All Chapters of Substitute Bride,Substitute Love: Chapter 411 - Chapter 420

This project would be built on the acknowledged suburb of City Y. It would take at least more than an hour to drive from the downtown there. However, there was one advantage here, that was, two rivers met here. Based on the rivers, we would build a residential quarter and lead the water into the residential quarter, making them flow through it. In other words, there would be all running water in the whole residential quarter. Based on my observation of the likings of the rich, that was what they loved the most. Nancy and I both predicted that this residential quarter should be soled out with ease. After taking on this project, Nancy and I had a field trip there. During this period, I often lived there and basically left Glenn to Jason. It took Nancy and me nearly four months to complete this residential quarter project. By the time the project was done, it had been past mid-October. It took us a longer time than we designed a reside

I stood still, looked at Jason, and said with a serious look on my face, "No! Absolutely not!" "Why?" It seemed that Jason didn't expect that I would refuse him so straightforwardly. Looking surprised, he said, "I am excellent. I win first place in my major. I have received a lot of awards. Many companies have contacted me, hoping that I can work at their company after I graduate!" I looked at him and said, "Why did you choose animation as your major? I heard from Paulina that your family's conditions were not good. You had to buy a notebook costing more than 3 thousand dollars to enter the Animation Department. Your parents didn't agree at that time. During the summer vacation before your freshman year, instead of having fun, you had been working as a tutor all the time. So you bought a computer by yourself, didn't you?" "Yes." With a dull look in his eyes, he nodded, "That's because I like animation. I've been watching animation since I was a child. So..." "So

"Okay." Patrick nodded. A waiter was standing far away. From a moment before, he had been looking at us, but he dared not to approach us. Patrick waved at him. "You, come here." The server ran over. Patrick took out a stack of new cash from his wallet and stuffed that into his hand, saying, "Just keep guarding here. No one is allowed to enter before we both come out!" The waiter's eyes lit up when he saw the money, "Yes, sir! You can enjoy yourselves!" I suppose he must have misunderstood us. When we entered the washroom, Patrick locked the door and unzipped his trousers. I turned around , and Patrick grabbed me with one of his hand and held his p*nis with the other. I guess that he had ended according to the sound. When I heard the sound of the zipper being pulled up, I turned around to him. The man was very satisfied and tried to pull me back, but I refused immediately. "No, you just used your hand to hold your cock !"

"I have no time!" As finished my words, I picked up my bag, and went out. I really can't take it anymore! After I went out and drove the car to the studio, Nancy came over and said, "Ah, your are flushed. Are you in love?" "No, I'm pissed off!" I pouted and retorted. Hearing this, Nancy immediately said solemnly, "Who made you angry? Tell me, I will beat him for you." "Patrick." I looked up and said seriously. Upon hearing this name, Nancy frowned and said, "Why do you still have contact with him? Haven't you been completely isolated from each other all your life?" That's right, shouldn't I be isolated from him all my life? I was the one who couldn't free myself from the relationship. One time after another, he tricked me and made a fool of me. I smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, from today on, I'll never have contact with him all my life." "If I will be tricked by him again, I'm a real fool!" I thought.

In the evening, I put the card away, took the coffee mugs, and drove home first. Although I was a little unhappy and didn't want to go, I still made up and changed my clothes. Sitting on the sofa, I looked at the words on the card, "Seven o'clock tonight, Viennese Restaurant". I was struggling whether or not I should go. It was 6:40 now. If I wanted to go, I would have to set off immediately. I thought for a while, and finally, I picked up my bag and cup, ready to go! Fortunately, the traffic was no longer much crowded. It took me about 20 minutes to get to the Viennese Restaurant. I looked at my watch and found that it was exactly seven o'clock. I stopped my car at the intersection and looked over the situation. There was no car in the parking place of the restaurant, and several waiters were standing in a row at the door. Patrick had booked the entire venue again. When I was about to start the car and get in— My phone