Xiao Lin Yingzi still tried to cause her trouble, but she was so busy she had no time to engage, actually finding the hassles reduced.
“Xia Yuluo, why do you smell like cooking oil? Does your home not have an exhaust fan, or do you live in the kitchen?”
Someone working all night in a restaurant would naturally smell of oil smoke. Despite spending long hours in the bathroom, she couldn’t completely remove the smell. She secretly used some perfume to mask the odor, only to face more criticism the next day – “Did you buy this perfume from a street stall? It’s more pungent than insect repellent!”
Yuluo wanted to buy a gift with her first month’s salary for Fang Yuzhe. She had many reasons: he’d helped her before, he bumped into her, and he played basketball daily for her to watch, adding some color to her monotonous life.
She couldn’t help imagining the moment of giving him a gift, her heart racing each time. Would he accept it? Would he smile? Would he finally notice her? No, better he didn’t – a poor, unremarkable girl like her was better off just watching secretly.
“Xia Yuluo, what are you doing? Can’t you hear the customers urging you? Are you hiding here laying eggs!” The boss’s wife impatiently shoved two beer bottles into her hand, “Quickly take them to the customers!”
Yuluo truly wished a thunderous roar from the sky would collapse this restaurant, and she might as well die here!
But the restaurant didn’t collapse, and she wouldn’t die, so the beer still had to be delivered!
Fang Yuzhe and his companions entered the restaurant, calling for the waiter to bring beer. The boss’s wife stuffed the beer into Xia Yuluo’s hands, and she had no choice but to reluctantly deliver them.
Yuluo lowered her head and placed the beer on the table. Normally, she should have asked, “Would you like me to open these?” But while the men were enthusiastically discussing the NBA game, she just wanted to escape quickly.
Fang Yuzhe reached out and took a beer bottle. His fingers were beautiful, with a silver ring on his index finger. Yuluo turned her head a second too slowly because of those beautiful fingers, and then—
“Oh? Isn’t this Xia Yuluo?
