Chapter 161 - You ask for it (2) (1/2)

Translator: Lionwwang  Editor: Lionwwang

Sophie is staring at me with an unfriendly look: “Why are apologizing now? In my impression, you should be a man full of @&^%$#.”

She speaks English very fast. I don’t quite understand the last few words, but looking at her expression, I don’t think they have good meanings. I’m stunned and thinking hard about the meanings of those words.

The chill in her eyes is more severe: “Didn’t anyone tell you that you shouldn’t be distracted when talking to people?”

“Sorry, I just can’t understand you very well. My English is poor.” I’m laughing bitterly and touching my nose.

For a person who even has never been to college, my English is really too poor. Although I have been studying hard recently.

“Male chauvinism!” Sophie is suddenly getting angry. She’s holding out a slender finger and putting it on my chest, saying coldly: “What I just said is that I think you’re a man full of the male chauvinism.” She repeats the words “male chauvinism” to make sure I may hear it clearly.

I’m frowning: “I am not. I have great respect for women myself. It was just an accident that day.”

Sophie just curls her lips.

I’m a little impatient.

Why should I coax this woman? Papa 8 asked me to apologize to her, to settle her down, and I’ve did it. If she’s still angry, I have no idea anymore.

I’ve did what I should do. That’s all.

“You are a very proud man.” Sophie looks at me and saying coldly, “You are very much like a person I know. You two are so similar, even when you are talking, your expressions are similar too. I hate that guy very much, so when I see you, I don’t like you either.”

“That’s up to you.” I shrug my shoulders, “I don’t ask you to like me.” Then I take out my cigarette and decide not to talk with this woman anymore.

“It’s better not to smoke around a lady. Don’t you know that?” Sophie is staring at me.

“All right.” I nod and walk away a few steps away from her.

“What are you doing?” She’s saying angrily.

“Don’t smoke around a lady. So, I just walk away from you.”

Sophie is stamping her feet angrily: “In your heart, is smoking more important than talking to me?”

I’m amused. I hold my laugh and say in a serious tone: “Don’t worry, in the heart of any man, a beautiful woman like you is absolutely more important than a cigarette, including me of course.”

What surprises me is Sophie don’t care about the tease in my words: “Well, then please stub out your cigarette.”

I sigh and pinch the cigarette end.

“Where are you from?”

“Mainland.” I answer her simply.

In fact, there is a technical problem. I don’t mean refuse to talk to her, but my English is too poor. I can understand around eighty percent while listening. But it’s much harder to say. Such a situation makes me seemingly seldom talk to her as if I’m unreasonable. Actually, I really don’t mean it.

“Oh, from mainland! You are different with the other people from mainland.” Sophie’s tone is calmer, “I’ve met some. You are different from them. You are so arrogant. They seem more modest and much more like gentlemen than you.”

Then she’s pointing to the people in the distance, including a man who looks around thirty years old.

“That fellow is also from mainland. I know him well. He’s more gentleman than you are. He’s also not as rude as you are.” She is looking at me provocatively.

I keep silence, do not speak anything.

“Oh, I forgot. I talked to him. I asked him whether he was from mainland. He said he wasn’t. He is a Canadian, because he came to Canada when he was very young and has gotten the Maple Leaf card (Canada Permanent Resident Card). I talked to him about mainland, but he seemed reluctant to mention that topic. He is very polite to me, so much different from you!”

Looking at that man in the distance, I feel a little upset. Then I’m staring at her and see the mockery in her eyes. A sudden thought in my heart give birth to an evil idea. I pretend to laugh lightly and say: “Oh, a good gentleman like him, we have a special honorary greeting saying for such a gentleman. Would you like to learn?”

“Good!” Sophie’s eyes are lighting up.

“Well.” I tell her solemnly, “In mainland, this kind of gentleman is generally respected as: ShaBi.”

“Shabi?” Sophie is blinking her beautiful eyes, and repeating it several times.

“Believe me, it’s an honorary title, and a gentleman like him will be happy to hear it.” I have a serious face.

Just at that moment, the fellow suddenly sees us. I clearly see his eyes are shining and then he’s coming over.

“Nice to meet you, Princess Sophie.” The man is looking at Sophie with a “gentleman’s” smile on his face. Then, out of courtesy, he’s looking at me and says, “I’m Mike Wong. You are?”

“Chen Yang, I just came from mainland.”

“Well…” A trace of indifference is flashing from his eyes.

By this time, Sophie is looking at him, taking a deep breath, smiling gracefully on her face, and saying to him sincerely: “Hi Shabi! I’m happy to meet you too!”

!@#$%%^&~

The man’s face is suddenly turning pale. I’m really too hard to hold the laugh. His facing is paling immediately and slipping away as quick as poosible.

“You shouldn’t fool me!” Sophie just comes back to her senses and staring at me angrily, “Don’t you dare to deceive me?!”

Looking at her, I feel she looks really cute. Then I take a deep breath and put back my smile: “Well, I’m sorry! It’s just that for such a person, it’s really hard for me to have any sense of respect for him. What is the need to respect a guy who doesn’t even admit where he was born?”

I’m still secretly happy that I just used Sophie to play with the man. I believe be scolded by Mr. Sorin’s daughter, that guy should not dare to do anything.

Sophie is turning her blue eyes, and the angry expression on her face immediately converges: “Then you must show me your sincerity to apologize.”

“OK, if you say so. How do I behave?” I say.

She’s smiling: “What’s the real meaning of that word Shabi?”

“…” I keep silent.

There’s no way to explain.