Trapped in Love Little Girl
Ch. 29: Not Bucin but Distress

Lisa's talk made Sally. Mr. Tomi's eldest daughter did not think so since then, even though she had the husband's number. The girl apologized to her best friend, then immediately did Lisa's suggestion.

The call raised after sounding three times the connecting tone. Zean's hoarse voice greeted from across.

"Yes, just wait there, little girl. I'm down." Zean's answer from across there. It could be a barrier for Sally to leave.

"Where?" Lisa asked immediately. The two girls hands were used to holding Sally's arm. His eyelids were flashing regularly with enthusiastic twists emanating from the face.

"There was. Tell me to wait here." Sally answered exactly what her husband asked. Not adding or reducing.

"Well." yeah." Lisa's shoulders slumped. His spirit evaporated because he had to wait again. But what can I do? The two receptionists held them to Zean's room.

Sally's mistake was never going to the branch office. As a result, no one knew him there. Ms. Anna only took her to Birawan Group, where her father had held the position all this time, it was only to take lunch occasionally as a child and there was no Dion. However, after Dion's birth, Sally was much closer to her grandmother.

A few minutes passed, the two girls never saw the figure they were waiting for. Lisa began to fidget, her mouth continued to grumble without thinking tired, no matter what continued to be the attention of the two receptionists. Girl named Monalisa Aprilia full of stock vocabulary owned, she talks everything. Starting from lessons to gossiping employees passing by.

The company lobby is usually quiet, but because it coincides with rest hours, there are several people back and forth with their respective goals.

"Old, huh?" Zean appeared and immediately embraced Sally. The girl jumped and nearly stayed away, but Zean clenched instead.

"Sister, what, the hell!" Sally squirmed irregularly. One hand tried to lower Zean's hand from the shoulder, but it was free. Her husband's energy is like concrete stone, it feels heavy to move.

"Already, quiet! You guys are here to eat, right?" Zean's line of sight moved to Lisa who had been engulfed since. The short-haired girl immediately nodded quickly.

"Yes, yes, Big Brother."

Zean's lips embroidered a smile, making Lisa even more breathless. He should immediately take his eyes off or he'll have a seizure any minute.

The two receptionists who had been cynical, could only gap in the confusion.

"He's really Mr Dirut's wife?" One receptionist asked his partner. Really am! The woman did not get her mind there.

"I was also curious. Mr. Dirut is young and handsome, but his wife's a snot." The other receptionist chimed in and kept glancing at Zean and the two girls who started to leave.

"Sister!" Sally called out, dismissing the embrace since. His feet stepped while being dragged, uncomfortable with Zean's treatment. "Go ahead!"

Sally's orders were useless to Zean. In fact, the man continued to embrace and get closer when Sally refused. The more you ask to be released, Zean will increasingly treat more.

"Wait here, I'll get the car first." The man with thick black hair ruled, stood firm, then rubbed his wife's head.

Lisa, who has since felt only a mosquito repellent, immediately protested when Zean was a little far away. "About, dong, Sa, if you want uwu-uwuan. I'm your fucking fall."

"Bucin what? I, too, am treated like that." Mood Sally looks gloomy. Not shy or happy to get treatment different from Zean, but instead want to rampage. Not to mention, Lisa added to the unpleasant talk.

While on the phone, Zean said nothing. However, either can the wind from which the man can change so.

Brother Ze must have intentionally, stolen the opportunity.

Sally's two hands clenched at the sides of the right and left skirt.

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