I struggled a bit and was put down by Mr. Cheng.
Uncle Liu burst into laughter and looked at me kindly, saying, "What a pretty girl. What were you two doing just now..."
I was so embarrassed that I couldn't even lift my head. "Um, I..."
Mr. Cheng quickly interrupted me. "Uncle Liu, don't you have something to do?"
"Ah?" Uncle Liu looked a bit embarrassed for a second and then quickly said, "Oh yes, yes, I do. I'll leave now, right away."
After Mr. Cheng closed the car door for him, he told the driver, "After you drop off Chairman Liu, you can go off work directly."
Driver: "Yes, sir."
Finally, the Mercedes sped away.
It was just Mr. Cheng and me standing downstairs.
We were surrounded by an almost tangible, strange atmosphere.
He looked at me expressionlessly. "What on earth do you want?"
Then he angrily threw the fish - head mask in his hand at me.
I held the fish head and fell into deep thought.
Mr. Cheng said, "Think it through before you act next time. You almost caused an accident just now."
I mumbled, "Oh."
My heart felt like a deflated balloon.
It was empty.
I felt so powerless and exhausted.
All I wanted was to make a friend.
But things always turned out like this...
Maybe... I should just give up.
I took a deep breath and said, "Maybe I shouldn't have asked my brother to introduce you to me in the first place. I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble and annoyance these days. From now on, I won't bother you anymore."
Mr. Cheng just looked at me without saying a word.
I thought this might be the last time I'd see him, so I forced a smile that I thought was bright. "It's such a pity... I thought we could become good friends. You've really helped me a lot these days. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gotten out of the shadow of my broken - up relationship so quickly, taken on a new job, got a raise, and made many nice new colleagues. Nice to meet you, Mr. Cheng. Goodbye!"
Suddenly, my vision blurred, and tears fell without warning.
Damn it!!!
God!
Why don't you just kill me!!!
Are you trying to make me more embarrassed?
Why am I crying at this moment!!!
Woo - woo - woo...
I quickly turned around and wanted to run away with the fish head in my arms.
But then I heard Mr. Cheng say, "Hey."
I thought I was hallucinating. I turned back, wiped my tears, and said, "Huh?"
Mr. Cheng let out an almost inaudible sigh. "Have you had dinner?"
Me: "..."
Is it appropriate to ask this question at such a sad moment?!
As a foodie, my answer was of course: "Why? Are you going to treat me?"
Mr. Cheng: "Yes, I'll treat you."
Me: !!!
What's this all about?
Is this some kind of unexpected turn of events?
No.
When things go against the norm, there must be something fishy; when a person acts strangely, there must be a hidden motive!
While I was in a daze, Mr. Cheng walked towards a parking space, pressed the key, and unlocked a bright - yellow Lamborghini.
Damn...
It's a real one...
I've never seen a real person driving a top - level sports car like this, which only appears in movies, in my whole life!
Seeing me standing there like an idiot, Mr. Cheng frowned and said, "Get in the car."
Me: "Oh, oh, oh!"
Wow.
My first experience of riding in a luxury car!
Mr. Cheng, I declare that you've changed my worldview.
Why not be a playboy?
Is the Lamborghini not nice to drive? Isn't the sugar daddy handsome enough? Or is the big villa in the city center not comfortable to live in?
Why on earth do you want to be a good man!
Mr. Cheng, go back to being a playboy. I support you!
It would be even better if we could share the blessings together...
-
This car is really flashy.
But the chassis is a bit low.
It's not very comfortable to sit in.
Especially when getting out of the car, I had to put my hand on the ground.
I almost rolled out of the car.
In contrast, Mr. Cheng got out of the car gracefully.
He just took a long step with his legs and lifted his arm to gently close the scissor - style door.
I was so miserable. I hopped around with my short legs for a long time before I could pull the door that was standing high up back down.
It was so embarrassing and I looked so un - elegant.
Sure enough, not everyone can be a "playboy".
-
After we entered the restaurant, Mr. Cheng ordered a plate of seafood noodles for me.
I immediately understood the meaning of this meal.
I felt so sad that I ate the noodles even slower than someone committing suicide by taking poison.
Finally, Mr. Cheng couldn't help but ask me, "Isn't it delicious?"
I sobbed and said, "Tell me the truth... Is this a farewell meal..."
He let out a long sigh. "Zhou Yinyin."
Me:?
Although my WeChat ID is my real name, it's the first time he's called me by my full name.
My heart felt so cold. "Okay, don't say anything. This is the first time I've eaten something so expensive. At least let me finish eating before I go."
Then I lowered my head and wolfed down the plate of noodles. But this time I didn't lick the plate because the seafood noodles in this extremely expensive restaurant were not as delicious as the ones Mr. Cheng made...
After I finished eating, I said, "Burp~ Sorry... Go ahead, say what you want to say."
Mr. Cheng looked at me for a while and then asked calmly, "Are you always this enthusiastic towards others?"
Me: "How could I be!"
My friends around me are all normal people, okay?
Who else is as unpredictable, cold, and hard to serve as you!
I told the truth. "I'm only like this towards you."
He tapped his long fingers on the table and squinted his eyes, as if he were an FBI agent interrogating a suspect in a serial murder case, cautious and suspicious. "What do you want from me?"
Me:?
What do I want?
What a strange question.
Do I want your body? We're both of the same gender, "sisters". Of course, I want the experience in taming men that's in your head! But of course I couldn't say it out loud. I could only say, "I just want to be friends with you."
When I said this, I looked extremely sincere, even more convincing than when I secretly changed my test score and lied to my mom when I was a kid.
He stared at me for a while. Maybe he believed me for the time being. "Don't call me Mr. Cheng anymore. Call me - Cheng Yu."
Holy crap! This is great news!!!
I've successfully made a gay best - friend!!!
I calmly said, "Okay, Cheng Yu."
Cheng Yu: "Has anyone ever said that you're a bit too friendly right from the start?"
I said sincerely, "Everyone says I'm a rather introverted person."
Cheng Yu: "..."
Me: "I'm only like this towards you."
Cheng Yu coughed. "How's the taste of the noodles?"
I remembered that last time I vowed in front of him that if he dared to treat me, I'd never change my words.
But "The Must - Read Guide to Flirting with Men" once said -
Before you get the man, you can praise him as much as you want to make him happy.
But after you get him, a smart woman should be stingy with her praise!
Too much praise will actually spoil him and make him arrogant and complacent, not wanting to make progress. That's not a good thing!
By the same token.
Since I've become friends with Cheng Yu, for his future, I definitely can't spoil him anymore!
So I said, "You're right. I'm really too poor and haven't seen much of the world. It turns out that the seafood noodles in a star - rated restaurant are so delicious. They're much better than the ones you made."
Cheng Yu's jawline tightened for a moment, and then he actually smiled. "I appreciate your honesty."
Me: "Thank you."
He: "Since you've broken your promise, please spit out the noodles now."
Me: "..."
He: "Spit it out."
Me: "Pfft."
He: "What?"
Me: "It's the spaghetti in my stomach talking to you."
He: "..."
Me: "It says, see you tomorrow."
He: "Get out of here!"