Chapter 534: Blush (1)

After raining, the air on the village road, mingled with the salty smell of soil, was unusually clear.

Emily was sitting on a chair in Mr. Spencer's courtyard, watching Stephanie, Harold, and Rex playing cards.

Today was the day of Vincent's sixth medicinal bath.

Emily put down the proposal. She looked in Stephanie's direction and asked, "Are you sure you are not going to the crew?"

"I'm not going. Last night, the male protagonist secretly went back to the city to shoot some endorsement advertisement. And in the morning, he was taken away by traffic police on the way back. The crew is in a mess. They are now finding solutions by modifying the script or changing the male lead. Swarms of reporters are chasing everyone's tail. I come here to hide. Joker!" Stephanie quickly threw down the cards and put her hand on Harold's shoulder. She raised her eyebrows at him and said, "Sorry, I won."

It was as if she took Harold as her sister instead of her brother.

Rex, who was aside, failed to enjoy this kind of treatment.

Harold looked at Stephanie with a subtle expression, then slowly retreated to avoid her hand.

Stephanie was worried about how she should pretend to accept her new masculine sister as if nothing had happened, including his special sexual orientation. On the other side, Harold was wondering whether the female star was joking or if he needed to explain it.

Emily, sitting on the chair, asked curiously, "When...when did you guys get so close?"

Only then did Stephanie remember that this poor little master still did not know that her bodyguard was gay. In order to act naturally, she heroically patted Harold on the shoulder and said, "Both of you have saved me. From now on, we are good sisters. No, good brothers!"

The other three then became confused.

And words failed them.

...

As for lunch, it was still stewed sweet potatoes, fried sweet potatoes, and roasted sweet potatoes, as well as a few grilled fish cooked by Harold.

Vincent ate little. Emily saw that he looked alright, so she secretly let out a sigh of relief. To be honest, seeing the big scorpion of Spencer, and seeing Spencer bring the scorpion closer to Vincent, Emily felt a chill run down her spine. Although the door was closed, and she could not see the bloody scene that followed, she shivered when thinking about the scene.

'Did Spencer take that scorpion...'

"Why don't you eat?" Vincent tilted his head to look at her.

The sweet potato in Emily's hand fell off.

...

Harold and Stephanie looked at her at the same time.

Emily picked up the sweet potato and gently blew on it. Soon Vincent reached out and took it. He narrowed his eyes and looked at her, his eyes dark and his voice low, "What are you thinking about?"

Emily quickly shook her head, trying to throw the scorpion with its tail erecting out of her mind, and vaguely explained, "Nothing. I am distracted."

There were many people here. Vincent did not ask any more questions. He wiped off the muddy part of the sweet potato. Then, he placed it in his mouth and took a bite.

Emily wanted to say that she had bitten it. Seeing that he had already eaten it, she was too embarrassed to say it. However, seeing him eating, she blushed inexplicably.

Stephanie, who was sitting opposite, saw this scene and clicked her tongue.

Emily heard the sound and looked at her. She saw Stephanie give her a snicker. Though it was a very obscene smile, it seemed different when it appeared on Stephanie's beautiful face. But it conveyed the meaning hidden behind it: "Are you blushing? Are you thinking something dirty in the daytime?"

Emily lowered her head in shame.

"Let's go to my room," Stephanie said with a smile as she pulled Harold in her arms.

After hearing that, everyone here looked up at her including Harold.

He then became dumbfounded.

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"I just ask him to massage my waist, since it was very comfortable last time," Stephanie said with a light cough.

Mr. Spencer had a good impression of Harold and did not say anything. He just moved a stool and sat at the door, ready to rush inside as soon as there was an unexpected situation. He probably did not know who to save for a while, because it seemed that Harold was the victim in any case.

As soon as the door was closed, Stephanie lay on the bed, saying "Be quick, press my waist, just like you did before."

...

Harold was stunned for a moment and then he looked at her with a dull expression, "Miss Smith, I am a man."

"Of course I know you are a man. I don't see you as a woman," Stephanie turned around and spoke.

"You don't see me as a man?" Harold asked.

Stephanie reflected on herself for a moment and asked hesitantly, "Did I hurt your self-esteem? I'm sorry."

Harold was lost for words.

'Maybe she is not joking.'

"No, you misunderstood me," Harold said.

"Misunderstood?" Stephanie rolled her eyes and thought, "You said you don't like women."

"It's not that I don't like women." Harold interrupted her, "I just..."

He probably wanted to say something, but he did not say it out of some obscure reasons. However, Stephanie suddenly felt enlightened and had guessed what he was going to say.

"So it's not that you don't like women, but that you don't like me?"

Harold kept silent.

He stood there with his head lowered, just like a student who had made a mistake.

Stephanie was a little upset. She stood up and stared at him for a few seconds before asking, "You, you actually don't like me? I mean, how could you not like me? Every man will take a fancy to me except Vincent. Why don't you? "

Harold kept standing in silence.

"And then?" Emily couldn't hold back his laughter in the car.

"Then she chased me out," Harold replied with a wooden face as he drove.

Emily couldn't help but laugh out louder and louder, as she conjured up an image that Stephanie glared at Harold and snorted.

"Miss Emily, you smile eventually," Harold said as he glanced at the rearview mirror.

Emily stopped laughing. She leaned her head against the back seat and said softly, "I make you worried during this period of time. Sorry."

"We didn't do anything." Harold said, and after thinking for a moment, he added, "It's all thanks to Vincent's accompanying."

Emily grunted. She thought of the coming Tomb-Sweeping Day and suddenly remembered the noon of last September. Vincent appeared in the corridor with a cold and dark expression.

"Miss Emily. Elsie was taken away by the police." Harold said as he hung up the phone and looked at the rearview mirror solemnly.

Emily immediately took out her phone and called the company. After explaining the situation, she said to Harold, "After sending me home, you should hurry back to the company. Report to me if anything happens in the company."

"Okay!"

Finally, it was time to harvest after releasing the bait for long.

Emily looked out of the window and closed it.. The air after raining was a bit cold and refreshing.

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