Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Blanche Capra did not know why, after seeing York Charlie’s heart inexplicably had a sense of security, the whole body tense nerves are relaxed. But then she felt something was wrong: how could it be so coincidental? Just when she was in danger, York Charlie came, could it be that he was the one who planned it?

“What’s wrong with you? Can’t you see I’m hurt? You didn’t even come over to help me, is this how you treat your saviour?”

York Charlie had just seen those people moving against Blanche Capra, and he was furious. Without even thinking about it, he couldn’t wait to chop off the hands of those people who had touched her. After he cleaned up those punks, he saw Blanche Capra standing there dumbfounded, and couldn’t help but choke on his voice.

“Not I say you, you a woman’s family not stay at home at night, you run to this no one’s land, in case I did not run into you today, I see how you do?”

“How could it be such a coincidence? I just met a gangster and you met me? You didn’t send someone to play the hero to save the girl, did you?” Blanche Capra was about to thank him, but as soon as she heard York Charlie speak in such a bad manner, the words came out of her mouth.

“What did you say?” York Charlie was a bit incredulous, what kind of logic was this woman using? Saving her with a good heart and being treated as if she had bad intentions? She shouldn’t have been saved!

“Blanche Capra, you think too highly of yourself. What kind of fairy do you think you are? Do I still need to play tricks to win you over? Do you believe that as long as I’m willing, with a hook, I can have as many women like you as I want.”

Blanche Capra certainly believed it, and there were certainly plenty of women who would have swooned over such a heavenly man. But she just didn’t want to hear York Charlie fooling around and showing off in front of her, especially since he had demeaned himself.

“Of course I believe that, so go tick your finger, no one asked you to come over and save me.” With those words she turned on her heel without another glance at York Charlie and tried to walk away.

“Ah-” Blanche Capra was startled by York Charlie suddenly reaching out and pulling her.

“York Charlie, what are you doing? Let go!” Blanche Capra asks York Charlie as she struggles, “What are you doing, where are you pulling me? Let go, motherfucker!”

It wasn’t until they reached the underground garage that York Charlie let go of Blanche Capra, “Wait here for me, I’ll get the car.”

Blanche Capra also knew that it was too late, money couldn’t get a cab at this hour, and she had no choice but to let York Charlie take her with him.

“Where is this chick from, she looks pretty decent. Hahahahaha~”

Blanche Capra looked at those few young men, and couldn’t stop sighing unluckily in her heart:Is today a bad day to go out? Why are there so many gangsters?

Sure enough, the young man with yellow dyed hair led the group of people towards her.

“Pretty girl, dressed up so beautifully in the middle of the night, who are you waiting for?” Saying that, he tried to put his hand on Blanche Capra.

Blanche Capra avoided it without a trace, she disdained it in her heart but didn’t show it on her face.

She was thinking about how she was going to get rid of them this time when she heard a familiar voice, “Waiting for her boyfriend of course.” After saying this, York Charlie put his arm around Blanche Capra and nodded her nose in a seemingly intimate manner, “Bad girl, when I went to get the car, I didn’t stay honestly.”

Then he looked at the yellow-haired youth who had just asked with a seeming smile, “What, who do you think she’s waiting for?”

That youth was originally bent on flirting with a girl, and didn’t care about seeing a car drive out, as for when the car came down to a person he cared even less. But when this person is now standing in front of him, he suddenly has no bottom spirit to cause trouble.

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He then immediately tried to get away: the man in front of him was either rich or noble, which was not something he could provoke.

“No, you’re mistaken. I’m just casually asking.” Slightly fawningly finishing this sentence, he immediately shouted towards the youths behind him: “It’s such a big night, it’s no fun for the brothers to stay here. Let’s go, let’s find a place to drink!”

He made up a self-justifying excuse and led a bunch of people to evacuate quickly.

There was a silence in the air, Blanche Capra broke away from York Charlie’s embrace after half a minute, and York Charlie only reacted at this time, “All the people are gone, let’s get in the car.”

Blanche Capra was a little distracted the whole way until the road behind her got more and more out of place: this wasn’t the road to her house!

“York Charlie, where are you driving?” Blanche Capra struggled suddenly in the passenger seat, she was a little nonplussed, where was this guy driving the car?

York Charlie was rather calm, so calm that he kind of wanted to punch him, “The way to my house, of course. It’s not like I know where your house is.”

“Then you could have asked me, why did you drive towards your house without saying anything?” Obviously, he was being sophomoric.

“It’s so late at night, you don’t think you want me to drive that far to take you home and then drive back to your own house, do you? I’ve got a very important racing event tomorrow morning.”

When he explained this, Blanche Capra could no longer say anything to force him to take her home. He wasn’t obligated to take you home, not to mention he said he had an important race tomorrow!

“Then you can let me down at an intersection and I can take a taxi back myself.” Half a dozen times, Blanche Capra whispered back.

“Put you down at a junction alone on such a night? Haven’t you had enough encounters today? Not scared?” York Charlie, for some reason, said this with a note of indignation in his voice.

“I …,” Blanche Capra bit her lip, half unable to find the next sentence, only nagging out.

York Charlie looked at her appearance also know that she is considered to be compromised, so slowed down the tone, “Well, tonight you will go to my house to stay the night. It’s not like we haven’t stayed here before, so it’s not that bad, right? Or are you afraid I’m going to plot against you again?” He finished by teasingly looking towards Blanche Capra.

As if electrocuted, Blanche Capra immediately turned her head to stare out the window and never spoke again. She knew that York Charlie’s last comment was about how she had just said that he had directed himself into a heroic rescue?

“You still care about the fact that you wrongly accused him of acting on his own? How long ago was that and you’re still holding on to it.” Blanche Capra skimmed her mouth and secretly spat in her heart.