16 Shock Therapy (1/2)
Jonah choked on his coffee and started coughing. ”Arg.”
”Oy! Why are you choking on coffee? Are you stupid?” Han Jie asked unhappily. Han Jie asked dropping the phone and hitting Jonah's back.
”Miss it was your fault! What is wrong with you?!” He asked embarrassed while trying to clear the burning pain in his throat.
”Oy, why is that so shocking? What are you a virgin?” She asked all the while laughing at him now. She tried to dial her phone again.
”Enough, enough,” Jonah managed to choke out refusing to answer such question. His face was all red and splotched with an embarrassment which gave away the answer making Han Jie laugh harder.
Han Jie kept laughing as she searched for her phone and cut the current attempt to call.
”Well that's going to make her relaxed enough to call.” Han Jie said.
”You tried to kill me so that you sister would be relaxed?” Jonah asked a little calmer. Though the voicemail message she left looked more like she was trying to make Han Mei feel guilty instead of relaxed.
Han Jie snorted, before answering dismissively. ”Yes, maybe, no but you understand!”
Jonah sighed in reply. He did not understand at all. ”Never mind that. It's late, let's get going, Miss”
”Righty-o Jonah-o!”
This made Jonah subconsciously grin. To add to his entertainment, Han Jie sang during the ride making him smile all the way back to the hotel as well.
***
The next day…
Han Jie wasn't nervous. More like she did not show any signs of being nervous. Jonah noted. He also had a feeling that she probably didn't know the meaning of the word.
When Jonah had informed her of her father's arrival, she had smiled and continued drawing in the living room. She hadn't even changed out of her pajamas.
Jonah shook his head and smiled. Han Jie was a handful.
”Your father will be arriving in a few minutes, maybe you should change,” Jonah suggested though he knew that Han Jie would probably not listen to him.
”No thanks, he needs this shock therapy.” She murmured while her head was on a pillow while laying on the hotel couch.
”So you, not dressing up is part of your grand plan for this shock therapy?” Han Feng blurted out as he walked into the room and stood still. He knew at that very moment that Han Jie was up to no good.
'I would have colored my hair pink to make it worse,' Han Jie smiled mischievously as she thought to herself. ”Good morning father.” she said lazily.
”Jie'er, how are you?” he replied, ignoring his daughter's antics. He then nodded to acknowledge Jonah's bow.
”I'm fine father. How was your trip?” she asked careful moving her drawing book but not closing it. ”I made something father. Look at it and it will probably change your mind.” Han Jie offered.