Chapter 61 The Gentle Look (Part One)

Name：College Girl Behind The Charming CEO Author：Little Red Cap
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After she finished her class in the afternoon, Leena arrived at Miguel's company early and waited for Miguel to get off work. Miguel asked, "Why are you waiting here? Why didn't you tell me that you are here? "

Leena said, "It's OK. I don't have anything else to do anyway. It's okay to wait for a while. "She had already left a bad impression on Mike since she had troubled Miguel two times already. If she disturb Miguel when he is working overtime, Mike will definitely be unsatisfied.

Miguel asked, "Have you eaten yet? "

"Not yet. "

"Let's have dinner together. "

"Okay! "Leena smiled.

Miguel took her hand and got in the car. He smiled at her and said, "I'm glad you came to see me. "

Leena just smiled without saying anything.

When they got in the car, Miguel said, "Do you have any plans after dinner? How about visiting our high school together? "

Leena agreed without hesitation since she didn't have any plan. It was good to go back to high school. After graduation, she had never gone back. Firstly, her new home was far away from t

r of a poor worker, but she didn't care about other people's opinions. She was satisfied as long as she can see Miguel every day.

Sometimes when she walked on the school road, she would always pay attention to the surrounding environment to see if Miguel appeared. She would be extremely happy if he appeared. If he walked in front of her, she would stare at him all the time. She almost forgot everything when she looked at his back; if he walked behind her, she would be particularly lively, talking and laughing with her classmates loudly in an attempt to attract his attention; if he just walked forward and quickly passed her, she would not dare to look at him. But when he walked away, she would keep looking back and reviewing the past moment.

She didn't know how silly she was at that time. She could like a person so much that she would secretly write his name, draw his portrait and hide it in her diary. When no one was around, she would repeat his name again and again, "Miguel, Miguel 'Miguel...' "It seemed that the name had been engraved in her heart.