Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime
Chapter 1348

Chapter 1348: Chapter 1348

Zara Jameson immediately replied: "Maybe they started early."

Purple Summers said: "Still have the energy to play on the phone, looks like Allen Rivera is quite restrained."

Zara Jameson said: "Prosecutor Allen has always been very restrained."

"If he can restrain himself in such matters, it’s incompetence, isn’t it?"

Along with a big laughing emoji.

Jane McCain, feeling both shy and annoyed, immediately sent a message: "You two! Treating me like I’m dead, huh!"

After sending the message, she realized that the last message came from Aria Jackson, who rarely speaks and is mostly lurking.

Jane McCain: "Feeling so bummed, even Sister Aria is mocking me..."

Aria Jackson quickly retracted the message.

Jane McCain: "..."

Aria Jackson said: "Janie, be good, you didn’t see anything... That guy recently got promoted, can’t afford any trouble."

Purple Summers with a serious face: "Aria Jackson, where’s your dignity?"

Aria Jackson: "Ha, what a joke, I’m too lazy to argue with a 30-year-old virgin."

Purple Summers: "..."

Zara Jameson: "..."

Jane McCain: "..."

System: Aria Jackson has retracted a message.

Purple Summers again seriously criticized Aria Jackson: "The basic ethics of online chatting are no fighting, no rumors, no retractions!"

Aria Jackson: "Huh? How did you all know I retracted it?"

After a while, Aria Jackson sent another message: "This feature is poorly designed. Retraction messages should disappear silently, right? How can it alert everyone? So not cute."

The chat group fell into a long silence.

Jane McCain felt exhausted...

Just about to put down the phone and sleep, she saw a few new messages pop up, Jane glanced at them, they were cheering her on, encouraging her to stand firm and not give in too easily to Allen Rivera.

Jane McCain edited her message, her fingers tapping a few times, then she couldn’t help but stop...

She looked at the phone screen, after a moment, she deleted the text she had written "Absolutely stand firm", one by one.

Absolutely what?

Stand firm on what?

Speaking of this, even she didn’t believe it, if it weren’t for him stopping earlier, she probably would have surrendered... completely lost, where would she find the willpower to resist temptation?

It’s just impossible...

...

The next day, Jane McCain woke up particularly early.

Yesterday, after a whirlwind journey, having dinner with family and friends, feeling all kinds of tensions, then horsing around for a long time with Allen Rivera, she thought she’d sleep in for sure, so she set an alarm for seven, but ended up waking just past six.

Maybe it’s because the environment was unfamiliar.

She tried to catch some extra sleep, but couldn’t feel any drowsiness, so she got up and washed up.

The outside was dimly lit, with a faint glow.

Looking out the window, she could see the snow-covered courtyard, layers of plum blossoms. Looking further out, there were misty mountains and stars that hadn’t yet faded from the sky.

This place is truly beautiful.

He grew up here, didn’t he?

Did he also gaze at those stars?

Jane McCain leaned by the window, lost in thought.

Waking up too early with nothing to do, even if she wanted to chat online, she might not find anyone awake.

She dressed, went out for a stroll. The mountain air was fresh and crisp, deeply breathing it in, swallowing it down, felt like sucking on a mint candy, exceptionally refreshing.

Appreciating the scenery was one thing, but she also wanted to familiarize herself with the environment. If she could "coincidentally" discover Allen Rivera’s place, that would be even better.

She clutched her heart, self-reprimanding: feeling infatuated so early in the morning, that’s not good.

Yes, not good.

Jane McCain wandered a few steps and saw a courtyard planted with maple trees. After a few more steps, she saw another courtyard with pine trees.

Suddenly, she felt like everything was perfectly clear.

This is too easy to guess, isn’t it? Name something and that’s what they plant, so Allen Rivera’s courtyard must have poplar trees.

She wasn’t particularly familiar with tree species, but maple and pine trees were easy to spot, and poplar trees were quite common too.

She continued strolling with confidence, initially with some enthusiasm for the scenery, but gradually becoming impatient.

Because she still hadn’t seen a single poplar tree.