Carla was stunned for a moment and hurriedly got into the car.
Everyone around was watching her.
Several women who lived in the same neighborhood were gossiping around. "Isn't this Mrs. Borah's daughter? Look, she has a boyfriend now."
"He looks rich and handsome. Mrs. Borah lucked out!"
"Quick, close the convertible." Carla covered her face since she did not want to be seen by her acquaintances.
"What are you afraid of? I have nothing to be ashamed of." Boris closed the convertible and even waved at the women. "Bye, ladies!"
"Bye!" They were overjoyed.
"Why did you wave at them?" She could not understand him. "Don't you think you're being too flashy?"
"They're your neighbors, aren't they? So we will know each other eventually, " Boris said cheekily, "When do you plan to let me meet your family?"
"Stop messing around." Although Carla spurned, a smile appeared on her face. "Why are you driving in a different car today? Where's the Aston Martin?"
"That car broke down, so I took it to repair."
Boris sped away in his car.
"Broke down? It was fine yesterday." Carla was shocked.
"It broke down on the way back."
He was not lying. He deliberately crashed it on the way back and brought the car with a deformed front hood to Zayn's garage.
Early this morning, Benard arranged for someone to send it for repair.
That way, Zayn would not be driving that car, and Carla would not meet the real Gigolo In Debt anymore…
After doing all that, Boris felt a little uneasy as this was his first time playing tricks on Zayn since childhood.
He was hesitant and felt anxious for a moment, but in the end, he did it anyway.
He knew that he had protection, so Zayn would not actually do anything to him.
"Drive carefully next time."
Carla exhorted and started feasting on the buns and soy milk.
Boris glanced at her and pretended to be pitiful. "How rude. I drove to pick you up, but you won't give me food."
"Fine. Just one bun——the one I've started eating." She handed him a half-bitten bun.
Surprisingly, he did not mind and leaned closer to take a big bite. "Mmm, so delicious!"
"The buns made by Mrs. Borah are delicious, indeed."
She stuffed the remaining half into his mouth.
"Bring a few more tomorrow." He licked his lips. "I can eat ten of such delicious buns in one go."
"You will make me poor." Carla smiled and wiped his mouth for him.
"I personally drove to pick you up, yet you accuse me of eating too much of your food."
Boris totally enjoyed his close interaction with Carla. Although I have dated many women, I have never shared a bun with a girl in a car like this. This is the most blissful thing in the world.
"All right, all right. I will bring ten for you."
Carla was worried that he could not accept her current state of living, but she did not expect him to be so down-to-earth. It seemed like her worries were unnecessary.
I will observe for a little bit longer. Then, if he continues to behave this well, I might consider taking him to meet Mrs. Borah and the children.
The children need a father, after all…
A speedy drive meant that it only took ten minutes for them to reach the street across from the office.
"Let's stop here. I don't want to be seen by my colleagues." Carla was very cautious.
"All right." He parked his car by the road. "I will be busy this afternoon, so I can't pick you up after work. I'll see you at the bar tonight!"
"Sure." When she was about to get out of the car, he suddenly held her and leaned in intimately. "Goodbye kiss!"
Carla blushed and closed her eyes nervously.
Boris curled up the corners of his lips and leaned in even closer. When his thin, sexy lips were about to make contact with her forehead, a Rolls-Royce suddenly passed by…
He hurriedly let go of her and teased, "Let's leave it there. We'll get back to it tonight!"
Opening her eyes, Carla glanced at him bashfully. She then quickly got off the car and ran towards the company building…
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