NovelAppChapter 663 I was not interested in other people's gossip, so naturally, I did not like people gossiping abouteither. What was more, Fiona deliberately brought up that topic just to embarrass me.
Most people living in the county were not ill-intentioned, but it was precisely because they were living in a county and had seen far too little of the world that they loved gossiping. They would talk about many irrelevant things.
Not picking a fight was the best way to respond.
It had been a long day at work, so everyone was famished by this point. When they saw the waiter serving the food, they placed their focus on the food. Hence, the meal was considered a harmonious one.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt nine at night, the meal was over.
I promised to go to the bar after dinner earlier, so I could not go back on my promise and not go. Therefore, we went to a bar downtown. This was more like a sober bar than the typical bars.
Most people in counties got off work early with nothing left to do after that, so they liked coming to entertainment venues like this. There were a lot of people at this hour. We went to the second floor and found a table. We had a better view and could see the stage below.
English songs were playing on the big screen on the stage. Three men who looked about 30 years old were mixing audio.
After ordering beer and ssnacks, everyone sat down together to have idle conversation. It was not very noisy but the place was bustling.
The rousing music and the feverish dancers under the stage hyped up the atmosphere considerably. Fred sat besideand leaned closer, asking, "Is Munchkin Theo's son?" I was stunned, looking at him with complicated eyes.
He cast his eyes down and chuckled. "I'm just asking out of curiosity." Seeing that I did not reply, he did not ask further questions. After all, we were all adults. It was fine to ask but meaningless to pursue.
It was boring to merely sit down and drink beer, so everyone started playing games where the loser would drink. Fred needed to drive later so he did not join.
I was not used to playing these games, so I lost several rounds and drank several glasses of beer.
As tpassed, the alcohol kicked in and I felt a little dizzy.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI lost this round again and was just about to raise the glass to drink the beer when a man who looked to be in his 20s stood in front ofwhile holding a bouquet of flowers.
He looked a little shy. "Are you Serena Zoel?" Serena Zoel? The female celebrity? I was stunned for several seconds then looked mildly a t him, saying, "I'm not Serena Zoel. You've recognized the wrong person." He was very persistent about it and was very sure that I was Serena. "Although you didn't put any makeup on and look a little different from what I've seen on television, I wouldn't have made a mistake. Only your beauty can stir my emotions." UH Confessions like that were absolutely shameful.
I sighed and pulled out my identification card from my purse, showing it to him. "Here's my ID. I'm really not Serena Zoel." The man looked at my ID for a very long tand said incredulously, "You look a lot like each other." I smiled and responded politely, "There are many people in this world who look alike."
He stuffed the flowers in his arms to me, his face blushing. "You're very beautiful too, Miss Lane. These flowers are for you. I may never have the chance to meet Serena again, so please accept it." He turned around and left after saying that.
The crowd looked atand teased. "Say, Miss Lane, you really do look a lot like Serena. Especially those eyes. would mistake you for her too if this was my first day meeting you." I smiled but did not say anything.
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