Telling Lies, loving you Chapter 149 Do You Think I Am Blind

"Okay."

Scott agreed after glancing at Walter. In fact, he wanted to show himself in front of Walter, because he
wanted to let him know that only he could give the best thing to Michelle.

During the meal, except Emily and Olivia, the other three people were not happy.

The two men were staring at each other. Michelle was caught in the middle and felt very uncomfortable.
How could anyone eat anything when faced with such a situation?

Perhaps, it was time to have a good explanation with Walter. After all, she and Scott were serious, and
there was no selfish motive in it.

After they walked out of the restaurant, Emily made a self-introduction to Walter, "Hello, I'm Emily. You
can call me Lily."

Walter reached out friendly and introduced himself, "Walter Cheng."

Emily made a face and stuck out her tongue at him. And Walter didn't even look at her. Then they
started their journey home. After the three women were sent home, the two men just stayed for a while
before they got up and left.

After they went out of the door, the two men immediately stood there and neither of them spoke.

"Shouldn't we have a good talk?"

Seeing that Scott was leaving, Walter stopped him hurriedly. Scott stopped and turned to one side
slightly, "what do you want to talk about?"

"We are brothers. Let's fight to the finish!"



They drove their car to a place where no one was around. Scott opened the door and got off, and
Walter followed him closely.

"Walter, we can't make a decision on love. If you want a fight, I will be there. "

Scott stood beside the railing, he looked at the distance, with calm tone.

Walter had already clenched his hands into fists. He was about to hit him out the next second, but he
did not do so. If it was not because of their relationship in the past, he would really have a fight with
Scott!

"If you are a man, you should be serious!" As soon as he finished speaking, a fist directly flew towards
Walter, and finally landed on his handsome face.

Walter felt a sharp pain on his lips and his fingers were already stained with blood. Without hesitation,
he raised his hand and gave Scott a punch, but Scott did not dodge.

Similarly, both of them got bruises on their faces, which was somewhat detrimental for their images.

It was not anyone's fault that love made trouble.

But that was not enough to relieve their anger. When Scott returned, the two ended up lying on the
ground fighting. Such a wonderful scene might cause another panic if it was photographed by
reporters.

After the fight, both of them sat on the grass dejectedly and panted heavily.

Turning his head around, Scott threw another punch at Walter's chest. With smile on their faces, they
said, "let's go for a drink."

"Okay." Walter promised without any hesitation when facing Scott's requirement.



They put their arms around each other's shoulders and went to a small restaurant in a remote area. It
was very dark inside. Although the door was open, they couldn't see anyone.

"Boss, the store is closed?"

Walter walked in first and greeted the boss.

"Not yet. This way, please." The owner of the store told them to sit in a corner, which was the quietest
place.

"Boss, please bring two bottles of wine and two dishes."

"Okay. Please sit down and the dinner will be ready soon. " The owner said with a smile and then
rushed into the kitchen.

After a short while, all of them were served on the table. The owner didn't say anything more. He
glanced at the two and left.

Scott and Walter were all hurt on their face. No one knew what happened.

"Well, do you feel the way the owner looks at us is a little weird?" Walter was always lively and active.
He was more popular among woman than Scott.

But he didn't want to involve with women. Because he felt that as a man, he should be faithful to his
beloved woman. But now, he had no choice but to let it go as Michelle had fell in love with Scott.

It must be false to say that he didn't feel sad.

The woman he had loved for more than three years suddenly became the girlfriend of his good friend.
What a big blow? However, as long as she was happy, it was the most important.

Scott glanced at him, but he couldn't help laughing while lowering his head.



"I say you are someone with fame and prestige. You don't have to treat me to dinner in such a shabby
way, do you?"

"Get out if you don't drink." Walter casted a reproachful glance, picked up his glass and started pouring
wine into the glass.

They clinked glasses and drank up.

"I've liked her for three years. I remembered that I met her for the first time under the cherry tree in a
park. Back then, it was in the middle of the cherry season and all the red petals were falling with the
wind. Michelle was standing alone under a tree. Her long hair covered half of her face, but I could still
feel the sadness in her eyes. Immediately, I was attracted by her and took a photo of it. But only her
profile. "

After he finished speaking, Walter looked up at the glass and drank it up. He drank too fast and fainted
soon.

Listening to him, Scott poured himself a glass of wine.

"Scott, you bastard!" Walter bent over the table and pointed at the man in front of him.

Scott knew that it was his fault, but he couldn't control his feelings. Moreover, it was up to Michelle to
decide who she liked or disliked.

Thinking of this, Scott felt like crying but had no tears, so he continued to raise his head to drink.

By the bottom of the wine, they had both fallen to the ground. Seeing this, the owner of the store
quickly came over and patted the shoulders of the two people. "I'm sorry, sir. We're going to close.
Would you like to go home now?"

The dazed Scott raised his head and looked at the owner. "Yes, we're leaving right now."



He mumbled, but then he was about to stand up to help Walter. But the next second, both of them fell
to the ground. Scott was really in a coma, Walter was more serious than him.

When the owner didn't know what to do, Scott's phone suddenly rang, and it rang in time.

When the phone was connected, Michelle asked anxiously, "Scott, are you home?"

She could feel the hostility between two men during the dinner tonight.

The owner glanced at the two men lying on the ground and said, "Miss, the person you are looking for
is drunk here. Would you like to come and pick him up? Our store is about to close. We can't just wait
like this. "

"Okay, I'm coming to pick him up."

She was right. What she had been worried about finally happened. But the owner told her that there
were two people in the shop. If she guessed rightly, they were Scott and Walter.

But she didn't feel it strange when they drank together.

Ten minutes later, Michelle arrived at her destination.

Opening the door of the restaurant, she saw two tall and powerful men in a mess on the ground. She
rushed there, patted on Scott's face and called out his name.

But Scott was so drunk that he couldn't hear her.

With the help of the owner of the restaurant, they finally got in the taxi. There was no hotel nearby, so
she had to let the taxi driver park in the nearest hotel.



After ordering two bedrooms, Michelle and the staff of the hotel sent the drunk two into the rooms one
by one.

After expressing her thanks, Michelle stood beside the bed, hands on hips, looking at the two men who
fell asleep on the bed. She had a headache.

As a girlfriend, she was supposed to take care of Scott. But for Walter, she...

After she thought for a while, she still wiped the shoulder for Scott with a hot towel. As for Walter, she
covered him with a quilt and lower the temperature in the room.

It was very dark outside and it was difficult to call a taxi at this time, so she had to stay here.

When the sun rose, the bright sunshine shone in through the floor to ceiling windows, hitting directly on
the three people.

Scott was the first one to wake up. After all, he drank less than Walter last night. He pressed his
throbbing temples with his hand, frowned and looked around.

When he found the woman sleeping soundly on the sofa, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He uncovered the thin quilt on his body, carefully got out of bed, walked to her side, held her waist and
walked to the bed.

The woman in the dream suddenly felt her body hung in the air, and she was so frightened that she
immediately opened her eyes!

With her eyes wide open, Michelle looked at his handsome face. She couldn't help turning her head to
one side shyly.

"Why don't you get more sleep?" She asked.



"I had a terrible headache, so I woke up."

He mentioned that he had a headache. Michelle was frightened again. She struggled to get out of his
arms, but he held her even tighter. However, she was afraid that she would fall from his arms, so she
had to put her arms around his neck.

"Hey, you two, stop showing off your affection in front of me! I'm not blind!" Walter said from the back of
the two people. Michelle and Scott turned their heads and saw Walter, who was in a good mood.

He was sitting on the bed and looking at them angrily.

Michelle patted on the shoulder of Scott and wanted to come down. However, this time, Scott did not
refuse, but put her on the ground obediently.

"Why did you wake up at this time?" Scott replied with an angry tone.

Walter only felt wronged. How he could control when he wake up? If it was true, then what was the
effect of the alcohol?


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