
I enjoyed her happy expression every time I put something on her plate. He seemed to like it, and it made me like doing little things to show that I was considerate. Keep learning about him. There are many discoveries. I often muttered in my heart, repeating sentences like, Oh, he has this personality side or that one. Why should he hide it? What is the reason behind that cold, sad face?
During the observation since a year ago, he never showed that radiant face - well, one-sided, I was happy, meaning he was happy to be with me-well. His face was always polite and minus the emotions. I kept getting dragged deeper into his world.
"I'm sorry about that. I don't mean to be arrogant. I know that I'm beautiful.Sometimes I'm grateful for that but sometimes I hate. Don't know why. When others look at me in awe, I often return their gazes with a look of hatred. But it cannot be denied, precisely because of the beauty of my face, I was able to get this far. I don't know if I should thank you or not. But when I found myself still able to eat decent food, sleep on a comfortable bed, and have work status, I was grateful." I chewed my food while listening to it.
"No problem. I'm glad I got to know you and know more about you. You can be bragging, angry, hateful and do all kinds of things while with me. I'm not gonna get mad. It's even nice to see different sides of you." Eyes glazed. But it quickly diverts his emotions by continuing to eat.
He did the same thing as before. Dominate the area all the way to the kitchen, cleaning and tidying tables and cutlery. He was very good at doing such work. As soon as it was done, he took his bag from the sofa table and sat back opposite me.
"Should we do the minutes report now?" He did that again, as if impatiently wanting to leave quickly. I don't like that idea.
"Quick that? What time is your flight?"
"Hour 5pm." I was thinking hard how to get him to stay there until tomorrow. Maybe later I will meet his idea, I can buy time while doing the thing he asked for.
"You want to do it now?"
"Yes. I don't know what else to do if it's not work." It's true. We can be awkward if we just stay quiet and do nothing.
"alright. Let's get to work. Come with me." I walked to the workroom. While thinking hard. Almost desperate. What if we could finish the report quickly? Abusing my power like last time wasn't a good idea, and I won't do it again. I have to get her heart the right way.
I arranged two chairs facing the work desk and gestured for her to sit on the chair next to me.
"Come on. We work from here only. It's easier, because all the files I've been working on are here." He obeyed. I turned on the iMac and opened all the necessary files. I directed him to start operating it. He began to focus on paying attention to those files and asking occasional questions. Because after all, he had to master all the contents of the file in order to be able to present it clearly in front of Gaia when she returned. I admit, he was very good at his job. I was busy enjoying the beautiful scenery next to me while thinking of ideas. Holy hooch! Earnest, please think of something now! But my brain is completely dead-end.
"Coffee or tea?" I offered to help, distract my busy mind.
"Tea what do you have?" He looked at me, I was trying to understand what he meant. Didn't expect him to interrupt my offer.
"I mean, I want to taste the best and most expensive Chinese tea, if you have one." Again, I did not expect the request. I held back a smile but ended up grinning widely. I think I'm crazy. Can be very happy just because of such a simple request. Most expensive tea? Of course I have. I'll even give him all the most expensive things if he asks. He looked at me with curiosity.
"Why, can't you?"
"Of course I can, I will serve the best Chinese tea. I'm very happy to accept that request."
"really? I'm not making a mistake, am I?" He's convincing. Perhaps my overly happy attitude hearing the request was a little outrageous.
"No. Continue yes. I'll prepare the tea."
I have a tea collection, because the love for tea is hereditary in the Lee family. Almost all kinds of tea are in my collection. If I travel anywhere, tea is an interesting thing that I want to know and will definitely buy it for me or for souvenirs if there is a good one. And he asked for the best and most expensive tea, Long Jing tea the answer. One of the best and most expensive.
I served it in a set of teapots and ceramic cups as Chinese tea is usually served. I put it on the couch table in my office. He's still staring at the iMac screen.
"Would you like to eat something?" He looked at me while thinking.
"I'm still full from lunch, are you? Be eating. Don't mind me."
"Then the tea is ready." He smiled while still staring at the computer screen.
"Wait a minute. Want to check this first? Is this good? I mean, if there's a miss and a mistake based on today's progress..." He's asking. I sewot in my heart. Why do I have to rush to finish?
I approached and did not bother to sit down. I stood behind him, bowing my body, in order to be able to see towards the screen clearly. I took the mouse from his hand and skimmed through the files he had been working on. I felt his head touch my chest, but he didn't move. I wish he could hear my heartbeat and help me reach his heart. Because I really don't have any ideas. Please help me Jade, I don't know what else to say. I murmured in my heart, a little languishing.
“It's good. We just need to add one more thing. I'm waiting for a report from the PR department on marketing strategy. We talked about working with one of the K-Pop bands who will be ambassadors for the spring collection. But let's wait. They seemed to need some time to make sure the contract could be signed. Now, save these files first." He nodded his head in agreement.
I sit on the couch. He followed, doing the same. Take a seat right beside me. I started serving tea and pouring it into the glass. After I let it go, he took a cup of tea and smelled the aroma. It's too hot to drink. She looks like.
"Scented. Her name?"
"Long Jing tea's. One of the best. Try tasting. If you like, you can bring it. I have a lot of stock."
"Maybe?"
"Totally can."
"Thank you..."
"Together..." He sipped his tea. I do the same. Tastes delicious. Fragrant and refreshing.
"Nob." He praised.
"Then bring a lot..." I'm offering. She laughs.
"No ah. I'm afraid I won't be able to brew it well for the results to be this good. I'll just have the tea I used to drink. Can taste it here is already good..." That one, he hasn't changed. He really did not want to make himself attached to anything. I sighed, worry enveloped me. What if I fail and can't make it stay longer? I muttered in my head.
"Thank you..." Said suddenly. Any more? Wh-wh-what for?