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Chapter 175 I Have a Friend

Charlie said, “Imogen, don’t you want to find a hobby? Isn’t photography good? Anyway, you don’t have to worry about other things. You can buy a camera in the future, travel and take pictures everywhere, or shoot pictures for people. It’s nice!”

Imogen smiled. “Okay.”

Troy was not the only one in her life. She wanted to pick up the lost past.

Imogen held the camera and took many photos for Charlie and Alex.

Finally, the three of them took a group photo together.

On the other side, the tour guide and driver were busy lighting the bonfire and bringing out refreshments.

Imogen was tired from taking pictures, so she handed the camera to Alex, but she didn’t want to get in the car and sat by a campfire to warm up.

She overheard a tourist pointing not far away and saying, “There is a car over there, so they must be driving to see the aurora?”

Imogen casually glanced over, only to feel that the car looked familiar.

It was just that it was a local license plate number. So it should be her illusion.

After a long time, the excitement passed, and the coldness came back again. The tourists all sat down by the fire, and they were all eating snacks.

The tour guide brought up the topic, and naturally cheerful tourists joined in immediately. There was a lively scene by the campfire.

A passenger brought a guitar and performed in public, and everyone recorded it.

At the end of the song, a girl suggested. “There are people driving over there. Shall we call them over?”

The tour guide paused and glanced at the black car not far

away.

The girl who proposed thought the tour guide was unwilling, so she didn’t mention it again. Unexpectedly, the tour guide said, “Then let’s go and ask them if they are willing to come.” If they were ordinary people, then he wouldn’t agree. But it was the new boss!

The girl was cheerful and enthusiastic and volunteered. “I’ll ask.”

She trotted a few steps, reached the black car not far away, and knocked on the window. “Hi,

excuse me.”

lowered the car window.

softened her tone. “Would to

and looked in the rearview mirror.

you like

girl froze for a few seconds before seeing through the gap in the window

in the back

face, the girl was taken

were not turned on, it was not dim at the

man’s face had a smooth contour, a clear jawline, and

were full, and his sword eyebrows pressed down, making him look serious. His eyes were like black holes. People would be attracted by just

1. go.

I’ll go

with you.”

and got off the car. He said, “He doesn’t want to Seeing that the girl didn’t respond, Yann glanced at her coldly. “Aren’t you going to

After Yann got out of the car and closed the door, the

the car

to Yann, “Hey, don’t you persuade your friend? How can you let him stay

is willing to stay inside. Why do you

know what

they really were friends.

Yann thanked the tour guide, looked around, and nodded to Imogen. Imogen didn’t pay attention to Yann’s face in the airport and had already forgotten all about it. She looked at Yann

whisper to the girl, “Fuck! This guy

was the kind of wild handsomeness, giving people a feeling of unrestrained freedom. The girl glanced at Yann and sounded a bit

handsomeness, with the feeling of being in a high position, stern and solemn, with

we go there again? I want to see that handsome

girl glanced at the black car. “I don’t dare. He looks very serious!” “Fine.” Her friend also glanced at the black car and dismissed the idea.

complete understanding, appearance

and naturally popular.

the initiative to chat with Yann, asking him where his home was, how old he was, and

fooled around with a few random

he came here for work or travel.

“Work

it work or

didn’t explain and said casually, “I came with my friend.

go out for a walk. He asked me to go with him. He will pay me for my salary.” After finishing speaking,

feeling that Yann

seemed to say that he came from New York

must have seen her on the news.

me? I also want such a friend.” The girl and her friends could easily guess that the one in the car was Yann’s friend. They looked at each other and silently wondered why God didn’t send them a handsome and