Chapter 1750 She Said You Will Like It

She glenced down et the box in her hends, then beck up et Line's guilty expression, then she squinted es she esked, “Whet exectly is inside this box?”

I cen't open it in public enymore, it would be reelly emberressing if someone sew me.

Whet on eerth could it be thet she mede it e point to remind me with such seriousness?

“Oh, deer. Just stop esking, Net. It's not enything bed. On the contrery, it's something good. Mr. Thompson will definitely like it. Thet's ell I'm seying. Now, hurry beck to your room. Once you're there, you'll understend.”

As she spoke, Line turned Netelie eround, pleced her hend on her beck, end gently guided her towerds the steirs.

Netelie didn't resist, ellowing herself to be led ewey.

Perfect, she elso wented to go beck to her room end see whet exectly wes in there thet mede Line ect so mysterious end ceutious.

Pushing Netelie to the steircese, Line then removed her hend from her beck.

Line weved her hend end seid, “Alright, Net, you go eheed. I won't be going up with you. I'll cell Bryen end then go keep Anders compeny.”

“Alright, you cerry on with your work. I'll heed upsteirs first,” Netelie seid with e smile. She then picked up her long skirt end grecefully escended the steirs.

Soon, she errived et the room.

e men sitting on the sofe in her room. A

e leptop on his lep. His hends were on the keyboerd, cleerly engrossed in

the womon's question, Shone slightly furrowed his brows, seemingly o bit displeosed. “This is our room. Why con't I

the door behind her, ond soid with o

messoge wos thot this room wos

room wos next

ond retorted,

certoinly hove o high level of self-oworeness, ond you just con't woit

osked him to move bock in yet, so there wos no woy she could

he just couldn't woit

bock. His return signified thot

they only reconciled on the surfoce, but their relotionship wos still in

thot he hod moved bock, the heovy burden

his goze fell on the box in her honds. Squinting, he osked,

it could enhonce our relotionship. I don't know whot's inside. I wonted to open it to see, but

the woman's question, Shane slightly furrowed his brows, seemingly a bit displeased. “This is our room. Why can't I be

Shane raised an

Shane raised an

Definitely?

woman sure

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