The man in glasses didn't look well.
It wasn't just because he'd been pushed down.
It was also because of everyone's gazes.
Ella Morgan crossed her arms and stood in front of the bespectacled man.
That condescending gaze, that disgusted gaze, made the bespectacled man very uncomfortable.
You all deserve to die, you b * tch! B * tch …
Under everyone's gaze, the man in glasses turned around and left with his head lowered.
"Loser," Ella Morgan said in disdain, twitching her lips.
Seeing Chen Zhao and West in the distance, Ella Morgan pointed at them and blew them a kiss from afar.
The man in glasses was currently in a trance.
He kept muttering, "B * tch, I killed that * sshole who harassed you for you, but you still won't look me in the eye. You can go die too."
Ella Morgan didn't know that the man in glasses was already holding a grudge against her.
A short-haired female colleague came to Ella Morgan's side. "Ella, you better be careful. That man looks very uncomfortable."
"What's there to be afraid of?" Ella Morgan said viciously. "If he dares to harass me again, I'll castrate him."
"Where exactly did you meet him?" the colleague asked.
Not only Ella Morgan, but this female colleague also looked down on the bespectacled man.
A woman's first impression of a man was nothing more than his clothes and appearance. She couldn't possibly see through a person's heart at a glance.
Any woman would find it hard to accept a man with messy hair and old-fashioned clothes.
Women basically called this type of man a loser.
"I think he's a porter from the airport. He came to our shop a month ago and asked for a cup of coffee for breakfast every day. I talked to him for a while and then we didn't talk anymore. A few days ago, he wanted my phone number. Of course, I rejected him. I didn't expect him to come again today and want to go on a date with me. I really don't know what he's talking about."
I don't know what he's doing. "Ella Morgan glanced at the colleague beside her." Gage, where do you plan to go after work? "
"Let's go home," the female colleague, Gatla, said.
"You're boring too. Why don't we go to the bar for a drink? There are many handsome guys in the bar we went to last time. Maybe we can get to know one or two."
"No." Gage rejected Ella Morgan's suggestion. "I'd rather watch a soap opera at home."
"Gage … That … Can I stay at your house for a night?"
"Why are you staying at my place?"
"I was kicked out by the landlord."
"All right," Gaechlan said.
"Then shall we go back together after work?"
"Okay, by the way, I ran out of beer at home. After work, I'll go to the supermarket to buy some beer."
Gage looked like an ordinary girl, but Ella Morgan knew that she could hold her liquor very well.
Moreover, Gatkela's interests and hobbies were very different from a normal girl.
Ella Morgan had been to Gage's house.
Gatkela had even set up a workshop in his own house. Every day when he returned home, he would go back and make all sorts of strange things.
Sometimes, Ella Morgan even wondered if Gage was a man who had been reincarnated into the wrong body.
After work, the two of them went straight to the supermarket and brought a few boxes of canned beer out.
"Gage, are you a monster or not? Don't you think it's heavy? "
Gage was 1.7 meters tall, but he didn't look very strong. However, he found it hard to carry a box of canned beer by himself.
But Gage was carrying six boxes of beer with both hands.
Ella Morgan always felt that there was a monster living in Gage's body.
"If you're willing to spend an hour working out every day instead of spending it on men, you can too."
"Is your so-called working out blacksmithing? Gage, wake up. That's not what a woman should do. Women should be like me, dressing themselves up beautifully every day. You have to think of yourself as a princess, not a rough man. "
"Like you, going for an abortion every six months on average?" Gatkela rolled his eyes.
Just like how Ella Morgan couldn't understand Gage's way of thinking.
Gage also couldn't understand Ella Morgan's way of thinking.
After putting the beer in the trunk, the two of them drove home.
"Don't get touchy, b * tch." Gage couldn't stand Ella Morgan anymore.
This woman was completely unscrupulous. She was already groping her in the car.
"You don't have any muscles, so why are you so much stronger than me?"
Gage rolled his eyes at Ella Morgan. "A person's strength isn't all in their biceps. If you want big muscles, you should go watch bodybuilding competitions."
When they arrived at Gatkira's house, Ella Morgan opened the door and went in.
"Ella, aren't you going to move the beer?" Gage carried seven boxes of beer in.
"You can move them without me," Ella Morgan said. "Gage, the land around here is all yours, right?"
"Yes."
"If a real estate developer takes a liking to this land, you'll be rich."
"Forget it. It's such a remote place. Even if I sell it, I won't be able to sell it for much."
"It's indeed a bit remote, but if you sell it, you'll definitely be able to open your own restaurant. By then, I'll be your manager."
"If that day really comes, I'll definitely ask you to be the manager."
Gage took a can of beer and went to the workshop in the back.
Ella Morgan followed him to the back. The workshop was a small blacksmith shop.
Gage skillfully opened the vent of the furnace. Air entered the furnace, and the flames inside immediately rose.
On the other hand, Ella Morgan took down an exquisitely crafted longsword hanging on the wall.
"It's heavy. What's this thing used for?"
"This is a restoration of a game item. This sword was reserved by a gamer. It's twelve hundred dollars."
Ella Morgan sucked in a breath of cold air. "So expensive? Then aren't you rich? "
"It's only twelve hundred dollars. Is there a need to make such a big deal out of it? Also, I spent half a month making this sword. On average, I didn't even earn a hundred dollars a day. "
"This is extra income on top of your job," Ella Morgan said. "I really want to learn from you."
"Forget it. You can't even pick up that hammer."
"Gage, although I'm not as strong as you, you're underestimating me. That hammer looks like it's only about twenty kilograms."
"You can try it."
Unconvinced, Ella Morgan went to the hammer. She held the handle and wanted to lift it, but she realized that the hammer was heavier than she thought.
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