C17 Work

Chen Zehua was at least close to forty years old. Sister Ting was only twenty-five, the age difference was just too huge. And why did the Sister Ting suddenly agree to be his girlfriend? I have to believe that Sister Ting had something she needed from me, and thus had to agree to it.

Since that was the case, it meant that the Sister Ting didn't like Chen Zehua and she wasn't happy either.

When I walked back home, Sister Ting had changed into a new set of clothes. I couldn't help but ask, "Sister Ting, was that man your boyfriend?"

Sister Ting stroked her sideburns as she looked at me and said, "That's right, what's the matter?"

Hearing this, I became extremely angry. Didn't you notice that he was a lot older than you? Regarding Zhou Bin, we can think of other ways, you don't need to sacrifice your own happiness.

Sister Ting said calmly: "Is he old? Why didn't I feel it? And I like his mature type of man. " With that, Sister Ting walked into the kitchen, preparing to cook.

Although we share a share of the rent, from the moment I moved here, it has always been Sister Ting cooking. Zhang Yutong practically never went into the kitchen, I doubt if she knew how to cook.

I hurried in too and said, "You're lying. You don't like him at all!"

"Oh, really?" Sister Ting turned around and looked at me with an exceptionally cold gaze. That feeling was really bad, "Then tell me, who is the person I like?"

"Yes …" I couldn't say it.

I originally thought that I only had respect for Sister Ting and feelings similar to kinship, but when I saw Zhang Ze Hua drive her to work, I felt extremely uneasy, as if something that I liked the most was being taken away by someone else.

This made me realize that I actually liked her, but I hid that feeling in my heart and didn't dare show it.

I really regret it, if Sister Ting had asked me last night, and I told her that I liked her, would she not have gone to the hotel? After that, I would not have had that kind of relationship with Zhang Yutong, and Sister Ting would not have been so cold to me.

Sister Ting saw that I did not say anything, and laughed bitterly: "Can't you say anything? "From now on, you don't have to worry about my matters and who I am with. This is my freedom and it has nothing to do with you."

With that, Sister Ting busied herself with cooking, but her expression was extremely disappointed. I knew that she was waiting for me to say that I liked her, but I just couldn't say it out loud.

Just as I walked out of the kitchen, Sister Ting suddenly said, "I've found a job for you. Waiter of the Night's Feast Bar, you can do it for a while. Once you're familiar with the environment there, I'll think of a way to make you a supervisor."

I know the Night Dinner Bar, on White Cloud Road near the neighborhood, which is Bar Street.

Why do I have to work in a bar? Besides, I can handle my own work, and you don't have to worry about it.

"If your parents are not here, I will be your guardian. You must listen to me. You can go to work tomorrow. " The Sister Ting thought for a bit, then said: "The owner of the Night Banquet Bar is Chen Zehua. If you go there to work, I can more or less take care of you."

I couldn't help but laugh coldly. "Hehe. So the nighttime feast bar is owned by your family. Since that's the case, do I even need to be a waiter? "Why don't you just let me be a manager!"

I admitted that what I said was infuriating, so I wanted to infuriate the Sister Ting.

As expected, when the Sister Ting heard these words, her expression instantly changed. She looked at me with reddened eyes, threw away the kitchen knife, turned around and ran into the bedroom.

Seeing this, I felt that what I just said was too much. I wanted to go over and apologize, but I couldn't say anything.

Then, Zhang Yutong came in and advised me that Sister Ting did this for my own good. Now that there's more wolves and less meat, it's too hard to find a job.

After that, it was Zhang Yutong who cooked the food. The taste of the food really couldn't compare to the skills of the Sister Ting who sat on the sofa watching TV after eating. I wanted to apologize to her, but her phone suddenly rang.

Pausing, Sister Ting smiled and picked up the call: "Director Chen, is there anything you need to make a call at this late at night?"

She was cold to me, but she was as gentle as water to that old man Chen Zehua. He only heard Chen Zehua laugh and say: "Nothing important, I was just thinking about you. I called to ask if you had slept yet?"

The more I listened, the angrier I got. Finally, I slowly stood up and said to Zhang Yutong, "Sister Tong, I'll go to sleep first. You should also go to sleep earlier." As I spoke, I walked towards Zhang Yutong's bedroom.

Zhang Yutong's eyes were filled with surprise. Sister Ting also looked at me with a complicated look as her smile suddenly disappeared.