Young Laurence chuckled heartily. He leaned against the wall weakly, like a sickly young man.“Sorry.”Just as she considered forgiving him, he pinched her cheeks and blurted, “Little ugly duckling.”She shrugged his hand away and huffed, “I don’t want to talk to you.”He was probably afraid she would really get mad. He quickly added, “But I would still like you even if you were ugly.”From what he said, Zoey was on cloud nine at that time. Zoey still did not know what that French sentence meant. She later checked what ugly duckling was in French, but it was completely different from what he said. He had tricked her.…When the meeting ended, Zoey was hugging a pillow and staring off into an empty space.He took the pillow away and asked, “Did you fall asleep?”Zoey raised her head and their eyes met. She yawned and said huskily, “Is it over?”Laurence paused for a second. He had always thought her raspy voice sounded familiar. There were even a few times when he mistook Zoey for Sarah
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