CHAPTER 16: CHAPTER 16: YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU DID?

Julian Fairchild had no interest in talking to a drunk, but seeing Maeve Lane’s haughty demeanor, he somehow decided to respond, his magnetic voice resonating, "Why?"

Maeve Lane touched her own ear, drunk yet still appreciating beauty, "Your deep voice really sounds nice, but I’m a faithful person, I only like my boyfriend!"

Julian Fairchild’s tone instantly turned a bit cold, sounding slightly angry, "You have a boyfriend?"

"Yeah!"

Maeve Lane tried to pull away from him, but her body wobbled and she almost fell!

Luckily, Julian Fairchild grabbed her leg at the last moment!

But because Maeve Lane had been lying against his shoulder the whole time and he hadn’t noticed, now that she moved, Julian Fairchild discovered—

"Glue...?"

The one responsible had no idea what she had done, "How is there glue here, why are our clothes stuck together?"

Julian Fairchild gave a laugh of exasperation, "You have no idea what you did?"

Maeve Lane looked aggrieved, innocent, "I don’t know... Why are you sticking me to you? Oh, I get it, you want to be my boyfriend? But you’ll have to wait in line, a lot of people are waiting."

Meredith Monroe quietly hid herself, mourning for Maeve Lane for a few seconds, and quickly slipped away!

She could bet that Maeve Lane would definitely be on Aurelia University’s school paper tomorrow!

"Girl, you’re on your own!!"

Julian Fairchild tried to tug at his own shirt, and Maeve Lane’s clothes moved along with it.

The problem was, Maeve Lane was wearing a cropped top!

Gently tugging, the wonderful shape hidden beneath her clothes was a bit revealed!

Julian Fairchild immediately let go, realizing that she had planned this ahead, though he didn’t know when she applied it.

Now, the two of them were really "stuck" together.

"Things are getting stranger, it looks like the President is stuck with Maeve Lane!!"

"It really is, this glue is something else, there’s not a single gap..."

"Maeve Lane is really wild, going after a guy so assertively, I’ve heard before that if she chases someone, even the most aloof person won’t last more than three days!"

"Yeah, you know Drake Draper from the Computer Science department, right? He’s super handsome and has so many people confessing to him, but he wouldn’t even look at them. But Maeve Lane chased him for just two days before he agreed!"

"The way you put it, I feel like our President is going to fall!!"

"Although I really want to see Fairchild fall from grace, I never would’ve thought it would be Maeve Lane, of all people, that heartbreaker!"

Many girls looked at Maeve Lane with eyes full of "reproach."

The "heartbreaker" Maeve Lane mustered all her strength to escape from Julian Fairchild’s embrace, but Julian Fairchild impatiently tapped her head, his thin lips uttering two words—

"Quiet."

Maeve Lane cried out in pain and then restlessly squirmed, nearly exposing herself several times.

Julian Fairchild wasn’t trying to take advantage of Maeve Lane, but if he let go now, Maeve Lane would definitely fall down with her clothes in disarray.

Maeve Lane struggled multiple times to no avail, tears welling up in her eyes, "Do you have to hit me? How about I let my boyfriend hit you instead?"

Julian Fairchild kept a stern face, "Who?"

"Master Fairchild!"

Julian Fairchild: "..."

"You can hit him, but don’t hit his face!!"

The people below silently covered their eyes.

Oh God, is this really the Maeve Lane we know!!

Julian Fairchild glanced at the person clinging to him, hesitated for a moment, and decisively took off his own shirt!