After spending two minutes clearing her head, Nora Scott went to grab her phone from the bed, intending to check the ti, but seeing thousands of notifications popping up from her still-open Weibo, she froze montarily.
Was she sleepwalking?
Feeling that sothing was wrong, she opened Weibo, saw the latest post, and quickly accessed the software she had just used...
Five minutes later, Nora Scott walked out of her bedroom.
Her gaze swept across the room and suddenly landed on the culprit, Pedro Langley, sitting comfortably on the sofa, peeling an apple with ease.
The TV opposite was on, playing an agricultural show, teaching viewers how to plant scientifically.
"Awake?"
Pleasantly unfazed, Pedro Langley glanced at her with no guilt whatsoever.
Nora Scott narrowed her eyes and strode over, leaning behind the sofa, lowering her voice threateningly, "Did you ss with my phone?"
She reached out a hand, intending to throttle Pedro from behind, but as she leaned over slightly after reaching the sofa, Pedro’s hand suddenly lifted back, presenting an apple slice with the fruit knife to her mouth.
"Mm-hmm."
Simultaneously, Pedro admitted candidly.
After a pause, Nora Scott eyed the crisp, white apple, opened her mouth, and bit it.
The fresh and sweet apple instantly dissipated her anger.
If he had denied it or showed guilt, she could have taken the chance to set him straight.
But the problem is, he shalessly remained calm as if she were the one at fault...
She was defeated by this person.
With raised eyebrows, she tossed her phone onto the sofa next to Pedro and asked, "What are you up to?"
Pedro Langley slightly raised his head, looked at her, and said casually, "Proving Zero is female."
Nora Scott sneered, "As if anyone believes that."
After seeing the notifications, she skimd through the comnts; over ninety percent were treating it as a joke, with the remaining curious skeptics holding a suspicious attitude. Those willing to believe "Zero is female" didn’t believe "Zero is so young."
Truly believing this Weibo post was less than one in ten thousand.
Pedro Langley said leisurely, "Whether they believe it or not, we have to pry open the door."
"I don’t even want to show my face."
Nora Scott shrugged, indifferent.
She propped herself up on the sofa back with one hand and effortlessly flipped over to sit beside Pedro at elbow distance, relaxedly.
"Just in case," Pedro said.
No matter if she wants to show up or not, he simply doesn’t like seeing others degrade her image.
For her to be imagined by netizens as "a rough man" or "an uncle," that’s purely insulting.
Too bad she can’t see it herself.
"Do you still have the photo?"
Fiddling with her phone, Nora Scott tapped on the screen, browsing the photo Pedro sent her via WeChat.
This photo was taken during the ti when Nora was playing gas at Pedro’s and got candidly snapped by him after winning.
Because it looked too lively, Nora felt it ruined her image and asked Pedro to delete it.
But before the deletion could happen, they broke up, and naturally, Nora forgot about the matter.
"I kept them all," Pedro paused and suddenly turned to glance at her, leaning slightly closer and his lowered voice held a touch of magnetism, "Just like your phone wallpaper."
Nora Scott’s phone-playing froze, and her eyelids couldn’t help but twitch.
After a mont, Nora regained her calm deanor and said, "Don’t get it wrong. It’s simply because you took it nicely."
"Mm-hmm."
A hint of smile flashed across Pedro’s eyes and he sat upright, answering casually and did not continue the topic.
Idly playing with her phone for a few seconds, Nora Scott used the corner of her eye to sneak a glance at Pedro, feeling inexplicably annoyed when she saw him intently continue peeling apples.
Though, she couldn’t quite understand where the annoyance ca from.
The phone vibrated three tis.
Laura Collins sent a ssage.
[Laura Collins]: [Screenshot]
[Laura Collins]: I’m going into seclusion.
[Laura Collins]: Lost contact recently.
Seeing the ssage, Nora felt confused and checked it, finding that Laura’s screenshot was of Zero’s latest Weibo post.
[Nora Scott]: ?
No reply.
Half a minute later, Nora made a call, but Laura’s phone was turned off.
Looking at WeChat again, Laura had already changed her avatar and userna.
Avatar: A white background with two black words—Seclusion.
WeChat Na: In Seclusion.
Nora Scott shot a glare at the man next to her, "Pedro Langley."
"Mm-hmm?"
"Your Weibo post made my friend go into seclusion."
Even Nora herself was amused as she accused him.
Unbelievably, Laura was also one of the "seclusion group."
"Then your friend’s ntal stamina needs a boost; otherwise, it won’t be just seclusion in the future." Pedro said shalessly, handing over the peeled apple, sans guilt, "Compensation for losing a friend."
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