My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy
Chapter 664 Perspective Eye Upgrade (1)

"Dorian, where are we going?" The young driver looked at the position of Nicolas and Dorian through the car's interior mirror and asked.

"Let's go directly to my home." Nicolas said, looked at Dorian and asked, "Is that okay?"

Dorian nodded, and then he closed his eyes.

About half an hour later, the caravan drove into the centrally located neighborhood.

This one neighborhood was a high-end residential area in the centre of the city.

Nicolas bought a house here and spent all of his savings since his debut.

Soon, the caravan stopped at the entrance of building number eight.

Nicolas and Dorian then dismissed the staff and went straight into the building wearing caps, large sunglasses, and masks, fully armed.

Taking the lift, the two of them made their way into Nicolas's home on the 19th floor.

His house was a large flat floor, with a floor area of 500 square metres.

As soon as he entered, Nicolas gently leaned down and, on the shoe rack at the door, took a pair of white slippers and placed them at Dorian's feet. Subsequently, he took another pair of the same type of white slippers and put them on her own feet.

After Dorian changed his shoes, he lifted his hand and gently rubbed his hair, "Thanks."

With those words, he walked to the front of the living room sofa and sat down.

That intimate action just now caused Nicolas to blush uncontrollably.

Between him and Dorian, it had subtly changed since then.

Trying to calm his emotions, Nicolas walked over to Dorian, sat down, and asked, "What do you want to see me about?"

Just at this time, Nicolas's mobile phone vibrated.

An unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen.

Nicolas then pressed answer with eyes full of puzzles, "Hello."

"Hello, is this Nicolas?"

On the other end of the phone, a gentle girl's voice rang out.

Dorian then unhappily frowned, casually picked up a tangerine on the table, peeled it, eating it piece by piece, looking distracted.

"It's me. you are..."

"I'm your fan, I'm the third young lady of Globe Group, my name is..."

Before the words were finished, Dorian directly took Nicolas' phone and pressed hang up.

The action was domineering.

Nicolas frowned with displeasure and looked at Dorian and asked, "What are you doing?"

"No chatting with her."

"Why?"

"A woman called you for some reason, don't you know why?"

".What's that got to do with you?" Nicolas frowned and complained, quite resentful of Dorian's sudden grabbing of his phone.

"It's of my business."

"Domineering."

"You have a problem with that?"

"Dorian, you're looking for a fight, aren't you?"

Dorian laughed lightly, "Fine. Hit me."

Nicolas was really too tired and had absolutely no energy to continue messing around with Dorian.

So he coldly gave Dorian a blank stare, took the pillow behind him, hugged it in his arms and asked, "What do you want from me?"

Dorian, "We have a show tomorrow, but you don't have rehearsal, right? That's a brand new dance step, you shouldn't be skilled yet, right?" Nicolas, "Well, yes, I'm going to practice it later."

Dorian, "I'll help you."

Nicolas, "You came for this?"

He felt loss at this.

What exactly was he imagining?

Dorian looked at him with a smile, a touch of playfulness in his eyes, "What do you expect me to come to you for?"

This look made Nicolas nervous, "I did not hope for anything."

Dorian shallowly hooked his lips, "Oh."

Just at this time, his mobile phone vibrated.

The caller was their teammate, Kaleb.

Dorian then pressed the answer.

"What's the matter?"

"Don't we have a performance tomorrow? I have a set of moves that I can't handle. Can you come and help me? I'm in the company's practice room." Dorian frowned slightly, "You can find someone else. I'm not available."

Kaleb, "But no one else is available either."

Dorian, "Then you'll watch the video and learn it by yourself."

After that, he hung up the phone directly, not a word of nonsense.

Seeing this, Nicolas said, "Why don't we go to the company and practice with him?"

Dorian, "Not interested."

Nicolas, "..."

Dorian, "It's not like I specialize in teaching people how to dance."

Nicolas,.."

Jocelyn finished washing up and picked up a bottle of black perfume with the Chanel logo on it, ready to spray it.

However, there was no response no matter how much she pressed inside.

This perfume, last month, she got the brand to customize it to her liking.

The scent was unique.

The perfume took a whole month from the time it was made to the time it was delivered to her.

It just arrived yesterday.

She just tried the scent and left it here.

But she didn't expect that now it won't come out.

Normally, when she encountered such a situation, she would have simply not wanted it.

But because she liked the perfume so much, she really couldn't throw it away.

The bottle was sealed and completely unscrewable.

So, she then opened her perspective eyes, intending to see what was inside the bottle.

Soon, her gaze, directly penetrating the bottle, entered inside.

However, no matter how she looked, she could not see what had gone wrong with the bottle of perfume.

After about a few seconds, suddenly in her mind, incomparably strange images began to appear.