"I accidentally pressed the mute button. Sorry to trouble you. Did something happen?" Colin clenched his fist in front of his nose, suppressing the laughter in his throat.

The young man finally caught his breath. He looked at the two dishes already on the table and swallowed his saliva. "Mr. White, is it possible to talk while we eat? I've been running around for over an hour, and my stomach is rumbling like the drums at a rock concert."

His humorous words made us laugh. So, Colin rang the bell to ask the waiter for another set of cutlery.

It turned out that someone from the new collaborative project had suddenly decided to come for an inspection in the afternoon. As head of the project, Colin had to be there. Moreover, there was some preparatory work that needed Colin's participation and supervision.

Everything was really over this time.

I knew it wouldn't be so easy to return to Southsville.

It was supposed to be a good meal, but all the food tasted bland to me due to the disappointment I felt.

at home, and I didn't feel like

going

me to behave myself. He also told me to stay

was always thinking about his own interests. How about considering

until I repeatedly reassured him that I understood his intentions and remembered his words that he finally left. Was this how a

found myself missing painting a little. It seemed that I couldn't be away from a paintbrush in my life. Since it was the holidays, most students had gone home or gone traveling. Only Winston and another

left hand while pointing at a particular part of the

stunned for a moment. Then, he straightened up and scratched his head a little awkwardly before turning to smile at me. "Luna, why are you here? Is everything settled?" His attitude was exceptionally respectful, which was quite

But it was good.

How's the preparation for the competition? Is there anything I can

almost done. I'll let you know if there's anything. By the way, do you want to be our partner

up for the

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