James had been driving for a long while, but he did not speak all the time. He pursed his thin lips and his expression was a bit serious.
Elizabeth glanced at him several times. She felt that the atmosphere in the car was a little stiff, so she whispered, "James?"
"Hmm?" He looked back at her and smiled gently.
"Why don't you speak?"
"Didn't I speak?"
Elizabeth heard this and wanted to roll her eyes at him.
He didn't say a word to her after getting in the car, okay?
"Of course." Elizabeth nodded with certainty and asked, "Are you unhappy?"
"No, why should I be unhappy?"
Elizabeth snorted, "Is it because you've been waiting for me for too long?"
James frowned and gave her a sidelong glance, "What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't I speak to you just now?"
"Then why don't you talk?" He always talked a lot when he came to pick her up in ordinary times.
"Well, maybe I am a little tired, and..." He thought for a moment and said, "I'm hungry."
"Oh." Elizabeth smiled apologetically, "Then drive faster." "Okay." James answered. He stared at the road in front of him and said, "Dear, you seem to be... very close to Zena."
Elizabeth looked at him, shook her head, and said, "No, why do you ask like this?"
Before James could speak, Elizabeth nodded with understanding, "Oh, you mean what happened just now, right?"
Seeing that James did not speak, Elizabeth puckered her mouth and knew that she was right, "Isn't she our teacher now? Sometimes, I have to communicate with her. Just now, she said that she was going to driver her car, so we walked together."
I see.
"Hey, why do I feel that you don't like Zena very much?"
James frowned and said, "Why should I like her?"
"Aren't you friends for many years? I heard from mom that you two used to have a good relationship. Why..." Was there any misunderstanding or conflict between them?
James did not expect Elizabeth to say these. After thinking for a moment, he said, "We used to have a good relationship, but it doesn't mean that we are still close now. Have you never become estranged with your friends because of something? Besides, I have to treat you well with all my heart now. How can I have time to care about her?"
Elizabeth chuckled, "Even so, every time you treat her with a bad attitude, aren't you afraid that Xavier will be angry? After all, we will soon become family."
James grabbed her hand, "Don't worry, honey. It's okay. I know what I'm doing."
Elizabeth nodded and didn't think too much about his attitude. After all, he was really a bit stubborn sometimes.
"I think that... Zena's words are so weird sometimes."
Seeing this, James couldn't help laughing, "Dear, you're getting more and more naughty."
"I'm not a child anymore. How can I be naughty?" Elizabeth rolled her eyes at him and asked, 'By the way, Zena just said that you learned to paint from her?"
Hearing this, James's heart skipped a beat, and he felt more and more uncomfortable.
Zena...
"Yeah, I thought that painting was quite amazing at that time. She and Xavier were both good at painting, so I also wanted to learn it. But dad and mom didn't allow me to do that. So I secretly learned it from her."
"Oh, is that so?" His words were the same as Zena's, and Elizabeth smiled more brightly.
James was not willing to talk about Zena anymore, but he was worried that Elizabeth would continue to talk about it, so he muttered discontentedly, "Hey! Honey, I came to pick you up, but you keep talking about her affairs. Can't you talk about something else?"
Elizabeth smiled, "I'm just a little curious. If you don't want to say it, I will stop."
"No, we can talk, but don't talk about other people's business."
Elizabeth snorted, "You... are truly overbearing. By the way, just now, you said on the phone that you were going to give me a surprise. What is it?"
Hearing this, James raised his eyebrows and laughed, "Didn't I say that it was a surprise? If I tell you in advance, it won't be a surprise anymore, will it?"
"I'll know it anyway. Just disclose a little to me in advance.” "You'll know it later."
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