Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute

Chapter 172 He underestimated Filip

Wyatt glanced at Starry and also spoke up, "Jingan his graduate thesis was on social dynamics, so he

was more curious."

Izabella nodded and said nothing more: "I'm done shooting, sorry for the delay."

"Nothing."

Ryan responded and the four of them began to chat while eating their lunch.

Halfway through the meal, I ran into Filip and Dillon again.

Dillon still came over to say hello, but before Izabella could say anything, he explained, "There's only

one restaurant over here, Izabella you're not going to stop us from coming to dinner, are you?"

Izabella wiped her mouth, "I didn't say anything."

Filip was already seated, and he was sitting in the booth next to the four of them.

Starry looked at him and couldn't help but purse her lips a little.

If she remembered correctly, Filip had a mild seafood allergy.

But this has nothing to do with her, Filip is a mature adult, his own seafood allergy, he should know.

Starry is used to eating seven percent full, and she stopped taking food when she had eaten almost all

of it.

Wyatt and Ryan are men and eat fast.

But all three were eating their after-dinner fruit slowly in order to take care of Izabella.

"Has Starry ever skied?"

Wyatt suddenly called her that in front of Izabella, Starry is a little uncomfortable, holding a fork hand

slightly, "I've learned before, but it's been a long time since I've skated."

When she married into the Pearson family, old Mrs. Pearson enrolled her in many classes, and Filip

loved skiing, so she naturally enrolled in ski classes.

But in those five years, she never once skied with Filip.

"It's okay to have a foundation."

Wyatt hooked his lips and asked her how her new book was coming along.

Starry took a sip of juice: "As usual."

"Isn't that the ending being written?"

Izabella heard and interjected.

"I went back and read it, wasn't quite satisfied, and deleted the last ten chapters."

"Ah, is it that bad?"

Izabella has read Starry's book, Starry's book with her people a glance, the text is simple and powerful,

the plot is a chain, the silk, the end of the cocoon, can always give a stack and a stack of climax, never

bad.

"Well, not really."

The back chapters of the new book are written during that time when she was in bad shape, Starry re-

read these days, obviously can feel out not, so decisively deleted and rewritten.

But these days she doesn't have much inspiration, so she puts it on hold.

This new book, I'm afraid it will take August to come out.

Izabella was almost done eating, she drew a wet tissue and wiped her mouth and hands, "Full and

delicious, thanks again Mr. Matthews."

Wyatt smiled a little: "Miss Baxter is very kind, if you like, I will give you some vacation vouchers, and

you can bring your friends later."

"Is this something I can ask for?"

Izabella is socially skilled and this is something she picks up naturally.

Wyatt didn't care about the coupons either: "I'll have Starry bring them to you some other time."

Izabella glanced at Starry, "So, does it look like I'm counting on Starry's blessing?"

Wyatt laughed but didn't say anything, and Starry picked up, "Wyatt's always generous."

"Wyatt ?"

Dillon listened and couldn't help but shout out.

He looked across at Filip, "You're still in the mood for sushi when Wyatt is shouting?"

Filip looked at him coldly, "You can get out if you don't want to eat."

"It's useless for you to get annoyed at me."

While Dillon was talking, Starry and the others had gotten up and left.

Black eyes looked at the bright yellow skirt, suddenly felt tasteless.

Filip let go of his chopsticks and took a sip of water, "I'm full."

Dillon, who had just eaten half of it: "You've only had a few bites, and you're already full?"

Filip didn't bother to pay attention to him, just picked up his hands and got up to go out.

Dillon looked at the lobster in front of him, and then looked at Filip's back, biting his tongue, and finally

decided that lobster smelled better.

He loves to eat or not, he loves to eat anyway!

Filip walked fast and caught up with Starry and the others in a few steps.

In Dillon's absence, he didn't deliberately go up to say hello, but just glanced at Starry.

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Wyatt pressed the door button, glanced at Filip outside the elevator, and raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Mr. Pearson?"

"You guys go first."

Filip stood there, expressionless, and threw out this sentence.

As soon as he said that, Wyatt let go of his hand.

The elevator door slowly closed, dark eyes looked at Starry standing between Izabella and Wyatt, and

for the first time he was so unconcealed.

Starry met his gaze, a rare moment of bewilderment.

The elevator door quickly closed, she pursed her lips, and could not help but also some doubts, Filip is

not really here to build the group.

Of course, this question, probably only Filip himself know.

When the elevator reached the lower floor, Starry stepped back to one side and let the people inside go

out first.

The elevator opened for the third time before reaching the floor where the four of them were staying.

The four of them walked to the end and stood at the door of their room to say when they would go

skiing in the afternoon.

Starry had just opened the door when the elevator in front of her dinged, she looked up and saw Filip

coming out of the elevator.

Izabella, who pushed open the door of the room, also saw it and looked at Filip, who came over, "It's

not here for you, is it, Starry?"

Starry's grip on the door handle tightened slightly, "Just a coincidence."

Just as she finished speaking, Filip stopped at the room across the hall from her room.

Izabella "Huh", "This is really not the usual coincidence."

With that, she asked Filip ironically: "Filip, you live in this room, huh?"

Filip glanced at Izabella: "Is there a problem?"

Izabella, of course, did not dare to have a problem, she shook her head and pushed the door open and

dashed straight into the room.

Filip glanced at Starry and asked rhetorically, "You live here?"

Starry nodded a little, "Hmm."

"Oh."

Filip responded, then added, "Austin booked the room."

Starry naturally knew, "I'm going back to rest."

"Hmm."

This Starry still believe that these small things, are Austin is responsible for, do not use Filip hands.

"I'll go in first, then."

Starry nodded and pushed the door into the room.

Wyatt hasn't entered the room yet, he looks at Filip and Filip looks at him.

Two people look at each other, what each other's mind, but also each other clear.

Wyatt hooked his lips and snorted, "I didn't know that Mr. Pearson was a deadbeat, too."

"That should be returned to you."

Filip said, took the room card and swiped open the door.

Wyatt snorted a laugh and turned into the room as well.

He really did not expect that Filip, this person, actually still do, let the staff group to cooperate with their

own chase of women things.

He underestimated Filip.