Chapter 394 - Mixed signals (2/2)

”You know, Chynna, I hate him.”

”Hate who?” Chynna asked surprised, letting out a loud belch after a healthy swallow of yellow wine.

”Edward Wu.” Amy said his name, attempting to sound condescending but not succeeding.

”But whyyyyyy?” Chynna replied almost drunkenly, taking another sip from her nearly empty wine glass. She felt so good, she could dance.

She had always been known to be lightheaded and she seemed to be letting loose even more than usual tonight.

”I hate him because he's sooooooo hot. Oh, no. You know I don't mean that. It's because he's arrogant and annoying and he always looks at me like he's trying to find out my secrets, and it makes me want to tell him everything.

But then, he switches up on me so fast, I do not know how to react. I find that very disturbing and I know what you said the last time we had this conversation, but I sure don't think I'll be anywhere near fine if I keep letting him treat me like trash and get away with it.”

The redhead sighed, disregarding the wine glass that sat on the floor beside her and taking a swig directly from the bottle.

As if she were a robot, Chynna snapped out of the drinking spree and picked up her phone. It was time to put her plan in motion, before her friend completely lost it.

”I'll be back,” she said to Amy in a poor Terminator mimicry. She stepped away and onto the front porch where she dialed a number. After a couple of rings or more, the line connected.

”Hello, Jun Mo,” she said sweetly.

”Hey. Chynna?”

”Uh huh, it is I,” she giggled. She could barely even hide how tipsy she was.

”How are you?” Jun Mo inquired, ever the polite gentleman.

”Perfectly fine, I am,” Chynna responded, then giggled some more. ”Do you want to meet up for some rice wine sometime,” she babbled.

”I'm sorry? What was that you said?”

”Oh, I mean, for us to talk. Over drinks and stuff,” she clarified with great effort.

”Oh, sure. That would be great, I suppose,” Jun Mo affirmed hesitantly. He could not be sure what was going on. He decided it would be best to try and find out. ”What is this going to be about, though,” he asked softly, hoping his question would not hurt her feelings.

”Aww, I'm such a pretty girl and you don't even want to see me?” Chynna said, pouting sadly

”Oh no! No, no no, I did not mean it like that,” Jun Mo started to say but her loud, cackling laughter billowed through the phone, giving him reason to pause.

”It's all right. I really was just teasing you. But let us talk tomorrow, okay? I'll tell you everything then. I am a little batty from all the wine I've been drinking all night. I probably sound a little cuckoo,” she gestured with her fingers to indicate one who had taken leave of their senses.

Jun Mo nodded as if she could see him as the line went suddenly dead. He looked around wondering what kind of strange conversation that had been. He could not wait to find out the next day.