Chapter 532 - Supper (2)

Janessa didn't like Sissy for no reason. It was possible that they exchanged contact information in a previous photography exhibition, or perhaps they joined the same photography group, but there was no more. Both of them took pictures of nature. Janessa rarely took photos of people. Sissy probably found that no matter how many sceneries she took, she still couldn't make herself famous. So she began to take another approach- taking photos of people. Some of her pictures were about old people who had experienced hardships. With some emotional words, they won a lot of applause on the Internet. She accumulated her fans in this way and did well in recent years.

Janessa didn't like to be sentimental. She just wanted to take simple photos. It was fine as long as someone could understand it. It didn't matter if no one could make sense of it. Anyway, an understanding friend was hard to find. Being obscure was nothing bad.

She didn't like Sissy because the latter took advantage of Armando with her stirring words. She was using Armando to satisfy the crowd, in order to increase her popularity!

"Bring it in first," Armando said as he walked to Janessa with a bowl in hand.

Janessa did not move. She slightly moved to the side to make way, "You bring it in."

Armando looked back at Janessa. She was not in a good mood. But he wasn't sure why she was angry, so he just lowered his head and brought the bowl in.

After Armando entered, Janessa said, "Close the door."

"The soundproofing here doesn't work. He still can hear it."

"It doesn't matter." Janessa looked at Sissy fiercely, "I just want to tell you. Stop your shooting. Stop it, no matter what he promised you. You have already disturbed his normal life."

Sissy rubbed the yam bean in her hand. It was a little hot. She blew hard. "I want to hear him say it."

This was like asking Janessa, "Who are you to him? Why are you speaking up for him? Your words are useless because you are nobody. You have no right to control him..."

Janessa tried to suppress her anger and said to Sissy, "You don't know what you took at all. What you wanted was just a photo and a few lines of words. You gloatingly made up a series of barren stories. You felt good about yourself, and you were happy that many netizens were moved, but what about the result? Is there any help to this nature? The poor are still as poor as ever. The rich who feel touched still travel across the world with their private flights. What have you done? You just consumed the poor to the satisfaction of the rich!"

The smile on Sissy's face gradually faded away.

In fact, opinions differed about different photography. Every photography exhibition would bring out different ideologies and arguments. Sissy seemed to remember who Janessa was. Last year, a woman publicly scorned a photo that won the award. It gained a lot of publicity. Of course, the woman did not apologize in the end. Some people said she was banned, and some said that she ran away.

No, she was still free and unrestrained in this world. She just ignored the rumors on the Internet.

Sissy was quite interested in this woman. She seemed to have even invited this woman to join her chat group, but they had not chatted much. She had seen Janessa's works, and they were all about natural scenery. Her techniques were very good, but the competition in the industry was great. These works could be filmed by anyone. It was nothing special.

"You are ... Janessa?" Sissy looked at her in disbelief, "It's actually you? You, why are you here? No ... He is your ... boyfriend?"

She thought for a moment and only felt surprised, "I didn't expect that he was actually your boyfriend. So I really shouldn't shoot him."

Janessa didn't know what to say.

For a moment, she didn't know if she should retort.

Armando just opened the door and came out. He looked at Janessa and said, "The eggs are getting cold. Hurry up and eat."

Janessa looked at Sissy again. Sissy shrugged slightly. "Alright, I know. I won't shoot anymore." Then she looked at Armando with a somewhat pitiful look, "So you two are a couple. I thought I would have a chance."

Armando was lost for words.

Janessa was rendered speechless.

"Did you quarrel over there because of me?" Sissy thought about it again, "Or is it because the soundproofing is too poor, so you don't want to sleep in the same room? It's okay. I can sleep in your room. This way, you won't be afraid of being heard..." She paused and then glanced at Armando who was stiffened, "Don't make big moves. I'm afraid I can hear it through several doors. I will say no more. I'm going to sleep."

After that, she went into Janessa's room and brought out the suitcase and the bowl filled with eggs and yam beans. Then, she went to her room and brought her luggage.

Janessa and Armando stood there, looking at each other in dismay.

No one said a word.

It was awkward.

Janessa couldn't explain at the most appropriate time. Now it would be very embarrassing to explain it, and how should she explain it?

Saying that Armando was not her boyfriend, but her nephew?

Who would believe that?

It was more than that.

However, their relationship was weird anyway. People would spite them if they knew.

Thinking for a moment, Janessa got up courage and followed Armando into his room.