
Linda's face looked stiff, but she tried to smile and said, "What kind of woman do you like?"
Fred looked at Linda for a few seconds, and he furrowed his brows and said, "I'm not interested in women, I prefer to focus on my work, I'm not interested in women, so I hope Miss Linda will waste time on me. Maybe you pay me very much, and I can't get back half of you".
Linda's expression changed, and Fred was the first to reject her.
Before he met so many different men, which one did not respect and pay attention to him? Only Fred could act as usual with her.
The frustration kept him from being accepted for a moment. Linda seemed to haphazardly extend her hand and grab the phone next to her, swipe a few times, then put her on the table in an unhurried manner.
Linda raised her eyebrows and looked at Fred, "Do you think you believe me in this way?"
He smiled, but there was coldness in his eyes.
He had never been so interested in a man, but he did not expect the other party to feel it.
"Whether you believe it or not, it's up to you, Miss Linda. It's just that something like this can't happen again".
In her mouth refers to her date with Linda.
Linda took a deep breath, picked up the wine and took a sip, then lowered the glass gracefully, looked at Fred, joked and asked, "You're not interested in women, and you're not interested in me either. I think you're interested in Diana's secretary"
There was something in the word Linda said, seemingly trying to test it.
Fred's eyes quickly passed through a hint of indifferent coldness, and he hesitated to deny, "I'm not interested in him either".
Upon hearing Fred's words, a smile appeared on Linda's face, "Really?"
Fred replied coldly, "Of course".
Linda reached out her hand, picked up the phone, looked at the screen, and double-clicked, and the smile under her eyes grew stronger. Then he looked at Fred, "I still don't believe it, unless you can prove it"
"No need". Fred said casually, lowering his head and cutting the beef steak on his dinner plate into small pieces.
She did not plan to have a deep friendship with Linda, as long as she could live with her, she did not ask for much, and she was extremely disgusted by the unexpected guesses about her life and mood.
Linda saw that she lowered her head, and glanced at her phone on the table. Without thinking, he directly grabbed it.
A sly smile surfaced on his face, "I want to prove it".
He said, while pressing his phone directly to open the screen server, the phone did not use a password, so it immediately opened.
Fred looked up and saw that Linda was his cell phone.
His eyes sank, and he asked, "What are you doing?"
She had always hated others who would move her randomly, if not for Linda being Handoko's daughter, Fred would have already left.
Linda flexed her finger jar onto her phone screen flexibly, and quickly did it all. Then he looked at Fred, "I want to know about everything. Since you said that you don't like Diana's secretary, then shouldn't it matter if she receives the recording right?"
Linda said, while pushing Fred's phone in front of her, the man was a little confused, his eyes falling onto the phone screen.
Before she reached out her hand and opened it, Linda opened her mouth and explained slowly, "When you say that you are not interested in Diana's secretary, I recorded it in a way, I'll send it to you first and then I use your WhatsApp to send it to Diana, Shouldn't it be okay?"
Fred asked with a frown, "Brakech?"
A dangerous chill floated under the man's eyes, but the emotion was suppressed.
Linda, a woman, she really can't underestimate her. His method, his mind, was completely unpredictable.
Seeing her, Linda smiled brighter and asked, "Are you going to get angry?"
Fred did not reply, he threw away his face, raised his glass and drank a mouthful of red wine.
Linda who saw her reaction made her even happier. When the man rejected her, she held back her disappointment.
Now when she saw this expression, she naturally felt dark, and then she purposely said something, "Fred, this recording trick, I learned it from you..."
Fred closed his ears and kept nodding to eat and drink, as if he had not heard Linda's words at all.
"In addition, it doesn't matter if I send it to Diana".
The woman's words were like needles that pierced through her heart.
Does he really care? She had just heard that Linda had sent her tape to Diana.
Why did his anger appear? Was it because she didn't want Diana to hear her or because of something else?
Fred looked down and was a little confused. He was not sure, but he knew very well that at this moment, he wanted to end the meal as soon as possible.
**
Diana and Michael meet at a restaurant. After ordering and waiting for the food, Michael smiled and looked at Diana, "Miss Diana, I took the liberty to take you out today. This restaurant is also chosen casually because it is near your hotel".
Diana smiled and replied, "It's okay at the rector of Michael, I think the neighborhood of this restaurant is very good and the dishes must be good too".
Michael waved at her, "Miss Diana, personally, don't call me director. I'm your father's age, so please just call me Uncle Michael".
Diana knew, and then smiled, "Okay, uncle Michael"
"I'm asking you to come out alone this time, but it has nothing to do with work. Like this, I plan to win the exhibition area for embroidery in the city museum B. I also planned a embroidery exhibition before the end of the year. When I think about it, I ask you to come and support the event. After all, you are also a fan of embroidery, and you plan to contribute valuable works, so this is also a way to express my gratitude to you".
It turns out that Diana's guess was correct, if Michael asked her to meet because of embroidery.
"Of course you can. I am honored to be invited to participate in this event. I must have come to the embroidery exhibit".
Initially, diana feels guilty for sending Aunt Ruan embroidery to open the relationship, but she doesn't expect that Michael really contributed to the cultural heritage, in this case, even if Aunt Ruan finds out, he won't blame her.
Michael took the initiative to raise the glass to Diana, "Miss Diana, please be happy today, let's drink a little".
"OK", Diana takes her glass and toasts with Michael.
As he was about to speak, suddenly the desktop phone vibrated twice.
Diana glanced over, looking at the news from Fred, inevitably feeling nervous.
Shouldn't she be having dinner with Linda right now?