Rising, "I used to be your roomie in high school, you used to skip classes all day. I was forced to pretend to be you to sign in."

Christina suddenly remembered that she had a soft comrade in high school, Crystal.

Invincible Tina, "Why don't you change your name to Pig Is In Love? Didn't you go abroad? Did you return to your country's arms?"

Pig Is Rising, "Bah. I don't even have a boyfriend. How can I be in love?"

Christina watched her send a bunch of growling expressions of pain and she chuckled. It was as if she was back in high school. She and Crystal used to be close friends, and then after attending the university they had lost contact with each other for some reason.

Pig Is Rising, "Christina, are you married?"

Christina replied expressionless, "Twice."

The woman on the other end of the phone was about to collapse. "Are you kidding me? You've married twice. Why can't I have a boyfriend?"

Invincible Tina, "Men are shit."

Pig Is Rising, "Who are you married to? What do they look like? Are they one-tenth as handsome as our former teaching assistant?"

Invincible Tina, "Who's the teaching assistant?"

Christina remembered that her high school had its directly affiliated college. In the second half of her senior year, the school would ask some professors from that college to give the top students extra lectures. Most of them were bald middle-aged men.

Pig Is Rising, "Christina, I bet your husband must be a super fat nerd... You dare not to remember that handsome teaching assistant."

Christina felt that her roommate's temper had not improved at all after all these years. She was still as optimistic as before and favored pretty men.

Christina had a slight impression since Crystal was so excited.

In the second half of senior year, there seemed to be a male teaching assistant who was even fairer and more handsome than an international model. The most important thing was that the assistant's background was very strong. It was said that even his voice was very charming, and all girls in the school were crazy about him.

However, Christina had never met the legendary handsome assistant because she was busy working part-time at a milk tea shop in the second half of her senior year.

Pig Is Rising, "Christina, I'm working in a very outstanding company now. You can go to meet me tomorrow, and I'll treat you to lunch..."

Invincible Tina, "Where?"

Pig Is Rising, "I'll treat you to a feast in Gordon Hotel! Remember to dress better. The waiters there are a little bit supercilious. I got my salary today. Tomorrow, let's have fun."

Christina looked at "Gordon Hotel" with a thoughtful expression...

Crystal added arrogantly, "I work for IP&G Group now. Am I really awesome?"

Sure enough.

The largest hotel near the Hopkins Group's IP&G Group is Gordon Hotel. "Patrick usually has meal there..."

She put down her phone and was surprised that this good friend was working at the Hopkins Group.

She turned to look out the window. It was still raining, and the sound of the rain made her sleepy.

Holding the soft quilt, she closed her eyes.

She couldn't help but mutter, "What is he doing now..."

He still did not return to the Hopkins Family.

Christina went to bed early last night and woke up early in the morning. She was energetic, but she turned her head to look at the empty bed, feeling inexplicably disappointed.

"Grandpa, I'll have lunch with an old classmate." Now she had to report wherever she went.

Mr. Hopkins did not care much about where she wanted to go but just reminded, "Don't eat anything you shouldn't eat."

"Got it."

As she went out with the driver of Hopkins Family, the old man seemed to suddenly think of something and shouted at her back, "Christina, if your classmate is a man, be smart and don't let Patrick know."

Christina paused, her expression startled.

Mr. Hopkins continued saying, "That bastard will be angry."

"Oh." She replied with an embarrassed expression.

Christina was a little nervous. She didn't know if it was because she was meeting her best friend she hadn't seen for years, or... Because the entire IP&G Group building was right in front of her.

The driver sent her to a coffee shop across from the IP&G Group building. Crystal had a 12: 00 lunch break and Christina arrived here 15 minutes earlier.

She had never been to the IP&G Group, and she guessed that Patrick's office should be on the top floor.

Subconsciously, she raised her head. It was so high.

The building was solemnly styled, its dark glass walls reflecting light, and its striking metal logo, IP&G Group, was too dazzling, which made people fear.

It was almost lunchtime, and the wide road was gradually crowded. These commuters rushed out of their companies, chatting and discussing some things at a fast speed.

"Now over 70 % of Dickens Family's projects are backed by the Hopkins Group. They messed up a big project last week, but the president didn't lose his temper today."

"I don't know what that Donald is capable of. Why is our president helping Dickens Family..."

Christina looked down at her phone. It was already 12: 03, and most of the employees had already been off work. Crystal was still nowhere to be seen.

"I haven't seen her for so many years. She won't have plastic surgery, will she?" She looked up at the building across the street and suddenly froze.

The man standing across her recognized her at a glance, and his grim face was slightly startled.

"Here for me?"

He strode over and said something in a deep voice that sounded casual.

Christina looked at him with a nervous expression. She didn't expect to meet him.

He thought she was coming here for him?

She turned her head away, not daring to look into his deep eyes. "No." She decided to tell the truth.

She whispered, "I have a date with my old friend today..."

But before she could finish her sentence, the man in front of her frowned slightly, his face not looking very good, and in the end, he was impatient. "Christina, you really like to piss me off." He grabbed her wrist and dragged her away.

"Patrick, where are you taking me..."

Christina was dragged away by him, afraid that he would take her to that horrible basement like last time, and hurriedly explained, "I really have a date with a friend, a former high school classmate, a girl!"

The man in front of her suddenly stopped. Christina was rushed forward so the tip of her nose hit his back.

She lowered her head and reached out to rub her nose, feeling innocent. Patrick turned around, looking down at her, and pursed his thin lips, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't.