Sales And Love Manager.
edients. Mum was going to prepare it, and other nights when she wasn't home, Sapphire made it. Although I always loved it whenever Sapphire prepa
out going to Tokyo. You know, the main
"Wait," she stopped abruptly as we got to the grocery section. "
ly any languag
at her discovery and pinched me for
uc
d all, but I didn't think
to learn other than Chinese?"
thumb and index fingers were pressed tight on
lamation. "You know I've al
t me off track of my sentence. A very familiar one. "Y
little too loud than I intended to. How c
omfortably again that I instantly tu
r the hoods of his dark blue hoodie. When his gaze met mine, he smirked. His green-like eyes were the same fr
, both hands in the p
ik
" He quickly
orrection. We weren't even friends and I was asking
t, I'm okay." He said, and I imagined myself sen
gh loud enough for him to have heard me. He was going to say som
heard a few of his convos like when he mentioned "mall", and it was not so straight forward to decipher, but thanks to my love for Chinese movies and the Duolingo app,
he song of silence kicked in, with only a few 'uhs' as it's lyrics. I was only like three feet away, facing his petrified face. I figur
n me couldn't watch further again, and that was when I interfered. I waved to get his attention, hopefully he would listen to me and not embarrass me at t
ct people whenever th
e got away from my sight. "I figured
ou rui
e to go on. I asked him what it was about and he confirmed my thinking. He had a deal with, apparently, Mr Chun, and he planned
saying a
furrowed in anger. "Pick up the phone, and call him back." I
" He g
er his breath, and I took it as my cue to continue again the moment he was silen
Ms Manager." He said, squinting his eyes just a li
and he said something in
, his lips turning into a slight curve
llows your client to trust you." I stopped and waited if he would object, bu
just thirty seconds of undistracted attenti
r hands." I paused after observing the wild stare that came from him. Maybe he was wondering what type of psycho I was. But it was the truth. You have to always se
ng Mr Chun once more. Although feeling a bit reluctant, he probably tho
il Mr Chun picked up. I watched him turn his gaze towards the screen of his phone, squinted his eyes and forced his lips curl slightly upward, expressing the anxiety and pleasure that wasn't even there at all. Mr Chun could have observed something was wrong and wondered; "what the
that he listened to me. He took my advice,