Chapter 150 Be Yourself（2）

• WAYLEN
• “What? Why? No,” I replied. My fingers were almost in my hair when I remembered the gel. Evelyn sat up, and her leg bounced nonstop. “Why would you think that?”
• “I don’t know,” Evelyn said. She fucking knew. These teenagers were too smart, especially her. I dropped into the single couch opposite her. “She never wants to talk about you. When she does, she doesn’t say much. I figured something was up.”