Chapter 33 - Maybe He Doesn’t Like Women? (2/2)

Hong Bao pursed her lips and watched, how he took another cookie. She should have eaten one more … ”He probably doesn't like me. He listens, when it's about work, but he never asks about me. He doesn't even look at me!”

”He's probably preoccupied with his work.”

”No, it's certainly not as simple as that! There must be some problem with me.”

Leng Jin Yu took another cookie and examined Hong Bao. Yes, she didn't have much status, but he didn't think the fate's scribe would mind that. Appearance wise … she could be counted as a beauty, though she was a little girlish. Maybe the god liked lady-like women better? But he appeared quite easy going … Leng Jin Yu couldn't really imagine him being with one of those ice-cold, haughty goddesses. Nah, he'd probably be alright with Hong Bao's type. Unless …

”Maybe he doesn't like women?”

Hong Bao coughed and stared at him incredulously. ”Say that again!”

”Maybe he's … more into men?”

”That … That's ridiculous! How could it be?!” Hong Bao cradled her head and whimpered. ”I was so sure he's my true love!”

”Heh! It's just one possibility I thought of. Who knows, if it's actually true?”

”Then how do I find out? I can't just wait and hope for nothing …”

”Observe him. Finish that mission he gave you, swing by a few times after that and chat with him. And you should definitely have a look at how he treats other women. You'll see eventually.”

”What if I still can't tell by then?”

”Then you'll come back here and ask me. I have an eye for such things.”

”Oh.” Hong Bao nodded. ”What if he really …”

Leng Jin Yu shrugged. ”Then you'd better give up. If he doesn't like women, you won't stand a chance, regardless of what you do.”

”Pass me a cookie.” She extended her hand, but Leng Jin Yu didn't comply. Instead, he took another one and bit into it. His face clearly showed his rejection. ”You're an asshole, Leng Jin Yu! Can't you see, that I'm heartbroken?”

”Then you'd better not eat these cookies or you'll be not only heartbroken but also fat. But who knows, maybe the fate's scribe is into that?” He frowned. Maybe that was the case …

Hong Bao slapped his arm. ”Don't talk about him like that! He's such an elegant man.”

Leng Jin Yu shrugged again. It wasn't his problem anyway. But speaking of Hong Bao's crush on the fate's scribe, Leng Jin Yu couldn't help wondering about his own love life. Was there no one in the nine heavens, he could take a fancy to?

Where were all those gods with jade-like skin, starry phoenix eyes and rose-like lips, whose every step seemed to be accompanied with the blooming of lotus flowers and the singing of mythical birds? Sure, there were beauties, but most of them didn't have that kind of charisma. In fact, they weren't that different from the immortals, he had seen down in the mortal realm. His expectations … Maybe they had been to high. Or maybe … he just hadn't found the right person yet.