Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute

Chapter 85 She's pretty

Dillon froze and subconsciously turned around. Once he did, he saw Filip standing behind him at some

point.

Dillon was a bit vain and coughed a few times, "Ah, the moon is quite full tonight."

He said and raised his finger to the sky, "Filip when did you get here, why didn't you tell me?"

Filip swept him off his feet, "After you said Starry was long-suffering."

Dillon rubbed his nose, "Wanna play a round?"

Filip inclined his head to look at the projection screen not far away, "Not interested."

Dillon was about to say something else when Filip had already turned his attention to Thomas, "What's

the situation?"

When Dillon saw this, he knew they wanted to talk about business and had to walk away sagely.

Five minutes later.

Dillon looked at Thomas who approached him, "Where's Filip?"

Thomas pointed to Filip, who was walking toward the car, "Let's go."

Dillon tsked, "Do you think he's been acting weird lately?"

Thomas gave Dillon a look, "Did he? I don't think so."

He's not as nosy as Dillon.

Filip reentered the car, he did not rush to drive away.

People sitting in the car, looking through that windshield a dozen meters away from a group of people

cheering lively, he looked like a world with them completely different.

Dillon's phrase "Starry is also quite long-suffering, the people he likes are such a type" suddenly came

up, Filip frowned, feeling inexplicably annoyed. NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

He reached to the side and took a cigarette, lowered his head and lit it, smoked half of it, he simply put

it out, stepped on the gas and drove away.

Starry and Hamish two people were forced by netizens to put together cp, two people with high face

value, kowtowing to them two people than Hamish's fans are more.

In addition to Starry is Starlight, book fans, Hamish is young and handsome, a proper young star, book

fans are the two substituted into one of Starry's book inside a pair of male and female protagonists.

The two people were the main search "sweetest sibling" for a night of Twitter hot list one, until the next

morning after nine o'clock, the hot topic slowly fell off the hot list.

Catherine had thought that the heat of the matter was going to drop, and that no one would be talking

about it for another day.

However, I did not expect that there was a mishap at noon.

I don't know which one of them brought it up, saying that "the sweetest sister and brother love a ghost,

obviously is the most miserable stand-in".

A small essay titled "You guys think too much, Hamish is just a stand-in" came out of nowhere and

instantly lifted Starry and Hamish from the bottom of the search.

The small essay, starting with Hamish and Filip's resemblance, uses two portraits to prove that Starry is

just using Hamish as a stand-in for Filip.

"... those two portraits, the first one President Bradley took the initiative to paint, the most prominent is

Hamish's eyes, look carefully, President Bradley made a small change to Hamish's nose, of course, we

can also Of course, we can also consider it as President Bradley's unintentional creation, randomly

painted nose. And the second, Hamish to President Bradley to ask the portrait inside, the portrait inside

the angle, a glance over, and President Bradley's ex-husband, at least seven points similar. This is still

the sweetest sister and brother love ah, this Hamish is not the proper Mr. Pearson stand-in?"

Because of this small essay, Filip was also brought on the hot search.

Dillon saw the hot search and gossiped and called Filip, "Filip, you're in the hot search, do you know?"

Filip hung up the phone straight away, and just after he hung up, he heard someone knocking on the

door.

"Come in."

Austin came in holding the file, "Mr. Pearson, this is the file related to project a."

Filip looked up at him and responded indifferently, "Leave it."

Austin put down the file, but the person hadn't left yet.

Filip frowned slightly, "What else is going on?"

Austin looked at him and subconsciously straightened his back, "Mr. Pearson, you're in the hot seat, do

you need me to take care of it?"

"What's hot?"

The black eyes obviously sank, Austin's back was even colder, he hurriedly took the phone out and

handed it to Filip, "This."

Filip saw "Mr. Pearson's double" on the ninth hot search on the list, and he clicked in, but in a few

seconds, he finished reading the key information in it.

"Withdrawn."

"Yes, Mr. Pearson."

Austin took back his phone, turned around and went out to contact people to withdraw the hot search.

The hot search was quickly withdrawn, and Catherine was pressing Hamish's hot search, and the

matter died down in just two hours.

It was a few days after Starry knew all this, and Izabella was tentatively asking her if she still couldn't

let Filip go.

Starry paused in his tea making motion, "Why do you ask me that?"

Izabella was afraid of making Starry feel bad, so she spoke politely, "I heard that you drew two portraits

of your company's newcomer, Hamish. I took a look and thought that the Hamish in those two paintings

looked quite similar to Filip."

Starry handed the brewed tea to Izabella, "No, you're overthinking it, Izabella."

She returned to this question with a calm face and a few smiles on her face, half embarrassed and

embarrassed by the puncture.

For a moment, Izabella was a little confused as to whether Starry was telling the truth or not.

Probably guessing that she didn't believe her, Starry added with a light smile, "I'm serious."

Izabella breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

She said, picking up her cup of tea and taking a sip, "But seriously, that Hamish, he does look quite

similar to Filip."

"Is that so?"

Starry took a bite of shortbread, "I don't feel like it."

"Of course, it doesn't look like that when you look closely."

Izabella didn't want to mention Filip either, and the conversation quickly digressed.

Although the matter about Hamish is Filip understudy soon no heat, but still the circle of people are

recently talking about this matter, also on Starry only focus on writing books, only not clear.

The Richards knew about it and had a fit, and Harris looked at Hamish who was unconcerned, "No

way, you can still be so calm when you're a stand-in?"

Hamish raised his eyelids, "How are you sure I'm a stand-in?"

Maybe not?

Hearing this from him, Harris, who was drinking water, choked directly, "Don't you tell me that you really

like Starry?"

Hamish didn't say anything, just played with the rubber band in his hand.

Harris, however, guessed what Hamish was thinking, "I advise you not to play with fire; your

grandfather has already had a good deal of anger."

"It's not the first time he's gotten angry."

Harris heard him say this and got more and more headache, "Starry is that good?"

Hamish lifted his eyes absently, "She's pretty."

"What's the use of being pretty?!"

"Ugly works?"

Harris, speechless, looked at Hamish and half-heartedly stifled the words, "You're playing with fire."

"It's pretty fun."

"..."