OPEN YOUR MASK, PRINCESS!
Episode 168 TURNED AWAY?
The service transaction that Xiao Jun and Chen Kho agreed on yesterday still continued until the next day. A bouquet of flowers and a jewelry box on the table awaits her responsibility, she must give the gift to Grace. Half-heartedly it felt to meet the girl, Xiao Jun thoughtlessly called out
her bodyguard.
“Send this gift to miss Grace!” xiao Jun's orders were instantly obeyed by a bodyguard. He watched the bunch of flowers and the red box change hands, whoever was delivering was of course the same because Grace must have thought the gift was from him. But when he saw that the bodyguard was about to come out, Xiao Jun's little heart just riled up.
“Shortly! Put it back on the table and get out.” Xiao Jun paused his original intentions, throwing responsibility at others was definitely not his type. What he has said, he must do like it or not. He took the two items and headed to the place where the woman was.
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Grace's vision was blurry because of the hanging tears, she held the drops down so as not to wet the paper she was writing. He did not understand calligraphy and was required to learn to write Mandarin with a brush, a practice he felt as torture that had lasted almost two hours with results
almost hundreds of sheets of paper end up in the trash. He is like a quarantined prisoner, without anyone encouraging and seemingly hopeless with a loved one.
I just want to go home, she doesn't like me for what I'm so hard-earned for? Grace complains inwardly, the tears that were held were broken and stained the writing that he had scratched. The seepage destroyed his labor, Aunt Gu would soon return and would scold him again because there was not a single one
he managed to scratch it with becus.
Instead of writing back on the new paper, Grace threw a brush and buried her face in both hands that were bent. His crying became more and more, wetting the paper under his hands. He did not care if his sobs sounded anyone, who he knew just wanted to shed heart fatigue through crying.
Grace's desperation did not go unnoticed by Xiao Jun, after visiting the Li ladies' residence, Xiao Jun only found out that Grace had been in the guest house all day and only returned home at night. At first he did not care what the girl did, but after seeing her pessimistic attitude and tears made Xiao Jun stunned.
Who would have thought Li San and Liang Jia were very strict rules in choosing a prospective partner, not least from among the family was still having to undergo a period of study. At first glance, Xiao Jun knew that Grace was very distressed by all the rules and she must have had trouble adapting. This is the risk of dabbling in the family of the dictator who is immune to the law, all who enter his family and even his house must follow the rules of the collotnya.
“The wood of the table will soon be weathered if you still wet it.” Xiao Jun quipped as he walked in. Almost ten minutes he stood peering behind the door slit and could no longer bear to hear the sobbing of a girl.
Grace paused but still hid her face in its original position. The voice although it had only stopped a few times in his hearing, he was very sure to know who the owner of the voice was. How's this? My face must be puffy, why did he come not say? Grace was drunk, she was ashamed to raise her face and
show his weak side.
Xiao Jun let Grace who had yet to react anything, he knew the contents of the girl's heart and gave her a chance to maintain self-esteem. Placed flowers and the jewelry box in front of Grace, the very slow movement was definitely not realized by the girl. Xiao Jun turned around and was about to leave, what he had to do was already resolved.
Xiao Jun's slow steps could be realized by Grace, he immediately looked up and found a surprise gift in plain sight. His smile expanded, it turned out that the man still had a heart watching him. “Do not go, plis. I haven't said thanks.” Grace held Xiao Jun further away. His orders were effective enough to intercept the person he expected his arrival to last longer. Xiao Jun turned around and fell silent,
“Thanks, I love the gift.” Grace kissed the bouquet and smiled very satisfied. He had not opened the jewelry box, for him flowers alone were more than enough.
“No problem.” Xiao Jun replied briefly.
Grace wiped away the tears at the end of her eyes, this time the tears shed. He has never been in love, it turns out this is what it feels like to fall in someone's heart. Sick, disappointed, confused but still able to feel inexplicable happiness.
“What did you write?” Xiao Jun was reluctant to see the tears, he started to be astonished by the girl who easily cried. When sad and happy, her tears remain.
Grace tried to cover up her scribble paper, a futile effort because Xiao Jun's gaze was already fixed on the covered object. The script that started to blur its scratches from the wet was still legible, Xiao Jun pulled the paper slowly and began to give a judgment.
“You wrote your Mandarin name?” the paper was raised like a book reading pose. Xiao Jun knew where Grace's weakness was from the way she wrote.
“Ng, but ugly result.” Grace shames with embarrassment. His dream of showing off good learning results even happened the opposite. The writing in the form of chicken claws is being glared at by the man of his target.
“Ngak too, for the start is already pretty good. You just lack the feeling, to write a smooth pressure at some point do not use as much as possible. Play your feeling and relax like this.” Xiao Jun took another brush and gave an example of the proper way of writing.
The pose of Xiao Jun who was teaching with a smile and a gentle gaze while writing, made Grace fail to focus. Instead of paying attention to what Xiao Jun described, he was instead entranced to look at the man closely. Xiao Jun's face was like a perfect carving, a pair of bushy and neat black eyebrows, eyes as sharp as eagle eyes, a runny nose and lips that were tempting to be sniffed at. Grace is successfully lulled, she hopes time stops for a moment in this section.
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Nearly two weeks on, Weini waited in a void with no certainty as to when the storm of trouble passed. He cannot lie to conscience, when the night awaits the slumber then the longing stifles his heart and mind. Weini glanced at Dina who was already sleeping soundly, the silence of the night added to the sense of loneliness. It opens
the mobile phone gallery, looking for traces of memories between her and Xiao Jun. Of the hundreds of photos in the collection of mobile phones, Weini just realized he did not have a single photo with Xiao Jun. Suddenly he felt sorry for himself, all this time too trivialize the digital track record. Too sure the togetherness with Xiao Jun will be smooth and inseparable, in fact, now he regretted the overly optimistic thoughts.
“Miss you.” Weini sighed softly, he did not run out of sense to find a portrait of Xiao Jun's face. Infotainment from the Youtube channel was traced, Weini remembered the moment when Xiao Jun danced with her under the camera spotlight of the news seekers. All this time always avoiding the press, now Weini just
thank those who have captured his memories.
For you there, come back quickly .. I miss you! Weini's inner voice, without her knowing tomorrow the lover she would later be tied up with another woman there.
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