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The comments on the net were not nice at all, most of them were about Jasmine.
Just scanned it quickly, but already saw a lot of comments that were very nasty, some said Jasmine seduced men because she was young.
Some also said that she was cheeky, that she was learning bad things at such a young age, and that she was selling her bodyâ¦.
She didnât keep reading them, because she would only get angrier. When she got into the car at the airport, Boyce told the driver, âTo HQ University.â
Armand reached out and slapped the driverâs hand, âDonât mind him, weâre going to #1 Manor.â
âIâm not going home.â Boyce frowned, he had to check on Jasmine.
Armand looked at him and furrowed his eyebrows, he thought he was a fool, now Armand found out Boyce was a fool, he hunched over, âIf you go to see her now, you will only hurt her more, it will mend their relationship. Try to imagine, if you go to her college now, what would she look like, what would others think? You are a man, you will not suffer any loss, she is just a girl, how will she face others in the future, how will she stand in society, how will others look at her?â.
After calming down, Boyce thought it was right, if she went to college now, it would only make the situation worse.
âTell me her address, Iâll go see her, you should go home and get cleaned up.â said Armand.
Boyce patted him on the shoulders, âThanks, I wasnât thinking straight before.â
Gal n o v el s . com is your destination for fiction Armand shrugged and then took his hand away, âYouâre so boring, are we good friends? No need to thank me.â
Boyce laughed, he knew that was his character and didnât take it to heart. He was concerned about when this story had come out and to what extent it had become known. He still didnât know anything. And he really needed to get cleaned up, calm down and sort through everything that was coming up.
They drove to Boyceâs place, Armand didnât get out of the car, he asked again for Jasmineâs address so he could go visit her, it had to be done quickly, because people were talking.
If they dragged it out too long, it had nothing good for either of them.
Boyce wanted to know how Jasmine was doing now, after getting out of the car, he told him, âGo to the university gate and tell them youâre looking for Jasmine, freshman, someone will tell them.â
Armand nodded, then said, âDonât think too much, Iâm here, and in the worst case, we still have Matthew. His companyâs public relationship is not at all, theyâve had a lot of difficult situations, but it all worked out.â
Boyce clenched his fist and slapped his shoulder several times, he didnât say any words of thanks but Armand understood what he meant.
âDonât get sentimental on me, Iâm leaving now.â Armand lifted his chin, this was nothing to him because of their close relationship. He asked the chauffeur to leave.
The driver pulled away, he looked at the man in the rear view mirror, âThat guy, thatâs the same guy thatâs on the news right?â Armand was speechless.
âYou watch the news while driving?â Armand blinked, was this news really that viral now?
The driver laughed, âSometimes I do watch the news on my phone to pass the time, to find something fun to do, gossip always gets our attention, thatâs why it spreads so fast.â
Armand understood, why wouldnât a story about an old man with a college student get attention?
There are enough people who donât have much to do, they like to be on the net, post extreme comments, they like to look for trouble on the Internet.
âThe issue is that the person who is my friend, tell me now, is it illegal for me to be in love?
There is no law for a couple with such an age difference, is there?â
The cab driver laughed and said, âYes, you are right, if you are rich, who wouldnât want someone young? All rich men have wives at home, but a girlfriend out there, they are enjoying their life.â
Armand frowned, why didnât this sound so good in his ears?
He was talking about the relationship between old and young, why was the driver talking about the rich and their girlfriends, his approach was totally different.
He sighed, he wouldnât be able to explain it well, or he would explain it, but the other party would still be thinking about something else, so he kept quiet.
âI forgot to ask, where are we going?â asked the driver, who remembered that Boyce had said a university, so he asked, âIs it HQ University?â
Armand made a face of circumstance, looked at the driver and said in a cold tone, âHow clever you are.â
âNo, no, the photo, the background there is HQ University, right. And your friend also mentioned it just now, I guess you want to go there.â The driver laughed and said he hadnât realized Armand was upset.
The driver was very talkative, as a driver, it was boring to drive every day, so he liked to talk to his customers, this way the time passed faster.
Armand closed his eyes and pretended to be tired, that he didnât want to talk, so the driver couldnât bother him anymore, he drove quietly. When they arrived, he reminded him, âWeâre here.â
Armand opened his eyes, took his wallet out of his pocket and pulled a bill from inside, waited for the driver to give him the change, took it and said, âItâs not easy to earn money nowadays.â
What he meant was that money wasnât raining from the sky.
The driver had just been talking about rich people, clearly he had a rich-hating thought.
Boyce being the person he was, it was no good giving him the name rich person.
It would get him in trouble.
The driver stopped smiling, as if realizing that Armand was upset, Armand got out of the car and the cab drove off right after.
Armand slouched coldly and no longer gave it a thought. There are a lot of people like that, he didnât want to bother with them. He walked into the university and asked at the gate, âIâm looking for Jasmine in first.â
The guard looked at him and asked, âWho are you?â.
âIâm her family, please tell her, thank you.â Armand smiled and said.
The guard picked up his phone and called Jasmineâs class tutor.
After this, everyone at the university already knew, Jasmine was being interrogated in the mentorâs office.
This kind of story also had an effect on the university.
Everyone would question the quality of the universityâs teaching, they would wonder if the students had bad character, the society would not accept them and doubt them.
Quickly the guard hung up, then said to Armand, âYou can go, itâs office building number two, the third floor is the office of the freshman class one mentor.â
The guard opened the door, Armand said thank you and went in.
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