Chapter 289: 200 Euros per Plant

"Oh dear lord, this bastard! He was so vigorous! How can I go out this way! It's so embarrassing!"

Elaine took off her clothes and checked her body, which made her shocked.

There were hickeys almost all over her body!

She was sweating. Bad-bear Smith, you kissing zealot!

When sending someone to bring lunch to Elaine, Kayden discovered that she was strange, because
she was wearing a silk neckerchief in such hot weather!

Maybe she was sick? Then here was when a nutritious lunch came in.

Hazel, who was going through a break-up, went to Elaine's. She waited a long time before she
answered the door. With a simple glance, she found Elaine weird.

"Hey, Elaine, it's hot today. Why are you wearing a neckerchief? What's wrong with your neck? Are you
getting scabies?"

Jeez ... Elaine was flushed.

...

She had thin skin, and could not hide secrets as perfectly as Emmett did.

Upon hearing Hazel's question, she blushed out of embarrassment and quickly lowered her head.

It was as if she had been caught playing mobile games in class by the teacher.

"Tell me, what's going on? You look very suspicious."

Hazel, a smart girl, immediately began to suspect her.



"Take off that neckerchief. Show me your neck!"

Her words scared the hell out of Elaine.

"No, no, no!"

Elaine covered her neck and ran away.

Hazel shouted as she chased after her.

"Aha, who bought these delicacies for you? Oh look at you, Elaine Jones, a comfortable life, huh?!"

Hazel suddenly saw the exquisite dishes on the dining table. Taking a breath, she took a close look at
those dishes, her eyes bigger.

"Jeez, you're living like a king!"

How could she do nothing with such a feast right in front of her?

She then sat down and gobbled down the food with chopsticks.

While eating like a wolf, she complimented the delicious food, mumbling, "Tell me the truth, did Master
Young send you the food? He's really generous."

Covering her neck, Elaine heaved a sigh of relief.

Lucky for her, Hazel was distracted by the delicacies, and no longer cared about her neck.

"What are you talking about? Why would he buy me these? He didn't bully me like..."

After uttering this sentence carelessly, she was frozen.

God, what did she just say?



"What?" Hazel also felt her strange. She squinted her eyes and looked at her suspiciously. Pointing at
Elaine with chopsticks, she said, "Aha, you just let it slip, didn't you? The food ... was from Emmett,
right?"

What's up? Did he bully you? How?"

Suddenly, she saw Elaine still covering her neck. An idea hit her. "Oh!"

...

"Did you two ... have sex last night?"

Taking a step back, Elaine panicked and denied immediately, "No, no..."

"No? Then what?"

"It wasn't like that..."

"Then what happened?"

While Hazel was pushing, Elaine was backing away.

Her cunning eyes rolling, Hazel came up with a good idea. She pointed at a side, shouting, "Oh! Look!
A man's underpants?"

"What? Where?" Elaine was shocked, and turned around.

Good timing! Hazel then grabbed the neckerchief and pulled it off.

"Oh ... Hazel, you bad girl!"

Covering her mouth, Elaine shouted.



"Oh my god!"

Seeing those shocking pink hickeys on her neck, Hazel took a deep breath.

She stared at her neck, her eyes widened. It took a while for her to speak again.

"Uh, uh ... Emmett is really a good kisser, huh?"

Elaine's face was so red. She lowered her head and turned around, "This is so humiliating..."

"Ha, humiliating? Not at all. Your roomie is so amazing in bed. It's a good thing, right?"

Wearing a mischievous grin, Hazel banged Elaine with shoulders.

Elaine was awkward, "What are you talking about? He is not my roomie..."

"Then, tell me, what's your position? What's the size and shape of his penis?"

Elaine was freaking out about her questions. She then got under the sheets like a turtle, shouting,
"Jeez. You big nympho! Who the hell are you?! I don't know you!"

With a sluttish grin, Hazel rushed over and tickled Elaine's armpits, "LOL, you'd better tell me the truth!
Come on! Lay it on me!"

"You never talk these things to a woman out of love! Hazel Larson, you just get so horny with no man
all around, don't you? Shame on you!"

"You bastard! How can you be so mean to me! I'm dumped! I wanna beat you!"

The two girls were in a mess.

...



The admission letter finally arrived.

The Art Department of Irvine University ... A top-class major in Irvine University.

"It's strange. Apparently, you didn't apply for this major. How come you get this letter?"

"And, are you this good at art? I admit that you draw better than me, but ... but..."

Shaking Elaine's admission notice, Hazel complained, while Elaine grabbed the letter and gently kissed
it.

She grinned.

"Ha, who cares? I'm admitted anyway."

Hazel rolled her eyes and said, "Huh, look at you. You little fool got admitted to a top-notch major?
That's ... unbelievable."

Elaine comforted her and said, "Ha, relax. I'll treat you to dinner when I get paid at the Y Nightclub.
How about that?"

"Great! 'An ugly girl's agreement'! You've promised me! I call roasted duck!"

Her big eyes bulging, Hazel almost pressed her finger against Elaine's nose.

Elaine blew his bangs and snorted, "Seriously, roasted duck? Then how about roasted goose?! They
are so expensive!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, Elaine, shame on you! You are the apple in Emmett Smith's eyes, and you are worrying
about money?



His breakfast costs as much as the money you spend for a whole year! You are poor? If you say that
again, I'll call him to tell on you, and ask him to give you a good lesson!"

Elaine's face darkened as she shouted, "The apple in his eyes? Crap! No! I'm not!"

After the two of them saw the expensive tuition fees, they fell into silence.

Hazel took a peek at Elaine, who was lowering her head. Hazel said, "Why don't you tell him and
borrow some money?"

Elaine sighed and shook her head, "I don't want his money! It's weird, like I am sold to him."

"Then what about your tuition?"

"I'm working at the Y Nightclub. If lucky, I can get 1,000 yuan a night! We'll see. I can apply for a
student loan if necessary."

...

If she borrowed money from Emmett, she felt as if she had sold her body to him.

If it went like that, she would never had dignity in front of him.

Originally, she had never thought that she would be in the same league as Emmett.

Did something change?

"I like him. I like him so much... I don't like him. I'm just afraid of him. Like ... not like ... like ... not like..."

Fifth Brother, who was patrolling, suddenly saw Elaine on the steps of the club's back door. He was
shocked and then shouted, "Hey, hey, hey! Stop! Those flowers cost me a lot!



You ... you just ruined them! For the love of god, you are a waste of my money!"

Under the dim light of the street lamp, the petite Elaine in her decent uniform, was squatting on the
stairs and picking the petals.

The pink petals had already spread all over the ground.

Hearing Fifth Brother's cry, Elaine was shocked. She then stood up so quickly that she almost fell.

"Fif ... fifth brother..."

She quickly hid the remaining half of the flower behind her.

Fifth Brother took a look at the petals on the ground and said sadly, "Well, how about being my
brother? Or my boss? Please, please don't ruin anything of mine, OK?"

Fifth Brother almost burst into tears, "The flower, it cost me 200 euros to fly in!"

Two hundred euros per plant?

Elaine was poor at math, so she was a little confused for a moment.

She ruined about six or seven plants tonight. She treated them equally, picking a flower from every
plant, instead of picking all flowers from a single plant.

"Oh dear lord. Two hundred euros. All gone. You know what? This kind of flower is proud and delicate.
If one flower is gone, the whole plant will die. My heart is breaking."


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