Chapter 70 Don&##x27;t Fight Back!

She turned around with a disdainful look. Polly, don't you think you are too proud? 'will I be disgusted
by her words?'.

That was what she was waiting for.

As she expected, Polly threw her hand away in disgust and said, "no, thanks. I can wash the clothes
myself!"

She pulled a long face and almost cried out, "Dear Polly, this is what I should do. I'm so worried about
you... "

Without saying a word, she just watched coldly at her performance. She wanted to know how
shameless a person could be.

All of them were awed by her hypocrisy, as their wonderful performance was interrupted by a phone
music.

All eyes were on her. She knew what had happened. For a moment, her face was as pale as the white
wall in the dark.

The voice came out of her pocket. She hurriedly reached out and touched a thin square. It was
because she was afraid that Bruce would find out and secretly put Polly's phone into her pocket when
they were not looking. She was so nervous just now that she even forgot it. She felt very regretful and
wondered why she didn't mention it earlier.

The phone was ringing. Bruce stared at her pocket sharply and asked, "is your phone music the same
as Dear Polly? Um... It's so strange. Where's your phone? I didn't hear any music? I've been wondering
why she didn't answer my phone. Miss Ding, can you give me a reasonable explanation? "



"Mr. He," Sally took out the phone from her pocket with her trembling hands. "I just wanted to say that
the phone Dear Polly is always at my place. I..."

Before she could finish, Bruce's eyes were as dark as ink, but his voice was still indifferent. "Why is
your phone?"

"Mr. He, here is the thing..." She tried to delay the time and tried her best to make up a reasonable
excuse. She panicked and didn't know what to do in front of him. She didn't remember anything.

She used her usual trick to deal with men, trying to squeeze a few tears and muddle through. By virtue
of her pretty face and innocent appearance, Sally had become more popular among men. So, she had
thought that this tactic was for all men. Moreover, she had a crush on Bruce. If she could take this
opportunity to hook up with him, it would kill two birds with one stone.

The more she thought about it, the more complacent she became, and even her movements became
lighter and weaker.

However, she was so pitiful that Bruce didn't even look at her at all. He looked at Polly, and asked as
sweet as possible, "Dear Polly, tell me, what's going on?"

Even though she could not think of a reasonable explanation, she knew that she should not let Polly tell
the truth, otherwise she would be done. If he did, he would know that she was lying.

It was a terrible crime to cheat the boss of BA.

Without thinking too much, she rushed to Polly and pushed him aside. "Mr. He, let Polly change her
clothes first. She is so smelly!"

"Shut up! Miss Ding, I will only once in a while. I don't like hitting women! Get out! " "Even when he said
the word "get out", it was still too slow to match the original meaning of it, so his mood was normal. But



the deterrence it showed was the same kind of ruthlessness that was as easy as rolling an ant to
death, which could shake people's souls to pieces.

Overwhelmed by fear, Sally didn't know how to react. Jake couldn't see her and led her to another side.

It was the first time that she had seen the cold and intimidating Bruce. She was taken aback, too. But
she didn't think it was her fault to displease him.

"I have nothing to say." She turned around and said to Sally, "could you please give me back my
phone? Remember to bring your cell phone with you next time, so that you don't need to borrow others.
"

Only these two sentences were enough for everyone to understand.

Sally handed the phone to Polly obediently, but didn't forget to continue acting, "thanks, Dear Polly. I
will never make such a stupid mistake again! "

It was nearly half past six when Polly got changed and sat on the Mercedes Benz. It was not
completely dark. With the grey blue tone, the street lamps were like the weak ones guiding a ship on
the boundless sea.

She took a look at the dormitory building. She didn't know how they would criticize her for the moment.

The teacher of the dormitory Department came upstairs and said that the bad smell had spread all over
the first floor after the phone incident. When she was thinking about what was going on, she received a
report saying that someone was maliciously destroying the environment of the dormitory building.

The dorm keeper had done an investigation. In addition to the assessment of the relevant students, she
was sure that it was done by Sally and another two girls. The dorm manager gave them a strict lecture,



asking them to write a five-thousand word self-criticism, and announce it in the whole morning meeting.
Then he punished them for cleaning the corridor for a week.

"Dear Polly, why did you help Sally just now?"

Bruce asked after a long silence. They hadn't talked for a long time since they got into the car. Her face
had been cold all the time, and so did Bruce. The depressing and dull atmosphere in the car made
Jake, who was sitting in the driver's seat, sweating profusely.

"When did I help her?"

There was a kind of cruelty in his smile, and he said, "don't think I'll believe it. You borrowed her
phone."

"Since you didn't believe it, why didn't you reveal it at that time?"

The smile on the man's face deepened, but the light burst out from his dark eyes was very cold, making
people feel chilly all over. "If you want to do something, you have a reason. I have to cooperate. How
can I tear down your table? But as for the reason why you did so, I have been thinking about it all the
time, but I can't figure it out. Could you tell me? "

"If I tell you that there is no reason, will you believe me?"

"In the past, I would believe you if you said that, but today I won't! You must be mad at me '! You this
wench looks pure and beautiful like a cabbage, in fact you ... Are you going to do something against
me? " The man's body leaned close to her, and his voice was as cold as ice, "Dear Polly, you have to
forgive me and break the knot in your heart!"

"I'm not upset! I did it without thinking! "



His sharp eyes could pierce into her soul. He smiled faintly, "then I've been waiting for you downstairs
for a long time. Why didn't you come downstairs? What happened? You get used to arriving ahead of
time all the time! Did you do that for no reason? "

"Even if there is a reason, what does it have to do with you?"

"It has nothing to do with me! Dear Polly, you should understand that we are not in a relationship now.
We are a couple! If you feel wronged, just tell me. I'm your husband. Why can't you tell me? "

Jake was so shocked that he almost bump into an oncoming scooter. He slammed on the brakes,
causing Polly to fly out of the window all of a sudden. But before she could run away, Bruce pulled her
back into the seat.

"Jake, did you buy your driver's license?" Bruce held her waist and asked coldly.

"What?" Without realizing what was happening, Jake took a tissue to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
He crumpled it into a ball and was about to throw it away, only to find that the next trash can was full of
paper.

"I can give you two months off. You can come back after you practice your driving skill!"

Now Jake understood what his boss meant. He immediately promised, "no need! I just checked my
driving license! If you don't believe me, I'll show you right now! "

"I'm not interested in the fake certificate you bought!"

"Mr. He, it's true!"

Jake was complaining, only to find that his boss had turned his head away to talk to Polly. He drew a
tissue from the box and sighed to himself. But what happened to the boss who said he was Miss Han's



husband?

That day Mr. He sent me away to meet the stalkers. Did he take Miss Han to the Bureau of civil affairs?
The boss did this without informing him. As a dedicated assistant to the boss, Jake felt deeply hurt.

More importantly, he felt he failed to do his duty. If one day the boss's mother asked him about it, how
could he get through it?

The wise man always make wise decisions. He had always boasted himself of being able to see
through people's minds, but he had neglected that matter. Because in everyone's eyes, Polly was no
match for Miss. Jean.

However, there was one thing he was very clear about. Boss had kept the truth from him for a long
time, and now he suddenly wanted to tell me that he was dragging me into the mire.

As soon as they entered the apartment, Bruce immediately turned on the light and pulled Polly onto the
sofa. Despite her unwillingness, he checked her from head to toe carefully.

After confirming that she was not hurt, he breathed a sigh of relief. This little girl looked quite gentle and
fragile. He didn't expect her to be so bad tempered. He had been in the car for a short time. The place
was cramped. He was afraid that he would hurt her, so he had to keep still.

In a fierce dispute between the two, the weaker one finally failed and was pressed on the soft sofa by
Bruce.

"Bruce, you are too heavy! Get up! Get up now! " Clenching her fists, she punched the man in the
chest. "I hate you! I hate you!"

His heavy body made her out of breath. Her face was as red as a ripe apple. Her lips were as red as
roses, but she tried to express her protest. He couldn't help but be touched and lowered his head to



hug her.

Polly twisted her head back and forth to keep away from him. "What are you doing, Bruce?" she asked

"Don't resist me!"

With just one hand, Bruce grabbed both of her hands and shook them back and forth. A pair of dark
eyes rolled with disappointment. "Dear Polly. I'm your husband, and you're my woman. What do you
think I want to do?"

"You, you are not, so what..." Polly swallowed hard and finally did not dare to speak it out.

"Who am I? No matter what I am, you have been married to me for some time. Shouldn't we get to
know each other? "


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