Until ten minutes later.
The ID on the chat box finally turned to ’typing...’, he held his breath and sent another big pile of ssages.
"Do you know how miserable I am?"
"My mom thinks I’m not doing anything right, only playing gas all day, and she lectures in all sorts of ways. She even brought in my family’s uncles and aunts for a political thought class! My brain is about to explode, I only managed to sneak out with great difficulty."
"Amadeus, I haven’t offended you lately! o(╥﹏╥)o!"
"o(╥﹏╥)o."
"o(╥﹏╥)o."
He sent another seven or eight ssages in one breath.
Over there, Amadeus Yancey finally replied with a ssage.
Sadam Vinson imdiately looked down and couldn’t help but curse: "Damn!"
Amadeus Yancey’s casual reply said, ’Next ti rember to play for only one hour and leave, don’t linger around.’
Sadam Vinson doubted his eyes were playing tricks on him.
He rubbed his eyes and looked again, but it was still the sa sentence.
rciless!
Who the hell said ’Brothers are like arms, won are like clothes’? Who the hell said that! He feels like if he plays a little longer with Nathalie here, Amadeus might chop him off!
Sadam Vinson, holding his phone, felt both angry and amused, but hadn’t had the chance to reply on WhatsApp.
Then, Govert Griffin’s ssage ca through.
Sadam Vinson opened it.
[Govert Griffin: Mr. Vinson, quickly look at the posts, Amadeus made a post.]
[Wave Dragon: ?]
Sadam Vinson was baffled, responding with a question mark.
Amadeus Yancey almost never posts, since Sadam has had Amadeus’s WhatsApp, he’s never seen Amadeus post.
He suspected Amadeus didn’t know how to use posts!
Amadeus posted?
Despite being confused, Sadam Vinson, still curious, clicked into his post.
The first one is naturally Amadeus Yancey’s profile photo.
A purely white profile photo with nothing on it.
Amadeus Yancey’s WhatsApp nickna is just the letter Y.
He updated a photo, seemingly taken from a random angle, showing a girl’s hand wearing a bracelet.
Sadam Vinson enlarged the photo.
He could see the pendant on the bracelet.
Quite a nice sunflower.
No doubt, it’s definitely Amadeus’s handiwork with real diamond workmanship.
He then took a closer look.
His mouth already twitching slightly.
That hand... that hand must be Nathalie’s hand?
Sadam Vinson estimated that the hand in the photo is likely Nathalie Quinlan’s.
He was already feeling a bit jealous, then backed out of the photo and looked at Amadeus Yancey’s post.
——[When I look around, all I see is you. When you’re here, you’re The Sun, and I can’t take my eyes off you. When you’re not here, a sky full of stars is not as good as you.]
After reading the post, Sadam Vinson only felt like his hand was too sneaky, why did he click to look.
What was there to see?
This damn it is a large public display of affection scene!
He couldn’t take it anymore and posted sothing himself.
[Wave Dragon: Not a single couple is innocent as every single dog dies!!! I’ve died, thank you Franky Davidson!!!]
Sadam Vinson hadn’t finished his post for long when Mrs. Vinson called asking why he hadn’t returned ho yet. He put away his phone with a desperate expression like a martyr, and paced heavily back ho.
He lost, can’t provoke couple dogs.
Especially Amadeus, this ruthless, calculating, damn cunning person!
*
Amadeus Yancey seldom posts.
So when he posts, it stirs up the entire small circle in Beijing.
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