Chapter 531 - Are You Not Busy
Chapter 531 of "No Trespassing! My Aloof Brother" begins with suspenseful moments: Seven was exasperated, thinking, is Christopher Scottâs persistence meaningful?Does he think that by pestering her,... Donât miss it!
Seven was exasperated, thinking, is Christopher Scottâs persistence meaningful?Does he think that by pestering her, she will forget the past, forget the hurt he caused her?
More importantly, she has already given up on Christopher Scott, completely given up.
Although she still longs for love, that person will no longer be Christopher Scott.
So, she took a deep breath, turned around, looked at Christopher Scott, and said earnestly, "Christopher, I donât want to argue with you, and donât be boring, okay? I donât need you to give me advice. I wonât date someone I donât like, and I wonât give up on someone I like. Please understand and give me some private time. If my relationship stabilizes, I will introduce them to everyone, and then we can accept everyoneâs comments."
Sevenâs words had an underlying message: she said she wouldnât date someone she doesnât like and wouldnât give up on someone she does. She was essentially telling Christopher that she no longer liked him and that he should stop making these pointless struggles. Continuing like this would only make everyone more and more embarrassed.
Christopher understood the underlying meaning of Sevenâs words, but he just refused to leave and didnât want to see Seven drifting farther and farther away from him.
Even if Seven hadnât forgiven or accepted him now. But Christopher knew, if he didnât fight for it, the distance between them would only grow, and there would be no chance left.
He has known Seven for 26 years, Seven has occupied his memory for 22 years, they had shared a meal, drank a glass of water, and licked a lollipop together. He wasnât willing to just hand over Seven to someone else, not at all.
Therefore, facing Sevenâs dismissal, even though he was distressed, he didnât take it to heart. Instead, he calmly said, "Seven, why be so distant? Weâre so familiar with each other. I even know you better than you do. I know what you like, so you donât need to worry about my judgment."
"..." Christopherâs thick-skinned persistence left Seven in awe, speechless.
This man said he even knows her better than she does. Seven couldnât help but want to laugh.
If it were really as he said, how could he let her leave for seven years without looking for her?
What kind of understanding is that? Is he counting on her to come back and beg him? Sorry, she will never be his little follower again.
Seven took a deep breath, turned her head, looked seriously at Christopher, and said calmly, "Christopher, can you stop acting like this? Itâs really pointless."
Seven dared to presume that Christopher was intentionally causing trouble. With the distinguished Fifth Master Scott of S City sitting here with her on a blind date, what other man would dare approach her? Others must think sheâs crazy, looking for something to do, coming out to play pranks.
Sevenâs face increasingly distorted with displeasure, yet Christopher wasnât angry, only raised his head, looked toward the cafĂ© entrance, and stared at the man who was pushing the door open, asking, "Seven, is that your blind date partner who just came in?"
Upon hearing Christopherâs question, Seven looked toward the cafĂ© entrance.
When she looked over, the man happened to be looking at Seven too. Then, he glanced at Christopher sitting beside Seven, stood dumbfounded for a moment.
After the moment of surprise, the man forced a casual smile, still walked towards Seven.
Clearly, this man was Sevenâs blind date partner.
Christopher watched the man nonchalantly walk towards him and Seven, leaned back, and placed his hands behind Seven.
His actions appeared incredibly intimate with Seven.
When the man approached the table, his gaze fell on Christopher once more. He could tell Christopher was unfriendly towards him, his eyes were full of ridicule and disdain.
Seeing the manâs gaze on Christopher, Seven gritted her teeth in anger. She wanted to drive Christopher away, but she couldnât lose her temper in public, so she forced a composed smile and nodded towards the man.
When Christopher saw the man sit down, he turned his head, looked at Seven, and said with nonchalance, "Seven, after this date, letâs have lunch."
Christopherâs words were absolutely intentional, he was provoking Sevenâs blind date partner, trying to make him retreat.
Hearing Christopherâs presumptuous arrangements, Seven immediately stood up from the sofa, smiling at the man as she introduced, "Gary, hello, Iâm Seven, this is a friend of mine, we just met at the cafĂ©, so he came over to sit for a bit."
Seven was not pleased, didnât even bother to introduce Christopher by name.
The man listened to Sevenâs introduction, immediately smiled, and said, "Miss Murray, hello, Iâm Gary Quinn, nice to meet you."
"Height? Weight? Job? Where did you buy your house? What brand is your car? How much do you have in savings?" Before the manâs words faded, Christopher was already bombarding him with questions.
On the side, when Seven heard Christopherâs unnecessary intervention, she was so angered she could no longer contain herself and wished to immediately have a confrontation with Christopher and drive him away.
She knew it, this man showing up inexplicably at this cafĂ© couldnât be a good thing, and sure enough, he was here to spoil things.
Feeling displeased, Seven quickly turned her head, glared at Christopher, and asked with extreme impatience, "Christopher, arenât you busy? Donât you have to work?"
"Sorry, Iâm not busy today. I can help you evaluate the blind date." Christopher wasnât the least bit polite.
Across the table, the man was observing the two in front of him, obviously aware their relationship wasnât ordinary. He initially intended to leave, but seeing Christopherâs casual demeanor, he was unwilling to leave just like that. Even though he was facing Fifth Master Scott, the man still wanted to challenge him, at least disrupting his mood.
So, the man didnât leave immediately. Instead, he relaxedly smiled and said, "Gary Quinn, 29 years old, height 181 cm, weight 68 kg. Iâm a professional manager, the house is within the inner ring, the car is a Mercedes-Benz. Savings, although not a lot, enough to support Miss Murrayâs latter half of life."
"Mr. Quinn, sorry, my friend was just joking with you, no need to take it seriously." Seven awkwardly explained.
"Itâs okay, your friend is just concerned for you, thatâs why heâs interested." The man pretended not to recognize Christopher.
"Seven, why the hurry? Your guyâs not in a rush." The manâs indifference made Christopher somewhat displeased, thinking, is this Gary truly foolish? Or pretending? Ignoring his presence?
So he continued, "Seven, if Mr. Quinn doesnât suit your taste, I recall you saying your boyfriends canât be shorter than 183 cm."
Then he eyed the man again, casually asking, "Mr. Quinn, do you think raising Seven is easy? Let me tell you, with your managerâs salary, perhaps itâs only enough to buy her a purse in a year. How will you support her?"
"Christopher, have you had enough? What do you mean?" Finally, Seven couldnât hold it anymore, slammed her phone on the table, and demanded from Christopher.