Chapter 229 - Mr Pessimist (1/2)

When Hoy got back, he didn't meet Sara in the Hall he had left her.

According to the workers there, he was told that she went out after getting into a quarrel with one of the employees.

He wondered where she was and whether she was having second thoughts about this already.

He called her line but she wasn't answering the phone either.

In worry, he went out to look for her.

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”So...what exactly do you want to know?” Fazhan asked her.

”You can just be your real self. They might like you that way. Who knows?”

When he finished speaking, he heard her laugh out sarcastically like he had just said something extremely funny.

”My real self? Do you know my real self? It's terrible! they'll probably hate me more.” She shook her head against the idea and stopped laughing.

”Are you that horrible?” He asked in surprise.

”Of course” She quickly answered.

”You see...I'm currently taking a manners and etiquette class. My boyfriend doesn't know about it though. I'll be so embarrassed if he finds out.” She used both hands to cover her face.

”I have to be 'mannerful' before meeting them. That's my worry. It's too soon”

”Mannerful?” He looked at her in confusion.

”Yes.. Like having more manners.” She answered like the word was totally correct.

”Oh....”

'Even her word choice is something else' He thought.

”Since you're taking those classes, it's a plus.” He then remembered that her father owned a restaurant.

”But you can cook right? Your in-laws would definitely like that part of you.” He assured her with a smile.

His wife liked cooking. And she also liked trying out new stuffs. If Sara was a good Cook and could bring new recipe ideas, he was sure Dana would like her.

He saw her pretend to cry. ”That's even worse. I can only make noodles.” She complained with a pout.

”Eh... Only noodles?” He almost asked her why she didn't know how to cook when her father owned a restaurant but he knew he would give himself away that he probably knew her.

”Yes. Only noodles. But... I'm going to start the cooking classes soon. My father is a really good cook and he promised to teach me.”

She regretted not learning earlier. This was such an embarrassment.

”But.... Do you like him a lot? I mean your boyfriend?” He was curious about it. He wanted to know how she truly felt about his son.

”Of course. If I do not I wouldn't be bothering myself with trying to be better. He's just so perfect and I'm a psycho...” She whined.

”Yes. He is perfect” He said proudly.

When he saw her raise a brow to look at him questioningly, he added. ”And you're not a psycho.”

Sara smiled excitedly before taking his hands. ”You're such a nice man. It feels nice talking to you.”

Her eyes darted sideways and soon she was smiling mischievously.

”Since you work here, will you be able to have a free access into Hall 3B tomorrow? Since everyone can only enter after presenting an invite”

Hall 3B was the one to be used for his mother's birthday. He wondered what this girl was up to with that kind of smile on her face.

”I can try... Why?” He asked suspiciously.