Emily Davis's face was also a bit red.
But she still boldly linked arms with me, looking very intimate.
"Can't you cooperate a little!" she leaned in and whispered in my ear.
I was a bit helpless, and had to put on a smile to go along with her.
After being stunned for a moment, Harold Hughes finally came to his senses, widened his eyes, filled with disbelief.
How could these two be together? This kid looks only eighteen or nineteen, how could Emily be with someone like him!
His face darkened, "Emily, even if you don't like me, there's no need to deceive me! If you want a shield, find someone more believable!"
"How old is this kid? He's still a student, right!"
Harold Hughes looked at Charlie Thompson, noticing how closely the two were pressed together, a strong jealousy flashed in his eyes.
"Harold Hughes, don't you doubt, he really is," Emily said coldly.
