My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 143 Stay Away From Jocelyn, Ryan

They all looked the same, but their temperaments were completely different.

One had a strong sense of oppression, and the other was handsome without aggression.

One was cold and awe-inspiring and the other was warm and pure. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

"Why are you here and still asked them to bring me here?" Ryan was a little unhappy.

What the hell was Noah doing? He actually forcibly interrupted his appointment, and asked someone to

take him out of the restaurant.

"Why did you not answer Tom's phone call?" Noah took a deep drag of cigarette, and then slowly

exhaled it. The smoke was swirling around. The pair of sharp eyes was filled with unreadable emotions.

"I didn't turn my phone on when I was working. I saw it after I finished work, but because I had more

important things to do, I forgot to call back." Ryan said truthfully.

"The important thing is to date with Jocelyn?" Noah asked.

"Why do you seem to know my whereabouts well? Have you arranged anyone to follow me? Why? Did

Dad ask you to do this?" Ryan felt even more dissatisfied.

"If you didn't make trouble, how could I arrange anyone to check your whereabouts?" Noah responded

lightly, then snuffed out the cigarette butt with his bare hands, and threw it into the trash can outside the

car accurately.

"Make trouble? What trouble did I make?" Ryan had absolutely no ideas what Noah was talking about.

He had been busy with work lately and hadn't done anything else.

"Is it because I confessed to Jocelyn on Weibo? What does it have to do with you?" Ryan looked

puzzled, "You don't agree that I like a married woman?"

"Jocelyn's husband is not good to her at all. They have already separated and will divorce soon." Ryan

said.

"You just confessed her?" Noah raised his eyebrows slightly and stared at Ryan.

"Yeah, but I was rejected." Ryan sighed.

Noah didn't frown. The expression on his face was gradually ease.

"I don't know if that guy has bad eyes. He would leave such a beautiful woman aside." Ryan added

again.

Hearing this, Noah frowned again, and pulled a long face.

"Say it again..." Noah looked indifferent.

"I said I suggested that buddy donates his eyes." Ryan didn't notice Noah's face at all, "I don't know

what that buddy looks like and what identity he is. Why is he so stupid? I really want to teach him a

lesson."

"You can try to teach me a lesson." Noah reprimanded, gnashing his teeth.

Hearing this, Ryan froze for a moment. An idea popped into his mind, "Jocelyn's husband is you?"

Noah didn't say anything, but it was just like a yes.

"It's such a coincidence? She is your wife?" Ryan's eyes were full of disbelief.

"Stay away from her in the future." Noah's eyes were full of warnings.

"You don't like her, do you?" Ryan asked.

"I don't like repeating what I said a second time. Do you hear what I said, Ryan?" Noah looked at him

with a serious face. With the dangerous look in his eyes, he was just like a cheetah protecting his own

food.

The atmosphere in the car became depressed.

There was a strong sense of oppression in Noah's eyes which made Ryan feel suppressed.

"It seems that you are in love now?" Ryan smiled bitterly, as if a pair of hands suddenly broke into his

heart, and directly took his heart away.

All of a sudden, he felt the chest was empty.

Since Noah liked her, he must give in.

Because Noah was his brother.

Even if it was difficult for him, he must do it.

"Got it?" Noah didn't answer him but asked back.

"Got it... Have you two met each other? Does she know your identity now?" Ryan had already given in.

"We've met, but she doesn't know my identity yet. Some things can't be explained to you for a while.

You just need to remember that she is mine."

"Don't talk too much and don't ask too much, understand?"

"Just as I don't interfere with your affairs in the entertainment industry and don't expose your identity, I

hope you treat me the same way." Noah warned domineeringly.

Although Ryan couldn't understand what Noah was talking about, he still nodded.

He didn't ask much.

"I see." Ryan nodded.

"Okay, go to make it clear." While speaking, Noah took out the zippo. He lit it and then closed it.

The splendid flames flickered between his fingers.

"I see. I won't pester her anymore."

"Well, I hope you can do what you said."

Ryan got out of the car directly, took a long breath, and waved to Noah while stepping back into the

restaurant.

Then, he turned around and hurried into the restaurant.

He had no idea how he got back to the door of the private room where he and Jocelyn were.

All he knew was that when he walked here, he felt his feet weak, and somewhere in his heart hurt to

death.

He had been standing at the door and lowered his head to sort out his emotions for a long time. After

he took a long breath, he pushed open the door as if nothing happened. Then he walked over to the

opposite side of Jocelyn.

The dishes they ordered had already delivered, and each one was excellent and delicate.

However, he didn't have the appetite.

Jocelyn was elegantly cutting the medium-cooked steak on the plate, with skillful and noble

movements.

She was beautiful.

It was just that she would never belong to him in this life.

He tried hard to suppress the emotions that were about to explode in his chest. He took off his cap and

mask, and looked at her with a smile, "I've made up my mind. I won't wait for you in the future."

The feeling of killing all the hope in his heart with his own hands was too bad.

Jocelyn was both surprised and delighted by his sudden change.

That took a load off her mind.

Thinking about what he said just now, Jocelyn thought he should have said it on a whim. Now he went

out and calmed down, so his changed his mind.

She smiled faintly, with tenderness between her eyebrows and in her eyes, "Okay, are those people

your bodyguards? Or?"

Ryan said, "It's my brother's men."

"You still have a brother? I didn't see it on your profile."

"Yes."

"He works for the underworld?"

"No."

Jocelyn didn't ask anymore. Even if his brother didn't work for the underworld, he must be a successful

person. After all, he had such a group of people.

"Let's eat." Jocelyn said.

Ryan didn't speak. He just cut the steak quietly, obviously not in good mood.

"What's wrong? What did your brother tell you?" Jocelyn asked with concern.

"No... Let's eat." Ryan didn't plan to say anything more.

Jocelyn could only eat silently.