Volu 9 – Chapter 55: Jet Lag
It was almost early in the morning when the black SUV slowly drove away from the parking space in front of the park.
Dazhe yawned again... Black Soul ssenger certainly wouldn’t feel sleepy physically, but it was still a toll ntally.
“Aren’t you going to follow?” Dazhe asked Number 18 curiously again.
Number 18 finally opened her mouth and said, “I admit that I made so mistakes. When I chose this investor, I didn’t examine it carefully. I just felt that he was fine. But now it seems that he at least has what he desires.”
Dazhe was surprised, “What would he want?”
Number 18 said indifferently, “A man who doesn’t co ho at night; a man who would rather stay outside and work alone; a man who would deceive his wife and not go ho. Why?”
Dazhe frowned and said, “You an... he and his wife have a bad relationship?”
Number 18 sneered, “It’s normal for a man to be greedy for the new and disgust with the old. Even if I don’t use [Dream Teller] on him, I can probably tell.”
“What is the [Dream Teller]?”
“This is my ability. It has nothing to do with you,” said Number 18 calmly.
Why do you even ntion it then...?
Dazhe shook his head, then rubbed his chin and said, “However, even if you don’t want to go ho, it doesn’t necessarily an you are greedy for the new and disgusted with the old. Sotis n don’t want to go ho and just want to be alone.”
“Heh,” said Number 18 with disdain. “You an you can understand investors better than .”
Dazhe shook his head, “Of course, my grasp isn’t as good as yours... But I know n, especially married n. For example, it’s normal to just want a personal space. Besides, if he changed his mind, why does he still work here? Isn’t it better to go to a bar or nightclub and have a good ti?”
“If it is true love, there shall be no lies at all. Any lie will put such a relationship no longer pure. There has never been a good man!”
Sister. Are you triggered by sothing in your past...?
“Fine, let’s not discuss this issue, okay?” Dazhe waved his hand, “Anyway, you don’t understand that as a man, sotis you just don’t want to go ho. I don’t know how to tell you. You won’t understand anyway.”
“Are you mocking ?” said Number 18 coldly.
“No, no. It’s just that n know n better.” added Dazhe imdiately. “Speaking of which, should we follow him...? It has been a distance.”
...
Zhu Maolin made his movents as quiet as possible... He would usually return ho this ti.
However, a pair of slippers were placed at the door. The entrance door light was also on at this ti. She probably never thought of turning it off after switching it on.
Zhu Maolin put on his slippers silently, glanced at the food covered with gauze in the living room, then walked into the bathroom and took a shower.
Then, he returned to the room, still trying to relax his steps as much as possible. He was cautious when he went to bed.
He set up the alarm, but it won’t disturb his wife. He knew she would go to work early in the morning.
But, his day was over at 5:17a.m.
...
The ti of her day started at 7:00a.m. in the morning.
When she got up, she saw her husband next to her. She washed up and prepared breakfast because she knew that no matter how late her husband ca back, he would always go to work on ti during the day, rain or shine. He would never go on a vacation or go to work later.
She soon went to work.
At 7:40 a.m., she was ready to leave. She then wrote a note on the table to remind him to have breakfast. Of course, all the overnight food was thrown away.
...
At 8:30 a.m., the phone rang. Zhu Maolin opened his bloodshot eyes, hurriedly dressed and washed up. The clothes he wanted to wear today were already on the hangers. Even his tie was delicately prepared.
Then, he frowned. He changed for another one from the closet, picked up the briefcase, and hurried out the door.
The door of the house was closed. Zhu Maolin walked out, but suddenly opened again as he walked back. He picked up a piece of baked bread from the dinner table before leaving the door again.
It was 8:45 a.m.
...
At 8:50a.m., she opened the door of her pottery classroom and began to wait for students to co to class. She was a craftsman. This classroom was where she and her husband t.
The first student ca. It was an elderly lady with a good family. In fact, she ca here to pass the ti.
“Teacher Yuhan, you’re early today. What are we going to do? May I help you?”
“It’s fine. Get ready first?” She...her na was Hou Chen Yuhan.
Hou and Chen.
She followed both her father’s surna and her mother’s surna. Seemingly her father lost to her mother, her mother’s surna ca first.
“Teacher Yuhan, have you seen Sister Li and Sister Zhang today?”
“Today... En, Mrs. Li said that she will accompany her husband out for dinner, so she won’t co. Mrs. Zhang, I recalled her ntioning that she will accompany her son to visit the piano teacher today.” Hou Chen Yuhan gave it a thought before answering.
“Oh, I see. I still want to ask Sister Li to have dinner. What a pity...! Teacher Yu Han, should we go out to eat together at noon? Anyway, you won’t go ho at noon, right?”
“Okay.” She agreed without giving much thought.
She was also afraid of being alone... eating, lunch, or dinner alone.
At noon, two won who had an age difference of more than ten years spent ti in a nearby restaurant, chattering on trivial matters.
Rather than trivial matters, it was just minute things.
...
1:43 pm.
“Manager, the box lunch is here, let’s eat first!”
The colleague was nad Little Wang. He ca back with his hands carrying the boxed lunch for the whole group. Everyone rushed forward.
Zhu Maolin was holding the lunch box, still conceiving so small details. He quickly swallowed a mouthful of rice, rembered sothing, and asked directly, “Tboy, are you sure that the model can be here at 3:00p.m.?”
“En, she promised that she would co over.” Tboy said hastily; “Rookie attaches great importance to this opportunity. They won’t dare to be late.”
“Great. If she looks pretty in first person, we will deliver it all tonight.” Zhu Maolin nodded and ate sothing.
But he didn’t know what he was eating. Eating was just a motion to him.
It was the pineapple he didn’t like to eat in the past.
...
At 7:30 p.m., Hou Chen Yuhan took so food ho. She ate while watching TV. Afterwards, she went to take a shower, and then read a book. She was finally sleepy and drifted on.
12:15 p.m. marked the end of her day.
...
Today’s reshoot didn’t go well. She wasn’t as pretty as the photos, so Zhu Maolin rejected them. In the end, they wasted another day with resignation.
At 3:30 p.m., a little earlier, he went to bed gently again.
His day was also over.
...
Day by day.
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