Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute

Chapter 227: Think it doesn't matter, do you?

Starry looked at the word "tsk" and was uncomfortable for a few moments.

Filip had already returned with the bill, Starry did not continue to talk with Izabella, she turned off the

phone screen, slightly looked up at Filip who sat down again: "Is it very uncomfortable?"

Filip gave her a look and slowly pulled up his sleeves, "It's okay, I can get used to it."

"That seems to be something you're not quite used to now."

Starry smiled and took a packet of tissues for him from inside her bag, "The table is indeed a little dirty."

She said, taking out another pack of tissues herself and wiping down the table in front of her.

Filip pulled up both sleeves, picked up the paper towels on the table, and drew two out to wipe the

table.

But a few strokes, that paper towel is covered with black and yellow oil stains.

A thick brow furrowed for a moment, but stretched when he looked at Starry: "What would you like to

drink?"

Filip put aside the paper towel that had wiped the table, and never glanced over again after his eyes

moved away.

Starry took a look at the tissue and didn't break it down, "...... beer, is that okay?"

"Of ice?"

"Thanks."

Filip got up and came back with a can of beer, "Drive."

He opened a beer and put it in front of her, with a passing explanation.

"Thanks."

Starry took the beer, the edge of the can was cold, Filip's hand was warm, her fingers accidentally

touched, and subconsciously shrank.

Filip quickly let go of his hand, and the back of his hand seemed to have the softness of his fingers

touching it, and he raised his hand to touch it.

By this time, the waiter of the barbecue restaurant had already brought up some of the food they

ordered.

Starry took a sip of beer and the cold liquid flowed down her throat into her esophagus and finally

pooled inside her stomach, passing through places that were all cold, which made her feel real.

Starry glanced at Filip : "Do you want to eat the grilled chicken wings?"

Filip doesn't like them much, and Starry has never seen him eat them before.

"Haven't had much of it."

He watched as Starry picked up the chicken wings and Filip took a sip of mineral water and raised his

hand to take a bunch as well.

The taste is not as bad as expected, but a little salty, and not to say delicious.

Soon, other things were also brought up at one end.

What Starry ordered wasn't strange, Filip was relieved.

"Have you never had a barbecue with someone inside a restaurant like this before?"

Starry didn't miss Filip's puzzled look at every single thing she saw, and she took a sip of her beer for a

rare moment to talk.

"Not much of a chance."

Filip said, glanced at her and volunteered the reason: "My parents had an accident when I was about

ten years old, and after their accident, my grandfather had to return to the Eternal Group to run the

show."

"Well, you've said all these things."

"I went to a private, aristocratic school from elementary to high school, where I was scheduled to take

many classes every day, in addition to the required ones. Since the beginning of high school, I was

assigned to learn about economics and management, and after my high school exams, I had joined

THE Eternal Group."

"Before I was ten, although I also had to learn different things every day and my schedule was full, I still

had my parents in the end, and Frances spoiled me, so what I wanted was just a matter of opening my

mouth."

"After the age of ten, I was no longer a simple rich kid, normal ordinary high school and college life was

a luxury for me, let alone coming out to these places for a late dinner with friends."

Filip said these things in a very flat tone, can not hear dissatisfaction, nor complaints.

Starry knew that he was just stating these facts.

He is not sorry, nor can he say that he is sad.

Starry raised her hand to her chin, looked at him, and smiled, "Even if you have such time, you may not

want to come and eat."

She said, paused, and pointed out without mercy, "You have a cleanliness problem and are quite a

picky eater."

"You're right."

He also hooked his lips for a rare moment: "But tonight's attempt tells me that there are some things

that don't have to be taken too seriously." Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Starry grunted: "So it seems that you are still quite satisfied with the evening meal."

"A rare relaxation."

"Me too."

The two men looked at each other and both laughed.

The wind is very light tonight, blowing over all gentle.

Starry finished the last sip of his beer, "It's too late, time to go home."

"Drunk?"

Filip got up first and looked at her, as if waiting to help her.

Starry smiled, picked up her bag, and looked askance at him, "To your disappointment, I can drink very

well."

Once the bill was settled at the beginning, the two got up straight away and were able to leave.

The barbecue restaurant is some way from the parking lot, and the buzz behind you is gradually being

left behind as you walk out of that street.

Across the crosswalk at 12:00 a.m., there was not a single person in sight.

The red light turned fast, and the two did not have to wait long to get past the opposite side.

The yellow-orange light should be the shadow of two people, from long and short, overlap and then

from short and long.

Wildcat suddenly jumped down from the tree, Starry reacted slowly, people swayed a little, directly into

the body of Filip beside him.

Filip lifted a hand outside her shoulder to hold it, "Broken?"

Starry shook his head and watched the feral cat that ran away into the narrow alley, and faintly seemed

to hear two cat calls with different voices.

Tsk, so it is to meet the lover to go.

She withdrew her eyes and inclined her head to Filip : "Filip , I want to ask you a question."

"What's the problem?"

He took the initiative to release his hand, and the scent at the end of his nose soon moved away.

Filip collected his thoughts and looked down slightly at Starry who was walking beside him.

"What do you like about me?"

Starry said, paused, lifted her head and looked at him, "Or rather, when did you fall for me?"

He was embarrassed to meet the smiling almond eyes, and raised his hand to shield his eyes for two

seconds before Filip spoke: "I can't remember when it started, it was quite early."

"Before the divorce?"

"Hmm."

Starry tsked, then laughed, "So you're still asking me to divorce you?"

He didn't say anything, just looked at her with some helplessness in his eyes and a few pleas for

mercy.

Starry, however, understood: "Don't think it matters, do you?"

The two had already walked back to the parking lot and Filip guided her to the car and pulled open the

passenger door before looking at her, "You're so smart, this question, you can save me some face."

Starry curled his lips and sidled inside the car: "Seeing as you're with me tonight, I'll let you off the

hook."

She opened the window and asked Filip: "Can you leave the air conditioning on? I want to blow the air."

"Good."

Filip also lowered the windows, the car opened up, the wind blew in through the windows on both

sides, cool as can be.

There were not many cars on the road, he inclined his head and saw Starry was lying on the car

window, the wind blew her hair, Filip could smell the scent of orange blossom on it.