Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute

"I left my watch in the morning."

Filip looked up at her with a calm expression, but not half hearted.

It was already a little dark in the evening at six o'clock, with the door light on, the light just hit Starry's face, reflecting her pale face.

"You're not feeling well?"

Starry coughed lightly, "I have a cold, come in and get my watch."

Because she was sick and Starry was not in a good mood, plus her throat was not feeling well, she did not want to talk much.

After saying that, Starry turned around and walked inside the villa.

The answering light on the first floor came on and Filip walked through the entry door and subconsciously looked over to one side of the wall to find that the forty or so pots of roses he had moved in yesterday afternoon were no longer there.

He closed his eyes and looked at Starry who was walking up the stairs in front of him, his dark eyes moved slightly and he also raised his legs and followed.

Starry headache, went up to the second floor, poured himself a glass of warm water and held it, leaning on the small bar there sip.

Filip now see her face clearly, probably because the light is translucent, hit her face, Starry's face is not much blood.

Filip saw that she was not in a good mood and didn't say anything, he went to the guest room himself and got his watch.

This is the second time he's left his watch behind.

Apparently, Starry remembered too, and seeing him come down, she raised her eyes to him, "Filip, this is the second time you've left your watch with me."

Such a poor excuse, Starry does not feel that it should appear in Filip's case.

Filip was putting on his wristwatch with his head down, he was not slow in his movements, and only after he was done did he look up at Starry: "I took it off this afternoon, so I forgot." He really forgot about it this time.

Starry had little heart to calculate whether he had really forgotten or faked it, "Got the watch."

She looked at him and calmly stated this fact.

Of course, Filip also heard the meaning of her expulsion.

Filip gave her another look, "Well, I'm off."

"Good."

Starry answered, his voice still raspy.

She didn't get up to see him off, but watched Filip walk to the stairway and down the stairs before she refilled herself with a glass of warm water, then went to the couch and ordered an open-flame white porridge from her phone.

Filip exited the villa and got back into the car.

Before driving, he looked out of the car window and the second floor was brightly lit, but that was all he could see.

Two seconds later, he closed his eyes, glanced at his wristwatch, his thin lips lifted slightly and smiled in a rare moment.

It seems that sometimes the truth is not so good.

Dillon was in disbelief when he received Filip's call, "Gee, what a day, Mr. Pearson remembering me as a little guy?" Filip didn't bother to talk to him: "I'm at The Dapper Star, come over if you haven't eaten."

After saying that, Filip hung up the phone directly.

Dillon just got off work, of course, did not eat, not to mention did not eat, even if the meal, he also went ah!

Filip This person, 365 days a year, he did not see him any day to take the initiative about people, which time is not his initiative to "paste" up, think about it all feel like a licking dog.

Of course, Dillon was so motivated to go to the appointment because he had something to see Filip!

It's not his style to do good deeds without leaving a name!

The Dapper Star is quite crowded this evening, Filip did not make a reservation in advance, when people arrived only large boxes, no small boxes.

Dillon and Filip do not care if they are in the box, he directly asked the manager to arrange a window seat.

Filip such a person, of course, the seat is not randomly arranged, the manager deliberately found a quiet window seat, the location is not very remote, at least Dillon people did not walk a few steps in the test to.

Filip had already ordered his food, Dillon was seated, and there was no menu on the table.

He didn't care, he didn't really care about the meal Filip invited.

More than that, Dillon was curious about what Filip was doing today that he suddenly asked him out to dinner.

"Is it a good day for anything?"

Dillon had long been hungry and asked as he ate his pre-dinner snack.

Filip glanced at him and didn't even answer his question, but instead asked a question that surprised Dillon: "Is Izabella off work yet?"

When Dillon heard him say that, he became alert: "What do you care about my sister for?"

To be honest, Filip is really good in all aspects, but Dillon does not want to have such a deadly brother-in-law!

Filip knew what Dillon was thinking as soon as he heard him say that, and his face was black: "It's a miracle Hallowflame Entertainment didn't go down."

That didn't sit well with Dillon: "Hey, why are you cursing our family company?"

Filip snorted coldly, "I'm obviously calling you low IQ."

This was even more unpleasant for Dillon to hear, "Can't you talk properly? You ask about Izabella the moment you open your mouth, who doesn't think about it?"

"Isn't Izabella a good friend of Starry's?"

Filip took a sip of tea and looked at Dillon with disgust.

Dillon also responded with a hey, "You should have said so earlier?"

"Heh."

"What's wrong? Does the fact that the two of them are close have anything to do with whether Izabella is off work or not?"

Filip resisted the urge to get up and leave, "Starry has a cold, I don't think she's in very good shape. if Izabella is off work, you should send Izabella over to check on her, if she has a fever, it would be better to go to the hospital."

The words come from Filip's mouth, Dillon is also a long time to see.

He listened and tsked several times, "Filip ah Filip, you say you used to be so sweet now, your wife will run away? You really kick!"

The stage was kicked hard and Dillon just felt his calves go numb with pain.

Despite the kick in the pants, Dillon called Izabella, adding at the end, "This is what Filip told me to tell you."

After hanging up the phone, Dillon looked at Filip as if taking credit: "Although you are a dog, but you are my brother after all, you see I am good to you, right?"

That's when the dishes came up.

Filip took the chopsticks, rinsed them with hot water, ignored Dillon, and ate them directly.

Dillon has long been used to it, and while he was eating, he took out his phone and said another thing: "Let me tell you, you owe it to me this time! Look! The pictures of you and Starry were taken for several G's. If my people hadn't found them and stopped them for you by the way, you guys would probably have been on the news again!"

"Say, how do you have to thank me for this!"

As soon as Dillon said that, Filip across the room suddenly opened his mouth, "Who told you to stop?"

Dillon thought he heard wrong: "What did you say? I'm not stopping it, do you want to be on the hot seat and let people know you spent the night at Starry's house last night?"

"You have a problem with that?"

Filip took his phone directly and looked down at the photos inside that phone.