You Are The Apple of My Eyes

Chapter 916 Unfriend Him

There were only few people on the fork in the road not far from the No. 3 High School, and the students just in daytime study might have already arrived home.

In the shadow of the street lamp stood two students. One of them pulled the zipper of his school uniform to the top. It was Reid. He widened his eyes in utter shock. It had been five minutes since Vance's car left.

And he hadn't calmed down yet.

"Sampson, did you see that? I've seen that kind of car before, which Sound got in just now! Although it was not a new version, it's at least tens of millions dollars! I can't afford it all my life!"

Looking at the darkness, Sampson left. "Let's go."

"Okay." Reid followed behind Sampson, saying, "I didn't expect that Sound's family is so rich. Hey, Sampson, why do you stay for the evening class today? And did you follow behind Sound just now? Sampson, do you have any feelings for Sound?"

Sampson stopped and squinted at Reid. "I have too many questions to answer."

"Then you just answer my last question. Do you have any feelings for...?"

"I don't know her."

Reid gazed at Sampson in a strange manner. Sampson repeated, "I don't know her."

"She is our classmate now, and sitting in front of us. You have known her since today."

"She sits in front of you, not me." Sampson corrected his statement.

Squinting his eyes, Reid said, "Sampson, you are a little unusual today. In the past, if any students approached our table, you should have been impatient and lost your temper. But today, you didn't. You just moved back automatically."

The more Reid analyzed, the stranger he felt.

Sampson was stunned. He opened his mouth and tried to explain, but he just didn't know what to say.

After a while, he changed his tone. "Stay away from her."

"Who?" As soon as Reid finished asking, he understood something. "Oh, you mean Sound. Why?"

Sampson paused and spat out indifferently, "I don't like it."

This sentence was ambiguous.

Was it that he didn't like Sound? Or was it that he didn't like Reid to be so close to Sound?

It would be intriguing if it was the latter.

In Reid's opinion, it should be the former case, because Sampson had said that he didn't know Sound before, and today he had been cold to her.

His indifferent attitude towards Sound was somewhat different from that towards his classmates. He also seemed to be a little angry.

"Sampson, did Sound offend you?" asked Reid tentatively.

Sampson kept silent. Reid was shocked by his bold guess. "Did she really offend you?"

It was rare for Sampson to be irritated by someone, unless that person had done something illegal.

Sampson looked indifferent, as if nothing had anything to do with him. In fact, he was a helpful man, and he would definitely help anyone in need.

"Sampson, what did Sound do to you? Did she do something illegal?" Reid asked hurriedly. Reid thought of the beautiful face and gentle manner of Sound. She shouldn't be the one who would commit crimes, right?

However, he also knew that he couldn't judge people by their appearance.

Sampson didn't keep silent this time. "No."

"Didn't she piss you off?" Reid didn't believe it at all. He continued, "Or didn't she do anything immoral?" All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Sampson warned coldly, "Don't make up stories about her."

Hearing this, Reid pursed his lips and rolled his eyes. He reckoned that the fact should be Sound didn't break the law, but she must have offended Sampson. Otherwise, Sampson wouldn't have behaved so oddly.

In the QL Garden.

The villa was brightly lit. When Noah came back from the police station, he took off his work uniform and handed it to the maid, Amya. He said apologetically, "I have something to deal with today, so I can't come back until now. Have you had dinner? Where is Sampson?"

"Young Master hasn't come back yet." Amya answered.

"Uncle Noah." Vance stood up and greeted, followed by Sound, who greeted in a sweet voice, "Daddy Noah!"

"Hey, Sound." Noah had taken Sound as his daughter. He smiled dotingly and asked, "You went to school today. How do you feel? You are in the same class with Sampson. I will be relieved to have him take care of you at school."

It was Noah who arranged Sound and Sampson to be in the same class of No. 3 High School. Sampson knew Sound had been suffering CIPA, and he could take care of her.

Hearing Noah's words, Sound pursed her lips and rejected in a loud voice, "Daddy Noah, I don't want him to take care of me."

She thought angrily in her heart, "Who needs him to take care of? We are no longer friends now!

We are now strangers!"

With a click, the door was unlocked. Sampson pushed the door open and came in. He was stunned when he saw the three people standing in the living room.

When he glanced at Sound, Sound turned her face away. At the sight of it, Sampson tightened his grip on the straps of his schoolbag.

She was angry.

Because of what he had said tonight.

"Dad, Vance... Sound." Sampson greeted everyone politely and changed his shoes.

With a smile on his face, Vance said, "Welcome back, Sampson. Our new house is still being decorated, so we will stay here for a few days."

"It's not a big deal. You can stay here as long as you want." Noah raised his hand and patted on Vance's shoulder. Then he looked at Amya and asked, "Have the rooms been cleaned up?"

"According to your requirements, I have cleaned up the rooms for Mr. Vance and Miss Sound. All the equipment have been renewed."

"Good." Noah nodded, turned around and said to Vance and Sound, "Stay here for these days. If you feel uncomfortable or need something, just tell Amya."

"Thank you, Uncle Noah," said Vance.

Sound yawned and said, "Daddy Noah, Vance, I'm so sleepy. Can I go to bed? I have to get up early to go to school tomorrow."

"Go to sleep if you are sleepy."

"Go ahead. Good night."

"Good night, Vance, Daddy Noah."

Led by Amya, Sound yawned all the way upstairs and passed by Sampson without looking at him.

Sound used to greet Sampson happily every time they met. However, not only did she mention him just now, she didn't even take a look at him.

She used to say good night to Sampson before going to bed, but she ignored him just now.

It was clear that Sound was furious.

Looking at the receding Sound on the stairs, Sampson lowered the corners of his lips, with a hint of nervousness flashing through his eyes.

What he said tonight meant that they should pretend not to know each other at school, but they were still friends at home.

Unexpectedly, Sound would stay in his house in a few days.

They would meet each other frequently under the same roof. And Sound was clearly furious now. What should he do?

"Dad, Vance, I'm going to bed." With that, Sampson went upstairs.

Sound was a girl, and her room was arranged to be the one at the corner. When Sampson came up, he saw Amya closing the door of Sound's room.

After greeting Amya, Sampson went straight into his room.

After closing the door, he threw his schoolbag away and quickly took out his mobile phone to pull out the chat box with Sound. The latest message was "good night, Sampson", which he did not hear tonight.

Sampson took a deep breath, moved his fingers and texted.

"Sound."

Suddenly, a red exclamation mark appeared on the screen, following a sentence, "Sound turns on the friend verification. You are not a friend of him (her)..." Sampson was stunned.

He didn't know what he could do.

Sound unfriended him.