Chapter 133 - Write Oneself Off As Hopeless (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Jealous of your good looks? Whenever I go out, there are always people praising me for being cute. As for you, every time you go out, are there always people praising you for being handsome?”

“Who says there aren’t any? Look at all these posters on Instagram that have been shared by so many people. They’re all praising me for being handsome. Do you have any?”

Quinn tapped on the screen of his phone and raised it in front of Lauren for her to look at.

Lauren closed her eyes.

“I’m not looking, I’m not looking. I don’t want to look at ugly people.”

“Who are you calling ugly? If I’m ugly, you’re ugly too. Don’t you know that this kind of thing is hereditary?”

The two began to argue with each other again. Franklin stood in the middle and silently braided Lauren’s hair.

He was already very familiar with the technique now. With just a few moves, he successfully braided Lauren’s hair.

Lauren took out a small mirror from her pocket dimension and looked at herself.

“Wow, Franklin, your braiding is getting faster and better. Do you have another sister? Is that why you’re improving so fast?”

Lauren pursed her lips and said with jealousy.

Where did this come from?

Franklin’s expression was a little unnatural. He would never tell Lauren that he had actually hired a teacher.

Of course, just because he did not say it did not mean that other people would not say it. For example, Quinn was someone who simply could not keep his mouth shut.

“Of course not. Franklin hired a teacher to teach him how to braid hair.”

Quinn recalled the day when he went to Franklin’s office and saw Franklin being surrounded by a group of colorful wig dolls.

He shook his head. It still haunted him.

After listening to what Quinn said, Lauren’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Franklin, is it true what Quinn said? Did you learn to braid hair because of me?”

Franklin didn’t know what to say.

As a CEO, it would be shameful to admit it.

He was at a loss as he picked up the hair-braiding equipment on the table.

“I…I’ll go put these things away first.”