The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 256

He might not have known the reason, but ever since he stumbled upon the issue, he's tiptoed around the name Yolanda in front of them, even referring to Marian by her current name instead of "Yolanda."

Just now, seeing Marian's reaction, he blurted out, reminded of young Yolanda clinging to Brandon, without intending to hit a nerve.

Marian seemed oblivious to the subtle change in the air, defiantly eyeing Don. "Who remembers stuff from when they were a kid? We were just little squirts back then. Plus, people change, you know."

Marian glanced at Brandon, giving him a once-over. "I have no idea what my grandpa saw in you, insisting on playing matchmaker with us."

Brandon looked up, giving her a chilly glance. "I'm not interested in you, Ms. Barlow, thanks."

"Feeling's mutual, I'm not into you either, Mr. Crawley, thanks," Marian retorted, her voice rising a notch, as if her tail had been stepped on.

Sophia couldn't help but look up at her.

Marian was puffing up like a blowfish at Brandon.

Suddenly, the phrase "frenemies" popped into Sophia's head.

Usually, those who start off disliking each other end up falling head over heels in love.

She couldn't help but glance at Brandon.

Brandon just happened to look up at her.

Their eyes met mid-air.

Sophia felt like she'd been caught red-handed.

She awkwardly chuckled and turned back to continue discussing the previous plan with Ivan.

Don caught every bit of their reactions. It was always the same, acting all cool and indifferent, but when it came time to really find someone else, they both got all up in arms.

To him, it seemed like Brandon and Sophia were flying kites with each other.

They seemed to revel in the freedom of the vast sky, both letting go, but actually, they were holding onto the strings of each other's kites.

They were simply keeping each other at a safe, controllable distance, and once that control slipped, they'd both go haywire.

He didn't know how long they'd keep up this dance, whether it was tiring. As the go-between, he was definitely worn out.

Under this mindset, Don suddenly felt a mischievous urge to stir the pot.

He looked over at Marian and Brandon with a grin. "You guys know what you look like right now?"

Marian looked at him. "What?"

something straight out of a soap opera," Don said, leaning forward, elbows propped on the conference table, eyeing them both, "Isn't that how they all go? The leads can't stand each

Marian was speechless.

moment, she blurted out. "Fuck

him a frosty

turned to Sophia and Ivan with a grin. "Sophia, don't they

look up

turned colder

"They've got that soap opera look, too. A handsome man, a pretty woman, the cold and domineering

Sophia didn't say anything.

glared at Don speechless. "Don, shut it. You've been watching too many of those dramas. I could never stand him, not an ounce of warmth in

a smile. "Don't make such absolute statements, who

couldn't help but sneak a peek at

slightly, staring at him with a warning clear

hadn't noticed, Don turned to Sophia and pressed on.

alone dare

who liked being set

she said with an awkward smile, trying to

her. "Is this about dragging

she pursed her lips, then

looked at

her, but

question was also

Yolanda was different

the person was finally found,

or delight, and Yolanda had become

seemed to dislike

couldn't fathom the reason and

motionlessly at Sophia. "Do

pursed her lips, silent, unsure how to

setting me up with others," he continued,

just sipped her

to smooth things over with a laugh. "Why is it taking so long for everyone to come back?

"Shut up!"

cut him off, without a

look at Ivan, his eyes still locked

at

just smiled reassuringly

far and couldn't find a better solution quickly, so he stood up and said to Ivan and Marian. "Let's go see what's taking so long with the lunchboxes; how can fetching a meal turn into such a lengthy

and Marian away and leave

he could get far from the conference

"Lunch is here."