"I decided to change my style all of a sudden," Monica said.

She didn't even dare to look Zaydon in the eyes as she was still feeling guilty.

Zaydon looked at her for a long time as if he had found nothing. He smiled and said, "My friend just came back from abroad. He heard that I had a younger sister who is very good-looking, so he wants to see you."

Hearing this, Monica rejected him without thinking.

"I won't see him."

After that, she realized that she had refused too quickly, so she explained. "Zaydon, I didn't mean that, it's just that I don't have time today, so..."

Zaydon stood silently looking at her. Monica suddenly felt the hair on the back of her neck stood up.

Although Zaydon was full of smiles, very approachable, and looked very easy to get along with all the time.

However, Monica knew that he was actually the complete opposite.

In fact, that was merely his facade. In reality, he was very tactful, he just never showed that side of him to outsiders.

Like this very moment, when he looked indifferent, with no signs of anger, but Monica knew for a fact that her brother was angry.

Zaydon was angry...

She recalled seeing Zaydon explode with anger once. Thinking of an angry Zaydon, she couldn't help but shudder even though she was his younger sister.

Then she smiled, stepped forward and said, "Does your friend look good? If he looks good, then... I'll go with you."

Her submissiveness made Zaydon take a second look at her. A few seconds later, a smile returned to his face. "Of course he's good-looking. Would I have told you if he wasn't?" Monica smiled and agreed. At the same time, she also let out a sigh of relief.

"Go, change into some beautiful clothes. I'll take you out."

Monica bit her lower lip, reluctant to do as her brother told, but nodded in the end.

Even if he was Zaydon's friend, she could still

day, she still had the following day to

mind, Monica returned to her room and changed into the

the time, then he wouldn't have to do so. There was a trace of sympathy in Zaydon's heart, but it was finally replaced by

as she followed

out of the car, she looked at her surroundings

Zaydon

shook her head

informed one of

floor?" "The second floor has a wider view and it's quiet,"

they reached the second floor, they saw a handsome man sitting by

and a down jacket, held a cup of coffee in his hands,

Monica's first

he your friend?"

"Yes." Zaydon nodded.

began to grow suspicious deep down. Shouldn't her brother's friends be businessmen or so? His

came

turned around

"What's wrong?" he asked.

but she couldn't help but ask, "Zaydon, what kind of friend is he?" "A schoolmate," Zaydon said lightly.

at the man again. If he was just Zaydon's schoolmate, then... it would make sense

Monica still felt

close, the man

"Zaydon."

finally relaxed when she

Zaydon's name so boldly and

and the man hugged him and patted his back with his fist. "I haven't seen you for

the chance to

for a while before the handsome man's gaze fell on Monica. "You must be

and broad, and his smile was jovial. He looked like he had a sunny

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