Sinai nodded, "Nothing else."
She invited Alfonso, partly to test things out, and partly to repay him for the al and concert he’d taken her to last ti.
**
Over at group A.
After Charlotte finished delivering the letters and left, a young man clapped his hands, "Leader, impressive, truly impressive, who would have thought."
"Saying I’ve caught her is too early." Alfonso shook his head, "Her attitude towards is no different than anyone else."
"But at least she agreed to your invitation," the young man said, "and now she’s inviting you back, she definitely sees you differently from others."
"The last date was pleasant," Alfonso thought for a mont, "though her cousin is very strict. He insisted she must be ho by eight, and I had other activities planned for later."
"Cousin?" The young man was puzzled, "What about her other family mbers? How co it’s her cousin overseeing her?"
Alfonso still shook his head and sighed, "Couldn’t find anything out."
The surna Leaangle doesn’t exist in the O Continent at all.
Where on earth did Sinai co from?
"Let’s not talk about this," the young man laughed, "just yesterday, I heard from people under Professor Herwen that the lead researcher has also returned, and the project is expected to succeed in as soon as five years."
Every experint has the notion of a lead researcher.
The people in the group were all quite curious as to who this lead researcher, decided long ago, really is.
"Where are they?" Alfonso was interested, "Did you ask?"
"For such confidential matters, how would I dare to ask?" The young man shook his head, "We’ll have to wait until the project is complete to reveal the list of researchers."
**
At five-thirty, Sinai finished a round of work.
She stretched and was just about to ask Charlotte out for dinner when a ssage ca in first.
[Old Shaless]: I’m waiting for you outside.
Sinai stared at the ssage.
What was he doing at the research base?
Why did it feel like he had too much free ti?
Then another ssage ca through.
[Old Shaless]: I’ll wait for you for three minutes. If you don’t co, I’ll go in.
Sinai: "..."
She took off her lab coat, tidied up her things, and left the office.
In December, the outside temperature had dropped to single digits.
The leaves on the maple trees hadn’t all fallen yet, but the ground was already covered with a layer of yellow leaves.
At this ti, there were quite a few people coming and going from the research base.
She spotted him at a glance.
The man was wearing a black leather jacket, a cigar held between his fingers.
Sinai knew he didn’t smoke, but he always lit one occasionally.
No idea what kind of habit that was.
Norton saw her too, put out his cigar, and waved to her, "Co over."
Sinai sighed but still walked over, "What are you doing here?"
"Dinner," Norton folded his arms, "and I’m here to take you ho."
"I only go back to the villa on weekends." Sinai said, "Dinner is fine, but no need to go back."
Norton didn’t say much, suddenly smiled lazily, "Cousin, well done."
Sinai: "?"
He leaned down and gently patted her head, "Rember, if anyone bullies you in the future, don’t hold back."
Being lenient with enemies is cruel to oneself.
He understood this well.
Having watched this kid for over half a year, she couldn’t be bullied by others.
He wouldn’t be like other elders who demand their children to endure.
Sinai was taken aback, "Were you at the door?"
"Mm, I ca down to find you and happened to run into the inspection team." Norton was a bit regretful, "Didn’t expect my cousin wouldn’t need her cousin to step up and solve it herself."
He straightened up, "So I’m planning to pick you up every day."
Sinai: "..."
This joke just couldn’t pass.
She tightened her coat and walked beside him.
Norton said softly, "Besides, winter is here, the nights are longer than the days. I suggest you go back to the villa every day."
"It’s too far from here to the base," Sinai didn’t even think before she outright refused, "I’d waste ti on the road."
"Far?" Norton raised an eyebrow, "Don’t you have your dear cousin to drive you?"
"..."
Sinai’s fist clenched.
But when did he learn to drive?
She rembered the antiques wouldn’t touch these things.
"And also—" he paused and said, "I need you to teach how to shoot, you only have ti in the evening, so you need to co back to the villa at night."
Hearing this, Sinai hesitated for a mont, "Does shooting really need teaching? I can let my guard teach you."
"I’ll cook, and I’ll wash the dishes."
"Fine."
Norton’s expression was quite pleased, "It’s a deal."
Sinai ca to her senses afterward: "..."
How did she end up agreeing with this Old Shaless?
When they returned to the villa, she found that a al was already prepared on the table.
Dinner was sumptuous, with everything one could want.
Sinai had to admit; she once again succumbed to his culinary skills.
Clearly, even cooking, which is such a challenging thing, he could learn, but couldn’t shoot?
Sinai hugged her bowl, "Are you trying to feed fat on purpose?"
"You think too much; even if you were a kitty, I’d cook for you."
"..."
Sinai’s fist clenched again.
But given the delicious dinner, she decided not to argue with him.
Clearly, he’s the only one bullying her now.
After the al, Sinai curled up on the sofa to watch TV.
Norton was still in the kitchen.
She could hear
like a wife
Sinai started slightly, quickly
What had she been thinking all day long?
It wouldn’t be wrong to say it’s like a father cooking for a daughter.
[Charlotte]: Teacher, why did you leave? I was still waiting for you [crying]
Sinai replied with a broken-hearted emoji.
[Was taken ho by a family elder; he wants to go ho early.]
[Charlotte]: No way, teacher, you’re twenty-seven, plus you have a gun, does your family elder really have such an authoritarian and patriarchal attitude?
[Charlotte]: Teacher, that’s tough, what if your family elder insists on following you on dates?
Sinai glanced at the tall figure in the kitchen.
Pretty patriarchal indeed.
She opened the conversation with Norton, considering whether to change his remark.
Old Shaless the patriarchal elder?
At that mont, Norton ca out with a fruit platter, starting to speak, "By the way, on Christmas day—"
He paused mid-sentence.
Sinai imdiately exited the WeChat interface.
But it was too late; he was already standing behind her and had seen the conversation box.
After a few seconds of silence, Norton slowly took the phone from her hand.
Though Sinai held on tight, compared to The Chariot of the Sages, her combat power was feeble.
The phone ended up in Norton’s hands.
This ti, he saw clearly the remark Sinai had for him.
"Old Shaless?" Norton walked up to her, bent down, eting her gaze, he smiled but with dangerous eyes, "Explain why you insulted ?"
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