The box was brightly lit, Matthew leaned lazily on the sofa, a hurt look flashed in his deep eyes.
Charles pushed the door in when he saw such a picture, “Tsk, my president ah, just yesterday I heard that you went out with your wife to go on a date, how come you are here today drinking?”
Charles’ face is colored, but you can’t tell unless you look closely.
He was wearing a black leather jacket and came over in his Harley today, casually throwing his car keys onto the coffee table, picking up a bottle of beer and opening a can when he passed by the coffee table, “How was it, wasn’t it very romantic yesterday?”
Matthew beautiful eyebrows both inaudible frown, then raised his head, cold eyes just a sweep over, heard Charles said, “No ah, this is not the ring you bought? Why is it here, not sent out or is it too small ?”
“She’s not that superficial.” She doesn’t care about the style of the ring.
Matthew subconsciously retorted, and his eyes fell on the small square box.
The ring that Matthew was going to give to Blanca during the fireworks at the hotel that day, just that he didn’t give it out.
He …
“What’s going on?” Charles sensed Matthew’s loss, he knows his good buddy too well, the general business activities will never let Matthew show such a look, let Matthew anxious, I’m afraid that only the little petty wife.
“Nothing, how are you things going at home?” Matthew changed the subject. The voice was still cold.
But his hand still involuntarily went to get the wine on the table.
Matthew was so proud, how could he tell Charles such a thing.
“Tsk, so you still know you care about me, huh?”
Charles shrugged his shoulders, and his voice dripped with some smugness, “That little son of a bitch Wilson, he dared to find someone to mess with my bar, so I gave him a gift.”
“Oh?”
“Don’t worry, I’ve got it under control, no one will die, at most, the White Group will lose some money.” Charles said with a smirk, and after meeting Matthew’s gaze, he coughed dryly and added, “It’s just a big loss.”
Matthew: “…”
Sure enough, he was still overthinking.
Matthew knew that although Charles was outwardly cheeky, like a playboy, but in fact Charles business acumen is also very powerful, and he is smart, just because of family reasons, he did not want to participate in those high society hook-ups.
Charles took another sip of wine, “In fact, if Wilson does not provoke me, whatever he does in the White Group, I do not care. But if he tries to deal with me … huh, I’ll make him eat his words.”
“Hmm.” Matthew said, “It’s his bad luck to mess with you.”
Matthew was right, Wilson had nothing better to do than to mess with Charles …
Since Charles’s mother died, Charles has been doing things with a steady hand and is not afraid of anything.
Matthew sighed.
“I said President Grant, what the hell is wrong with you?” Charles clinked his glass with Matthew, who pinched his brow, “Do you know what women want to break up for?”
“Break up? No way, Blanca wants to break up with you?”
“…”