My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy
Chapter 412 What do you care?

The most important thing in the topic was the picture of the two of them looking at each other on the stage.

As he watched, he looked at Nicolas who was removing his makeup next to him.

At this moment, the two of them were the only ones left in the large dressing room, and everyone else had left.

He just looked at him with impunity.

Nicolas, who had removed his foundation and eyeliner, looked clean.

Feeling Dorian's gaze, Nicolas looked back at him with as smile, "What's wrong?"

"Dinner together?" Dorian asked.

"Sure." Nicolas agreed steadily.

"You're great today." Dorian added.

"So are you."

Just at this time, the door of the dressing room opened.

A young girl, in a fancy dress, went straight to Nicolas.

"Hello, I am the organizer of this final, the only daughter of the chairman of Hosen Group, my name is Susan Simpson." The young girl took the initiative and warmly extended her hand towards him. Dorian gave her a cold glance, got up and walked over to Nicolas, pulled his collar and yanked him up, "Let's go to dinner."

"We go eat first."

Before Nicolas could finish his words, Dorian tugged his sleeve and forcefully dragged him out of the dressing room.

"Nut." Susan rolled her eyes and couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Damn, they can't really be together, right? Shit, I can't accept it!"

Dorian dragged Nicolas to the car.

"You were rude like that just now." Nicolas complained.

"So what?"

"Why did you do that?"

"I'm happy to do so, what do you care?"

When Jocelyn and Noah returned home, Noah went to the kitchen to make dinner.

And she sat comfortably on the sofa, swiping Weibo.

Hot search number three was a brand new topic, #Bilmith's Following#.

She then clicked in.

As soon as she entered, she saw a screenshot posted by a marketing number about the people Bilmith follows and a text: Bilmith only follows three people at the moment, apart from X Entertainment, it's Jocelyn and Camille. What do you think about this?

The screenshot shows that Bilmith only follows two people, one is her, one is Camille, and the other is X Entertainment.

The following forwarding had already exceeded 100,000 comments:

[What are you trying to say?]

[Jocelyn and our Bilmith actually know each other in private? She's so happy, she's surrounded by handsome guys.] [Who is that Camille? She hardly posts anything but food.]

[I think she's not an artist. If she's one of the few people Bilmith follows, she must be very important to Bilmith, right?]

[Can't they just be friends? You guys are really sick, aren't you? Bilmith is single.]

[I think, she is the girl Bilmith likes.]

In the castle-like villa in the suburbs, Camille, who was sitting in the living room and swiping Weibo, also saw the screenshots about the people Billy was following, as well as the comments from netizens. She then rolled her eyes.

At this moment, because of Billy, the number of followers of this account of hers had been rising like crazy.

She sent a message to Billy, "People are saying that I'm the girl you like, won't you explain?"

Billy replied almost in seconds, "No."

Camille, "Why?"

Billy, "Too lazy to explain."

Camille, "It's not good if there's a rumor of a relationship."

Billy, "It doesn't matter."

Camille, ".

Billy, "Did you see my debut stage?"

Camille, "Yes, it's very good, and your stage name, too, is very catchy."

In the courtyard of the presidential palace, in the blue Porsche supercar, smile flooded Billy's eyes as he looked at the screen of his mobile phone.

He dialed Camille's number.

Camille pressed answer.

"Are you still not back at school?" Billy asked.

"No."

"When are you going back?"

"The day after tomorrow, I guess."

"Well, want to come out for a late night snack?" Billy added.

"No, don't want to move." Camille refused outright.

A trace of loss flashed under Billy's eyes, "Forget it then."

"Bye then, I'll play the game."

"Play what?"

"Honor of Kings."

"Let's play together." Billy added.

"Okay." Camille said again.

Noah spent forty minutes cooking three dishes of Jocelyn's favorite dishes.

After placing all the meals on the table, he returned to the living room and picked up Jocelyn, who was swiping Weibo, from the sofa.

When she was suddenly picked up, Jocelyn's eyes flashed with a slight surprise, "What for?"

"Dinner is ready, honey," Noah said.

"Oh."

Then, Noah carried her all the way into the dining room and carefully placed her on the dining table.

Immediately after, he then used a wet towel prepared in advance to wipe her hands.

The whole process was as careful as if he was treating a fragile treasure that was worth a lot of money.

Looking at her favourite dish, Jocelyn's appetite was suddenly whetted.

She then picked up her chopsticks and began to enjoy the food in earnest.

Noah didn't move his chopsticks the whole time, just peeling the shrimps for her from the side.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Jocelyn asked.

"Not hungry."

Just at this time, Noah's mobile phone vibrated.

Seeing that the caller was a number with a tail number of three 9s, Noah pressed reject, and then got up, saying, "I have to go out, you finish eating and rest early, okay?" Jocelyn subconsciously glanced at the time on her wristwatch.

It was already close to twelve o'clock.

"What are you doing out at this hour?"

"A bit of business."

She didn't ask much, "Well, then you go. Come back early after you're done."

"Okay." He gave her hair a doting stroke, got up and fished the keys to the Bentley Elegance out of his pocket and left the dinning room.

She didn't know who the caller was, and she thought that it was probably one of his friends calling him to hang out, so she didn't think much of it.