Chapter 900 Being Suspicious (3)

The two still parted ways.

When Debbie was left behind by Mae to continue chatting, her phone in her pocket suddenly vibrated, and it was put in her butt pocket. Across the chair, the sound of the vibration was a little loud.

Mae immediately moved aside.

Without taking out her phone in a hurry, Debbie looked at the woman who was eager to leave and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"You fart."

"……" After a short silence, Debbie picked up a comb and threw it into the woman's arms. "What the hell are you talking about? You fart with such a sound?"

She didn't want to talk to this idiot anymore. She picked up the phone and looked at it for a few times. She found that it was a message from Baron, which probably meant that he had something to do all of a sudden and left first.

Pursing her lips, Debbie replied casually. Soon she was forced to put down her phone and was almost bewildered by Mae's nagging.

When she walked out of the crew, her brain was still buzzing. She felt that Baron was really merciless.

"If Mae doesn't do the pyramid selling, it's a waste of talent. I'm ashamed of my eloquence."

Allan scratched her ear and said, "Don't take your time to praise others.

Don't flatter yourself."

Debbie's face darkened. Then she heard Allan say, "I just saw Baron go out with the director. It is said that he is going to have a meal in Heaven and Earth Restaurant with several actresses of the crew."

"No actors?"

"Some."

"Then why do you only talk about actresses with an ambiguous look on your face?" Debbie rolled her eyes and despised him for his words.

It sounded like that the director took Baron out to have hidden rules with him. If she didn't believe Baron, she might be in a hurry for a while.

"I just want to tease you. I didn't expect you to be so calm. I'm impressed by your calmness."

Allan's words were like bullshit. Hearing that, De

e was sent, the phone call came. Debbie didn't stop and answered the phone directly.

"Hello?"

There was no noise on the other end of the line. Instead, it was a little quiet. It didn't seem to be a noisy place, which made Debbie feel relieved.

Baron's voice was a little hoarse, and he smiled, "Why do you suddenly want to check on me?"

Didn't she say that they should trust each other before?

"You said that on purpose, as if I am not qualified." Debbie didn't know what happened to her. She sneered, "Or do you really have something to hide?"

"You're so good at guessing. Just guess it." Baron didn't want to explain more. He just smiled and said in a totally different tone.

He looked calm and relaxed, as if what he was facing was not a questioning, but a warm greeting between old friends.

Such an attitude made Debbie feel a little embarrassed. She kept silent for a while and then said, "Guess what? If there is really something wrong, just say it yourself. According to your identity, how can you hide it?"

"I don't want to hide your identity, but you don't want to. I really want to put in a good word for you in front of others. But in other people's eyes, we should not know each other."

The more he said, the more suspicious he became.