"Your little tricks might fool others, but not me," Brandon remarked.Suzie remained silent, pondering Moe's reaction.Seeing her demeanor, Brandon added, "He likes you."Suzie asked, "Why do you say that?"She knew Moe liked her because he did not react negatively when she kissed him. After all, she would have been quite upset if she had been kissed by someone she did not like, even if it was a good friend. However, Moe did not react that way."A man understands another man best. If he didn't like you, he wouldn't come to see me. It's clear he cares about you, but I'm not sure why he didn't accept your confession," Brandon confidently analyzed.Suzie inquired, "Do you have a plan?""I do," Brandon responded assuredly. In such matters, men often know each other's weaknesses and pain better. Based on Moe's recent reactions, he had a sense of how to approach him."Tell me about your relationship with him, and I'll figure out how to help you pursue him. Once it works out, you get
"We're just helping each other; mutual benefits," Suzie replied.Brandon, understanding her point, proceeded to write everything down clearly. Suzie gave him a brief overview of the plan, feeling assured that he would not spill the matter to anyone now that they had a written agreement."That's easy. Tomorrow morning at nine, bring the necessary documents to the Civil Affairs Bureau. I'll have a fake one ready for you," Brandon said confidently after hearing her explanation.Suzie raised an eyebrow. Was it really that serious?"For the next week, don't contact him at all. No matter how many messages he sends, don't respond," Brandon continued. His method was ruthless, even roping himself into the scheme. "I'll have someone spread false rumors to him.""What kind of rumors?" Suzie was not entirely sure of Brandon's plan. "That you're having a miserable time after marrying me, that I badmouth and abuse you, and you can't even control me," Brandon replied. He was well-versed in act
"None of your girlfriends genuinely love you," Suzie stated candidly, not mincing words.Feeling defensive, Brandon retorted, "Do you want me to call them right now and ask if they love me?""Love is inherently selfish. If they really loved you, would they allow you to date multiple people simultaneously?" Suzie continued to dismantle his arguments."That's my charm," Brandon defended."It's the charm of your wealth," Suzie shot back.Brandon fell silent, feeling uncomfortable. He finally asked, "Do you still want my help?"Suzie advised him, "You don't have many years left to fool around. Instead of wasting time with your girlfriends, you might as well spend time learning how to manage a company.""Do I need you to tell me what to do?" Brandon was egoistical. Suzie sighed and relented. Whatever. Her company was not the one that would be affected anyway."Well, there's something I need to tell you," Brandon said, thinking of something important.Suzie leaned against the ta
Carlos kept his gaze on Brandon and asked, "Are you sure it's just nonsense?""Of course it is," Brandon replied nervously."Let me go in and take a look," Carlos said, determined to investigate further.Brandon hesitated, unsure of how to handle the situation. He knew Carlos's sharp eye would likely expose his lies, and he wondered what he should do. Just as he was anxiously pondering his options, Suzie walked out and warmly greeted Carlos."Uncle Carlos, what a coincidence!""Suzie?" Carlos was also surprised. "Why are you with this troublemaker?""I needed his help with something," Suzie explained truthfully and added, "What about you?""I came to see the company this rascal supposedly founded. I heard he's been drinking and clubbing all the time, neglecting his business. I wanted to check if the company has gone downhill because of his actions," Carlos said earnestly."Oh, him," Suzie said, looking at Brandon.Brandon felt his whole body tense up. He knew all too well the
"First, think about how you're going to explain the 'research' to your dad when you get home tonight," Suzie suggested, exasperated by Brandon's apparent lack of business sense.Brandon was bewildered. "What do you mean?""Just now, I lied for you. When you get home tonight, Uncle Carlos will surely ask you how the research went," Suzie explained.Brandon began to shift the blame. "Why did you do that? How should I explain it to him now?""In that case, I'll call him back. You'll have to talk to him again. If it doesn't go well, he might bring his secretary directly to your office," Suzie replied, well-prepared for his reaction.Brandon could not allow that to happen! If Carlos went into his office, he would be doomed! "Take me to Moe's and follow my plan. I'll teach you what to say to your dad," Suzie suggested, well-prepared for such matters. With little room for objection, Brandon obediently followed Suzie's instructions and drove her to Moe's house.Meanwhile, Moe had
Moe had the words on the tip of his tongue, but they got stuck."Brandon may be flirty, and I know marrying him won't mean he'll love me, but that's not important because I won't love him either.""If you don't love each other, you shouldn't be together. Marriage should be blissful," Moe reasoned with her.Suzie felt an urge to smack him. She took a deep breath, unwilling to continue this argument. "I've made up my mind.""There are plenty of outstanding people in the world; you don't need to rush into marriage. Take your time, and you'll eventually find someone who loves you." Moe shifted his approach, trying to reason with her."The last one took ten years of waiting with no results. I don't want to wait another ten years for the next one," Suzie said, meeting his gaze and feeling mixed emotions.With that, Suzie stood up and returned to her room to resume packing.Moe felt like his heart had been struck by a heavy hammer, uncomfortable and complicated. Ten years..."Oh, on
The person quickly replied, [Morgan Snyder.]Suzie was puzzled. Morgan Snyder? Moe Smith?She glanced instinctively toward the door and then asked, [What's the matter?]Moe was sitting on the couch, staring at Suzie's message, unsure how to respond. Saying he had something to discuss would raise questions about what that something was, but claiming there was nothing would make his friend request seem pointless.[Suzie: ?]Moe's mind raced as he replied simply, [No specific reason. I just thought it'd be nice to be friends. Is that okay?]Upon seeing this message, Suzie's emotions were a whirlwind. She clicked on Moe's profile to check his posts but found it empty without a single update. As she pondered her response, Moe's patience wore thin.He decided to knock on Suzie's door, wanting to know what was taking her so long to reply and what she was up to inside.Knock, knock.Suzie, sounding irritated, asked, "What do you want?""Just open the door. I need to talk to you,"
After adjusting her emotions, Suzie opened Moe's social media. She knew it was impolite to invade someone's privacy without permission, but she just wanted to confirm if 'Morgan Snyder' was indeed Moe. As it turned out, it was him; the message history contained only her conversations with him. She also checked the friend list, and it was only her.Suzie should have been happy, but all she wanted to know was why he would not admit his feelings. What was making him hold back? Nonetheless, Suzie knew that asking Moe directly would be pointless. After all, Moe was stubborn, just as he had been in high school. She suppressed her emotions and cleared the background App to avoid exposing herself. She also decided not to make the phone call she had intended, as Moe would likely assume she deleted it from the call history.After restoring everything to its previous state, Suzie opened the door and returned the phone to Moe, saying coldly, "Thank you.""Suzie," Moe called out, not wanti