When bAshley /basked this questionb, /bshe carefully observed bFerris/b, as if afraid of missing any expression on his face.

Ferris casually bscrolled /bon his phoneb: /bb“/bAurora doesn’t deserve him.”

bDespite /bhis saying this, bAshley /bstill bfelt /bsomething was boff/b.

bAfter /bchatting with Milo for a whileb, /bsuddenly a mindlink came without warning.

[bYou’ve /btaken a fancy to Milo Ellisonb? /bnning bto /bremarry and bbe /bbMrs. /bEllisonb, /bare we bnow/bb?/bb] /b

I couldn’t bhelp /bbut bite my lipb, /bfeeling humiliated and angry.

Was he mocking bme/bb? /b

Butb… /b

Wait! Ferris had never sent me messages over such trivial matters before.

Even if bI /bfell for another man, would Ferris care?

But this sentenceb… /bwhy did it sound like jealousy…

Jealousyb? /b

Was that possibleb? /b

Would he?

I nced up toward Ferris’s direction and saw him ying with Ashley’s hair. Ashley didn’t know what to say to him, smiling brilliantly, her eyes looking at him with hot and ambiguous gazes.

Ferris didn’t avoid her.

They looked like a couple deeply in love.

Watching this scene, my heart still felt sour, unstoppably so, and I simply looked away.

Milo sensed something, looked at me, then nced at Ferris.

He narrowed his eyesb, /bseeming to perceive something.

I didn’t reply to Ferris’s message, and he didn’t bother me again.

Since this conference was held in Silver Moon Pack, with Ferris as one of the main sponsors, he and Ashley were naturally arranged in the front row in the most prominent positions.

Low bdiscussions /bcould be heard around us from time to time, filled with undisguised envy and sighs-

“I heard Professor Colton is sitting in the front row… that’s a chance for close interaction.”

b“/bbYes/bb, /bthose who can bsit /bin the first row are either industry bigwigs or major sponsors.”

I unconsciously nced toward the front row.

Milo noticed my gaze and chuckled softly, leaning over: b“/bYou want to bsit /bin the front row toob?/bb” /b

I came back to my senses and shook my head: b“/bbIt’s /ball the same to me where bI /bsit.”

Milo leaned over and whispered: “bDon’t /bbworry/b, beven /bif bAshley /bhas a chance to binteract /bwith bProfessor /bbColton/b, she definitely bwon’t /bcatch his eye.”

His tone carried an imperceptible protectivenessb, /bas ifforting and also defending me.

I looked at him sidewaysb, /bmy heart stirring.

Milo continuedb: /b“After the bconference /bends, bI’ll /btake byou /bto meet the professor. bHe’s /bbeen thinking about you all these yearsb–/byou bwere /bhis most outstanding

student.”

b“/bbAfter /bthe conference endsb, /be with me bto /bmeet Professor Colton.”

Milo continued: “The professor has missed you very much all these years. After all, you were his most outstanding student back then.”

On the other side, Ashley gently shook Ferris’s arm: “Ferris, after the conference endsb, /bcan you find a way for me to meet Professor Colton aloneb?/bb” /b

Ferris nced at bher/bb: /b“What do you wanna dob?/bb” /b

“I want to be his student,” Ashley said in a coquettish whisper. “But I heard he has very high standards for selecting studentsb. /bI’m afraid I won’t have a chance to meet him, so…b” /b

Ferris said indifferently: “bI /bcan help you bask/b, but he might not agree.”

Ashley looked at him puzzledly: “Why?i” /i

Ferris curved his lips in a smileb, /ba trace of coldness appearing in his eyes: “Because he probably doesn’t like me very much.”

Ashley was stunned.

Well, she didn’t see thising.

Ferris didn’t bring up this topic again, so she didn’t ask further.

At this moment, the host came on stage to give a speech.

After a while, the host finished his lengthy discourse and said: “Now let’s wee Mr. Colton to the stage to give a speech!”