Tangled Up In Blue

Usually, the more Malcolm smiled at her, the angrier he was.

Poppi was thinking about what she had experienced in the past three years, but her strength around her waist suddenly increased. She took a deep breath and looked at Malcolm. The anger on her face was no longer replaced by a girlish voice. She smiled bitterly, "honey, last time I said I wanted to interview you, but you refused me with a righteous reason. I was the one who felt sad, right?" After a pause, Poppi boldly put her arm around his neck and said, "I had no choice but to find someone else!"

"Really? It's my fault. " ZEMO raised his eyebrows, as if he enjoyed the intimacy action of poppi.

"Of course not! It's my fault. " Poppi subconsciously retorted. She blamed him for his wrong doings. Was she getting enough of living?

"Then what do you think we should do?" Malcolm waited.

What should I do? It was really a hard question for Poppi. Did she turn to interview Mr. Malcolm? No, he would definitely refuse. All those questions were just illusions. He was just angry. What should she do?

However, before she could figure out a solution, her body was pushed by Malcolm, who pushed his leg and fell into the sofa.

Hearing that, Malcolm stood up. His face was expressionless with no smile on it. He reached out his hand to flick the wrinkles on his clothes and walked upstairs.

"Poppi said that she would go home to take care of an old man who can't take care of himself. How pitiful he is!"

Thinking of what Hugh had said, Malcolm was furious. He had known that Poppi had a double mind, but he didn't know that she would describe him like this way in front of others. It was really good!

"What a heck..." Poppi muttered and shouted at him, "what are you doing here today?"

As soon as Poppi finished her words, Malcolm stopped at the staircase. Why did he come here? 'Okay, it doesn't matter

"Why can't I come here if I have nothing?" Then he went upstairs, after snorting sarcastically. Poppi was speechless and thought, 'Okay, okay! My house will come at any time as you like be rather baffling!

get up, time to get

Poppi stretched out her hand to close the phone. She opened her sleepy eyes and

bed for a few minutes, Poppi opened the curtain and was ready to get up with all her strength. However, she found that the morning sunshine was shining on the bed, so she was lazy at that moment and rolled on the bed for a

might be late if she gave up!

in the morning and was ready to slipped into the company. However, as soon as she got out of the car, she was frightened

entrance of the company was cordoned off. The reporters were guarded by the three floors and three floors outside the cordon. who were all holding their cameras and waiting. The sound of their conversations could be heard incessantly. Poppi stood on the side of the road

pity that we didn't

a picture of her blurry

Malcolm! He'll be

see Malcolm come in

when she heard that they were talking about Malcolm. She stopped and grabbed one of them and asked,

which magazine company are you from? You don't know the news yet! Malcolm! Then he entered the building opposite! We are all here

you are late, please don't

strength, regardless of what others said. Did

"Hey, don't squeeze!"

no, you can't even

she didn't stop her steps. When she was about to squeeze to the front of the crowd, she stumbled

"Ouch!" Exclaimed Poppi.

familiar male voice came from the top of her head and someone reached out to hold her.

and saw clearly the person in front of her. She said excitedly,

Jonny nodded, "are you okay, miss. Poppi?" He would

waved her hand and suddenly thought of something and asked, "Quan Mr. Malcolm is here?

he was here, because Sean was here.