Hello, Mr. Brent

Franklin deliberately delayed the end of the show. When a group of people came out, they saw three people sitting on the steps.

There were two women, one man, and the man was diligently chasing mosquitoes away from the other woman.

"Bastard, what are you doing here?" One of the uncles in the crowd was stunned, and he walked over and kicked Ryan.

Ryan exclaimed, quickly covering his butt and shouting, "Dad, you're here too!"

"Of course I'm here. I'm asking you what you're doing here.” Aaron shouted angrily.

Ryan looked at Ivy awkwardly.

Aaron immediately understood when he saw it. He immediately told Franklin and grabbed Ryan by the collar to leave.

As he walked, he scolded, "Why are you such a bad person, mixing with her again? People don't look at you at all, and you still jump up shamelessly.”

"Poof!" Emily couldn't help laughing

Ivy blushed and blushed with shame.

Emily curled his lips and said, "It seems that his father is not a fool. You, just do it! You must like someone who doesn't like you.”

“It's none of your business," Ivy said angrily.

"Hmph, that's what you said. I don't care about you anymore. Even if your big brother begged me, I won't plead for you.”

"You..." Ivy's eyes were red with anger again, and tears welled up. "Goodbye, goodbye.”

The people who gathered with Harry and Franklin did not dare to stay here to watch the fun and left one after another.

Ivy cried and threw herself into Harry's arms, crying out, "Brother." Harry patted her on the back and looked at Emily awkwardly.

Emily immediately said, "It's not that I bullied her, it's that she loves to cry too much. Such a big person, not a child, what's the point of crying all day long.”

"Wow..." Ivy cried even louder.

Emily grunted and looked at Franklin. Franklin had a smile in his eyes, but when he saw her, his eyes immediately turned cold again.

"Jason, let's go," Franklin said lightly.

Emily immediately stopped him and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time. Just give me a chance to talk!"

Franklin glanced at her and said, "I think you've been arguing with someone for a long time! If you come back with me, I'll give you a chance. If you plead for Alan or Ivy, then we'll have an interview.” "How can you be so unreasonable?” Emily exclaimed.

Franklin's face darkened and he left with a cold, angry grunt.

Harry immediately winked at Emily and whispered, "Hurry up and catch up. Alan is still kneeling there.”

Emily also had a temper to be self-respecting. Franklin had been so indifferent over and over again, so he was not willing to keep whispering.

But Harry's words forced her to grit her teeth and catch up. Franklin was already in the car and was about to close the door. Emily suddenly rushed over and blocked the door with his body. He was pinched and cried out in pain.

"Miss Johnson, are you okay?" Jason was scared. He was the one who closed the door, but he couldn't react.

Emily's face turned pale from the pain, but she smiled and shook her head at Jason

"Franklin, talk to me!" Emily looked at Franklin again and said pitifully. Franklin cursed angrily, "Idiot."

Then he grabbed Emily's arm and pulled her into the car.

Jason was stunned for a second, but he immediately opened the door and got in the car, driving away.

Ivy stared blankly at Emily being pulled into the car by Franklin, his eyes fixed.

Harry sighed and said, "See, you don't have a chance. Give up! Besides Franklin, there are many good men. Franklin is good in every way, but he doesn't like you. It's his biggest weakness. You can't change it." "Wow... Brother, but I like him, I like him!" Ivy burst into tears, crying and howling.

"How's your arm? Is it hurt?" Franklin asked.

Emily shook his head and said quickly, "It's okay. I just pinched it and felt a little numb. It'll be fine in a while."

"Are you a fool? Do you know you'll get hurt like this?" Franklin yelled. "Who told you not to give me a chance? I was forced to do nothing.” Franklin looked at her angrily, but there was nothing he could do about her.

Although she said she was fine, she still forcibly took off her coat. Sure enough, there were purple marks on both arms. It was just a short distance from the car door, and it looked scary.

"He said it's okay." Franklin yelled at her and said to Jason, who was driving in front of her, "Go to the hospital and take a picture of her."

"I said I'm really fine. It just looks scary and hurts a little. I didn't hurt my bones and go to any hospital.”

"How do you know you didn't hurt a bone without a film? It's too late to find it. If you want to talk to me, just listen to me. Forget our prenuptial agreement? If you don't listen, I can ask for a divorce anytime,” Franklin said coldly.

Emily curled her lips and whispered, "Just mention it. I'm afraid of you." "What did you say?"

"No, nothing.” Emily shook his head.

Franklin looked at her angrily, clearly hearing her but not admitting it. "Don't think I didn't hear you. Since you want to divorce me so badly, then I'm not as good as you want. If you don't listen, I'll never let you go and let you stay in the Brents for the rest of your life."

"Cut, what should we do when Miss Lewis comes back?" Emily snorted and didn't believe it.

Franklin's eyes sank and suddenly pressed down on her chin, "Why do you keep mentioning her? What do you know? You know what my relationship is with her, so you firmly believe that I will divorce you when she comes back."

"Why didn't I know? They all said, your mother said, Ivy said, and Harry said. I've seen her picture on your desk. If it weren't for someone important to you, would you put her picture on your desk?" Emily looked him in the eye and summoned up his courage.

Franklin: ..."

"Emily, are you jealous?" Franklin asked suddenly.

Emily was stunned and pushed him away angrily, "Who's jealous? I'm not jealous."

Franklin laughed, then pounced on her and said, "You said it wasn't jealousy, even red. Just admit that you're jealous! Admit that I'm happy, and I'm willing to give you a chance to talk to you."

"Really?" Emily opened his eyes wide. "That's it?"

"Otherwise, how complicated do you want it to be?"

"Are you happy that I admit I'm jealous? Why?" Asked Emily.

Franklin curled his lips and suddenly knocked on her forehead, "There are no so many whys. Are you a hundred thousand whys?"

“Ouch.” Emily cried out, covering his forehead with his hand.

At this time, the car stopped. Jason said, "Mr. Brent, the hospital is here."