Having finished speaking, Jane Sampson didnāt look at James Blackās expression but instead bowed her head to continue browsing Kane Forestās Twitter and discovered Kane Forest had boldly followed her. Jane turned the mobile phone screen to show James and then, extending her fair thumb, also followed Kane Forest back, saying to James, "No matter what the netizens speculate, I and Kane Forest are openly following each other, let them say what they want."
"Why are you following him?" James Black saw Jane Sampton hit āfollowā on Kane Forest, his face souring several degrees.
"Good friends, just following each other, isnāt that normal?" Jane reasoned naturally, "Actually Mr. Forest seems like he has a ākeep outā sign, but heās actually a nice person."
In the clarifying Twitter post, one āfriendā after another, Jane knew that Kane Forest was also telling those opposing her that the Forest Clan Group was one of Jane Samptonās backers.
Thus, Jane felt thankful to Kane Forest in her heart.
His clarifying tweet offered her silent support to the greatest extent.
He let everyone know that the Forest Clan Group, including him, Kane, and his family, were all very friendly with her, Jane Sampton. Those who looked down on her would have to think twice in the future.
After following back, Jane immediately sent Kane Forest a private message to thank him.
"Quite nice?" James frowned, "Jane Sampton, since when did you pick up the bad habit of complimenting other men in front of your own man?"
Janeās hand trembled slightly as she looked straight at James.
This guy, why does it feel like he is getting jealous?
Why does this sound so sour?
This guy, he doesnāt have a problem, right?
James ignored Janeās look, as if she were seeing an alien, and directly picked up his mobile phone from the tea table and handed it to Jane.
"What for?" Jane asked.
"Register a Twitter account for me," James said.
"You donāt even use it, why do you want to register?" Jane muttered softly, but seeing Jamesās face turn cold, she quickly took the mobile phone and changed her tune, "Even if you donāt use it, itās fine to register. Keeping up with the times, right? It would be so weird these days without a Twitter, haha..."
For a seasoned mobile phone buff, registering a Twitter is just a trivial matter.
Jane opened the page, paused at the nickname, then turned to ask James, "What should the Twitter nickname be?"
Without any hesitation, James responded immediately, "Jane Sampsonās Mr. Black."
"..." Jane looked shocked, wasnāt that a bit too high-profile?
"No?" Jamesās voice carried a hint of threat.
"Yes, yes, of course," Jane slowly nodded and then typed out those seven characters in the nickname field.
A newly registered Twitter account, even with this name, actually wouldnāt attract much attention.
Moreover, many of her fansā Twitter nicknames were things like āGoddess Samptonās fanboy,ā āGoddess Samptonās man,ā and the like. So this Twitter, even if discovered by others, would probably just be shrugged off by netizens.
Registering a Twitter was a matter of just two or three minutes. After completing the registration, Jane handed the mobile phone back to James, and the first thing he did was to search for her and then follow her.
Having done all this, James then looked straight at Jane and said, "Your turn now."
"Huh?" Jane looked bewildered, "What?"
"Donāt play dumb!" James snapped, "Follow me back!"
"!!!!!" Janeās inner self was screaming a ten thousand times ānoā.
Seeing Janeās expression, James knew what she meant, and he sternly commanded, "Give me the mobile phone."