Miss Planeswalker, Are You Free to Fall in Love?

The other party asked who Yang Jian was, and at the same time made a gesture that is common in the world to Moriyuesha.

Sen Yuesha Jing Xie Bumin replied casually: "I don't like men, please keep your distance, Mr. Hanhan."

"Then we're friends." Jack shrugged, rubbing his forehead with one hand and holding up the soda he just ordered from the clerk with the other, and happily touched a glass with Mori Yuesha.

"I don't like men either."

Against the background of the suit and leather shoes, there is a bit of chicness.

Moriyuesha ignored the 'killing' gazes shot by the girls around, yawned, and looked at the middle-aged man who was still chattering, and the young girl Mary, who was still adoring her face.

She shook her small leather shoes, the heels hit the ground, her toes moved, and the pair of white lace stockings was even more seductive.

"Of course I know you don't like men. Otherwise, it should be you, not your ex-girlfriend, in that person's arms now."

These words made Jack, who hadn't been happy for 2 minutes, lose face again.

He looked over there and said gloomily, "Why did you let me wear these? Are you rich?"

The topic is back to where it started.

Sen Yuesha winked playfully: "No, it's not pretending.

Mr. Jack Dawson, the son from the central city, was originally a rich man.

You are not pretending to be rich..."

The girl tilted her head: "You are pretending... a poor boy."

When she finished, Jack looked shocked.

"Poor boy? I was—"

Mori Yuesha shook her finger: "Don't yell at your sister."

Jack: ...is this into the play?

He watched the girl gently move the coffee cup to the corner of the table, and then, 'accidentally', hit the wall of the cup with his elbow.

Snapped!

click-

The crisp sound of a tile exploded suddenly in the coffee shop.

The waiter bent over and trotted over, and people around him all cast their gazes.

Including the middle-aged man and Miss Mary.

Jack Dawson just looked at the girl he had known for an hour.

She picked up a tissue to wipe her mouth, stood up with her skirt in hand, and walked towards her ex-girlfriend in front of everyone's eyes.

The waist swayed, like a real noble lady.

Why say like?

Because Jack can't figure out now whether this crazy girl is a noble or not.

Half an hour ago, she took herself into the clothing store like a little fox, trying on clothes, buying outfits, and the level of conversation she showed was definitely erudite.

But that lively expression and a belly full of bad water...

Oh, he is not questioning the level of the nobles today, but in this regard, the gradually decaying nobles can never do such a thing.

Moriyuesha fluttered away from the table and walked in front of Miss Mary—the long tender green fingernails ran across her neck, with a scrutiny in her eyes.

Then, in the surprised expression of everyone, she pulled off the necklace!

Snapped!

Mary cried out in pain.

"Our family has been around for hundreds of years. Miss Mary, how did you have the guts to deceive a nobleman?"

Moriyuesha said angrily, and threw the necklace into the coffee cup.

Coffee splashed all over the table.

After speaking, she looked at the middle-aged man again: "Sir, I think you should be very clear about what happened."

The middle-aged man stood up in a panic, shook his shirt, and pushed Mary away.

Hearing the word 'aristocrat', his expression revealed a flattering man, with a smile on his face, without the slightest anger of being disrupted.

"Excuse me...what's your name?"

"You don't have the right to know." The young girl returned angrily.

The man wanted to kiss the back of Sen Yuesha's hand, but when he saw that the girl ignored him, he sneered, and pretended not to care about tidying up his cuffs, deliberately revealing the gold watch.

"I'm Carl, Carl Hockley." The middle-aged man introduced himself: "Are you and Mr. Jack...?"

"That's my brother."

Mori Yuesha glanced at the helpless Mary with contempt, raised her head, and said condescendingly, "He just likes to play this kind of 'poor boy' game, and I got caught today.

Miss Mary, Mr. Carr, do you have anything to explain? "

There is a certain accent in Moriyuesha's words, which is easy for a scholar who lives in the modern era - and in the ears of the well-informed Carl and the slightly heard Mary, this is no less than Deafening thunder.

Mary stood up, clutching the coffee stains on her chest, rolled her eyes a few times, and shouted loudly, "No! No, not me! It was him, he forced me out!"

After speaking, he searched for Jack in private.

"Jack! Jack! It's me, your sister misunderstood! I have nothing to do with Mr. Carr!"

Carl Hockley is very calm, he can see who is in charge of this 'family'.

The man politely bowed towards Mori Yuesha slightly, raised his coffee cup again, and gestured to Jack who was not far away.

"I'm so sorry, this lady. I have no intention of interfering with Mr. Jack and this—" he explained: "Miss Mary, yes, she asked me out on the grounds of 'missing from the banquet list'. don't know her."

Jack pretended to sit upright. After seeing enough, he pushed away the chair and walked over with his leather shoes.

I have to say, it's pretty much the same thing.

Chapter 88 Chapter 4 Miss Forest

"It's you!! It's you!!"

Mary screamed, ignoring the noise in the coffee shop.

She didn't notice that many people were already frowning.

The woman angrily accused Carl, trying to grab Jack's sleeve - but Jack diddge without a trace.

The two pass the buck to each other.

"You asked me out!"

"Sorry, Miss Mary. If you have an emotional deal with this Mr. Jack, you shouldn't seduce me."

Carl retorted, turned around, and smiled at Jack:

"I am the son of Mason Hockley, Carl Hockley.

My family is slightly involved in the steel industry, if you need anything, you can always contact me. "

With that said, the man took out two invitation letters with black gold rims from his arms and handed them to Jack: "This is a project that the Hockley family has handled recently, if you and your... sister, if you have time, please be sure to show your respect, At that time, I will apologize to you again."

The middle-aged man seemed to have misunderstood the relationship between Jack and Sen Yuesha, and his words were ambiguous.

However, things like brothers and sisters, cousins ​​and cousins ​​are not uncommon among the corrupt nobles nowadays.

He looked around, nodded, bowed to Sen Yuesha and Jack again, then picked up his cane and walked out of the coffee shop without looking back.

Miss Mary was not given a single wink.

Mori Yuesha nodded with satisfaction: "Miss Mary..."

"No! I have nothing to do with that man Carl! I still love Jack! I love him, look, the necklace he gave me—"

Jack shook off Mary's hand, sneered, and strode out of the coffee shop.

Moriyuesha glanced at the lost Mary with pity: "Pursuing a better life is a normal choice, and I have no intention of accusing it. But you shouldn't play with other people's feelings."

"Both men and money. What a pity, Miss Mary."

She lifted the hem of her skirt and apologized slightly to the guests who were disturbed around her, and the guests understood and raised their coffee cups.

"Goodbye, Miss Mary."

Sen Yuesha said with a smile.

————Actor yarn game————

In the port, seabirds landed on the railings, and the sea breeze blew lightly.

Jack leaned back against the railing thoughtfully.

Moriyuesha sat on the bench, her slender legs folded together, pressing the white lace edges on her ankles.

"You're definitely not a nobleman," Jack said.

Sen Yuesha yawned impolitely, "You're just thinking about this for a long time like a fool possessed by a seabird?"

Jack turned around and stared at Sen Yuesha: "Why help me?"

Moriyuesha said with a smile: "Don't get me wrong, it's just fun. I've been here for several days, and it's rare to find something interesting."

The port of Southampton was crowded with people, and the smoke-smoothing ships left the port after a while, and several ships entered after a while.

The humming sound of woo woo has become a must-listen for people here every day.

Jack also laughed, and he stretched out his right hand and held it up in front of the girl: "Get to know Jack Dawson again, the Beacon. He grew up in Wisconsin and went to Paris to study."

Sen Yuesha pinched the tip of her finger and touched the other's finger pad perfunctorily, even if she shook hands: "Sen Yuesha."

Jack rolled his eyes: "Sen? Which Sen? Miss Forest? Oh, you haven't said yet, are you-"

Mori Yuesha glanced at the other party slyly, but did not answer the question.

She pointed to Jack's hand and reminded him to take it apart.

Those are the two invitations that Carl just gave.

Unfolded, and inside was an invitation written in cursive script.