Tangled Up In Blue novel Chapter 77

Before Malcolm could say anything more, he turned around, and saw them two seemed in love. His face darkened as he swallowed hard. They hadn't seen each other for only a few days, and she seemed to live a quite good life? 'Why don't you go to see Hugh, but go to see Benson?' He thought it in his mind. It was said that they meet each other next time would be strangers. He couldn't believe a woman's words…

Poppi was eating the crab leg. When she blinked her eyes, she saw Malcolm walking towards her. She was so scared that she threw up the crab leg, turned around and was about to run. No, she couldn't. Her mind was in a mess. She wasn't ready yet…

"What's wrong?" Seeing what Poppi did, Benson thought that she had eaten something unclean. So he quickly supported her with his hands, held her back and asked with concern, "is it not delicious?"

Poppi quickly shook her head. But after thinking for a while, she nodded her head, which made him more confused and worried.

But before Malcolm could take any step forward, Malcolm had already approached him. When he saw the place where Benson's right hand was put, he just saw the bare back of Poppi. His eyes suddenly became bloodshot, and he rushed forward and said coldly, "Mr. Ji, Miss. Poppi."

Poppi was shocked.

Mr. Ji turned around and took a look at Mr. Malcolm. Then he put his hand down from Poppi and greeted him in a way neither servile nor overbearing, "Hello, Mr. Malcolm."

Malcolm nodded slightly and looked at her, "Miss. Poppi, you are so beautiful today."

"……" Hearing that, Poppi's mouth twitched. She knew that what Malcolm said didn't mean that he was praising her, but she could only turn around and smile politely, without looking into his eyes. "Thank you for your praise, Mr. Malcolm."

Malcolm looked at Poppi up and down and found that her dress was not loosed at all and the hemline just covered the scars on her unhealed leg. Her slender ankle was exposed. The black curly hair spread over her shoulder. She was gentle and beautiful.

"Did you see her? It's her, Poppi. " On the other side of the hall, Tina was standing with Catherine. She pointed at Poppi with her chin and said, "she interviewed Mr. Malcolm."

Catherine looked at Poppi up and down, and said proudly, "but she nothing more than this.

"But she seems to know Mr. Malcolm." "Do you still remember the car accident that happened on JingLan Avenue? Didn't you say you saw Mr. Malcolm at the scene? "

Catherine nodded her head and replied, "yes, I did. But my father looked like Malcolm and the photo was blurry. He even didn't finish the report. I'm not sure it."

Tina squinted. "But… The driver of the pink car was Poppi. She asked for a leave the other day and all the staff in her office went to the hospital to visit her. If the man in the pictures is Mr. Malcolm... "

Catherine took a deep look at Poppi and then looked Mr. Malcolm again. Thinking of this, Malcolm seemed to have nothing important to do and went straight to Poppi, which was really suspicious…

"What's more, She had interviewed Hugh at first. I heard that she even sent Mr. Su a valuable stamp which fascinates him very much." Tina said, gnashing her teeth, "since Mr. Ji took up our chief editor, he was so obedient to her… She is really a foxtrel! "

"Really?" At the thought of this, Catherine couldn't help but be vigilant of Poppi and asked, "is this woman called Poppi really so powerful?"

Catherine, what am I lying to you about?" Tina grabbed her arm and said in a fake friendly tone, "Catherine, don't be fooled by this kind of woman."

"Just by her?" Catherine snorted and stared at the other side of Poppi. Although she spoke with disdain, her body was very honest. "Tina, I have to go now. After the opening dance, I'll go to see Malcolm first."

"I'll go with you." Tina glanced at Benson.

On the other side, Benson and Malcolm were chatting casually. It was not easy for Poppi to leave because of what Benson had told Malcolm when he introduced her as "this is a great talent from our magazine." she could only wait with a dry smile.

After a while, the slow and melodious sound of violin suddenly sounded in the hall. The people close to the hall smiled in unison, and walked towards the center of the hall hand in hand, dancing with the music.

When Edwin saw this, he was about to extend his hand to invite Celine, but then he saw ivy and Maggie rushing over.

Catherine held Malcolm's arm familiarly, as if declaring her sovereignty. "Malcolm, let's have a dance?"

"Okay." Malcolm took back his eyes from Poppi and nodded. After that, he took Catherine by the hand and walked towards the dancing floor.

"Poppi, would you like to dance with me?" Suddenly, Benson reached out his hand in a gentlemanly manner.

Poppi slightly opened her mouth and shook her head, "Mr. Ji, my leg hurts… I'm afraid I can't dance with you, so please... "

"Mr. Ji, will you join me?" Tina said timely.

"I'll send Poppi back to the second floor. Tina, find another partner please! It will be nice to have more clients. " Benson gave a warm smile to Tina. Then he held Poppi and said, "let's go!"

"No, I'll go by myself." Poppi refused him indifferently without any hesitation. Putting on her dress, she leaned against the wall and walked towards the elevator.

Benson followed her and sighed. He stood still and watched her leave.

Tina quickened her pace and questioned, "Mr. Ji, why are you so obsessed with Poppi? She was so rude to you, she... "

"Tina, it was my own choice. I did it all on my own," He turned around and sighed, "I appreciate your good performance at work, but that's only compliment in the work. It's my private matter that I treat anyone nicely. You don't have to defend me or say anything to defend me. I deserve it. Could you please leave me alone? "

"I..." Her chest heaved with each word, her face as red as blood.

"I'm going to work now." After he looked around the hall and saw George, he raised his foot and walked to the other side. "George."

"Hey, Benson!" George turned around, with a smile on his face. His peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly. "I just came here. Didn't you dance? "

"Yes, I didn't." He shook his head.

"Where is Miss. Poppi?" George looked around the hall and said, "I'm coming to see Miss. Poppi and this mysterious shareholder of our Group."

"There might be a chance," Benson forced a smile.

"Look, that's Mr. Malcolm. I want to say hello to him." Then, George pretended to be surprised again. "See? Both of us have the family name of Quan. They start from scratch, which makes the company more and more successful. What's more, they even hooked up with the daughter of the mayor. But I have become an ignorant and rich man for the third generation. Quan Group can't be destroyed by me!"

"Of course not!" "You always belittle yourself. The best grandson of the Quan Group is not only a name. Otherwise, your grandfather would not send you abroad early and let you take over the company as the CEO. "

George shook his hand and said, "I don't care about it. It's just a nominal name."

"Mr. Quan!" When they were talking, a pretty girl rushed to them and said, "I've drunk a glass of wine and passed out. Can you send me upstairs?"

"Of course it! ! Absolutely a hundred of ok in my mind! " George put his arm around her waist, pressed his lips on her face and said, "then, I'm leaving. Goodbye, Benson."

"Aren't you going to see Miss Malcolm?" Benson asked.

"I still have a chance later." Then George turned around and left with the woman in his arms.

Benson loosened his tie. Although he didn't make any comment on the moral quality of Benson, he appreciated more about Malcolm. However, the business cooperation didn't depend on the moral quality.

"Malcolm, you are good at dancing."

But Catherine clung to Malcolm and shook her body to the music, "I'm so happy!"

Putting his arm around her waist, Malcolm answered casually, "yes."

"I have prepared a beautiful dress. Tonight… Could you come to my room and have a look? " Catherine asked, her face blushing.

"I have to prepare a speech for tomorrow's party tonight. Just wear it and I'll check it tomorrow." Malcolm answered coldly.

"I only want you to see it tonight!" "I promise it's the first time you see it..." Catherine said shyly, laying her head on Malcolm's shoulder.

The music stopped right before Malcolm could answer. Seeing this, Malcolm took a step back and dodged Catherine's eyes. "I'll check it tomorrow. I can't come to your room tonight. I'm a little tired after taking the flight."

"…… Okay, next time. " Catherine smiled awkwardly. As for Malcolm, he was like a stone. He could live on fire, but he could not bear cold. She did believe he could be warm by her!

Malcolm directly left the hall. There was someone who wanted to talk to him and he refused apologetically. All he could think about was the back of Poppi who lifted her skirt and left.

"Order two portions of prawns and send them to my room." Before getting on the elevator, Malcolm called Sean.

Poppi was in her room. She lay in the bed with her eyes wide open, and stared at the ceiling lamp. She was very natural and tidy, with four limbs laying on the bed causally.

At this moment, his phone rang…

Poppi fumbled around the bed and got the phone following the sound source. She was so familiar that she slid the answer button without looking at the screen. She put the phone to her ear and said automatically, "hello? Who's that? "

"I'm looking for you."

The ice cold voice of Mr. Malcolm came, and Poppi stood up all of a sudden. She looked at the phone and put it back to her ear, "Malcolm... Mr. Malcolm, what are you calling for?"

"Come my room and peel the shrimps."

"What?"

"I'm not full with dinner. I want to eat shrimps. Come and peel shrimps." Malcolm repeated.

Poppi was speechless. She looked at the time and said, "Mr. Malcolm, we are not at home. We are in the hotel. If I go to see you, I can't explain anything to others."

"I don't want to listen to your nonsense. I just want to know whether you will come over or not."

"…… "Of course I will." "The room number," Poppi replied, clenching her teeth.

"1808."

"I'll be there soon." Poppi hung up the phone quickly and took a few deep breaths. 'don't be afraid, Poppi. Just act as what you used to be and face to Malcolm!'! She comfort herself in the mind. 'Come on! Just believe yourself!'