Love Starts After We Break Up
Chapter 736

We met once before and both of them felt okay, so we are here today for a date.

To be honest, she was heartily disdainful of Brooklyn's birth.

If it weren't for the matchmaker saying he was handsome and now the heir to the Scott Family, she wouldn't have put herself down for a date with him.

You know, she's a post-doc.

This, coupled with thebookish family atmosphere, has given her an extraordinarily noble character.

What I despise most is the illegitimate children in the gentry, and the brassiness of the businessmen.

"Ada, you're not too young, so stop picking and choosing. Although this Brooklyn is not very good, but at least he is now the Scott Family's heir, do not know how many people are scrambling to marry him." Ada bristled and drew a tissue to wipe her hands.

"Mom, don't keep talking about my age, okay? I'm a post-doc, isn't marrying an illegitimate son a low match? I don't care, you pick another match for me, preferably one froma scholarly family like ours." "Okay, okay, Mom will help you pick again, but you don't give up on this Brooklyn either, okay?"

"Knowing that, I would consider this Brooklyn as a backup."

Ada impatiently returned the call and then hung up.

Outside, with a bottle of bathroom in hand, Amy, who was about to enter the bathroom, heard an earful and could not help but laugh lightly in derision.

Some people read more books, but forget the manners and shame that should be.

If you don't like people, just be honest, okay?

How dare you treat someone as a spare tire?

What shamelessness.

Amy looked at Ada who came out after washing her hands, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked.

As Ada walked past her, she pretended to be careless and pushed the hand sanitizer down on Ada's body.

"Yikes, what's wrong with you? Can you walk?"

Ada, wearing a camel-colored slim-fit sweater, looked at the sticky green hand sanitizer on her body and gasped.

Amy looked at her, "Sorry about that."

An apology, but not a few sincere in it.

Ada's face sank and she just felt she looked a little familiar.

After thinking about it, she remembered that she had just met Amy.

"You did that on purpose, didn't you?"

Ada asked in a cold voice as she watched Amy changing the hand soap in the bathroom.

Amy changed the hand sanitizer and clapped her hands and looked at her.

"This lady, at least you are also a post-doctoral, talk and act decently, but do not discredit intellectuals. If you despise people Brooklyn, do not agree to go out with them. So hypocritical, really make people despise."

After saying that, Amy crossed her and left straight away.

Ada was disliked with an alternating green and white face.

In an instant, Amy must have heard the conversation she had just had with her mother.

And she and Brooklyn know each other.

Don't go chewing on Brooklyn!

She doesn't want to give up on Brooklyn, at least not yet.

Ada hurriedly chased after her, looking around for Amy's figure.

Soon she found Amy, who was heading to the bartending area, and yanked her by the small of the arm.

"Stop right there and tell me the truth."

A painful sensation came from her arm, Amy's eyebrows knitted slightly and she looked at Ada.

"What do you want to say, this lady?"

"You just stained my clothes on purpose, shouldn't you apologize to me?"

Ada questioned.

Amy broke away from her, rubbed her small arm that was hurting from the tug, and laughed, "Your ears are okay, right? I remember apologizing to you just now."

Ada sneered, "Is that an apology? It's so shady! You deliberately soiled my clothes, I'll give you two choices. Either get down on your knees and apologize to me, or pay for one of my clothes." Asking her to get down on her knees and apologize?

Impossible.

Amy's red lips pursed, "This lady, how much is your dress, I'll compensate you for it."

Ada sneered, "Are you sure you want to pay for my clothes? This dress of mine is a well-known foreign brand, my first time wearing it, no more, no less, exactly three hundred thousand." 300,000 for a dress!

She works here part-time for only a few hundred dollars a night!

Amy's eyebrows knitted slightly, knowing that Ada was deliberately making things difficult for her.