Chapter 217 I Like It

From Erhai Lake to Dali, there's a special shuttle service to each of the streets. However, it's not those grand and high-end buses, but those of the olden times.

Currently, Grace was in the pickup truck driven by Kern. They were heading towards Dali. Along the road were green patches of farmland. No skyscrapers were visible in this area.

Kern rolled the windows down. He asked, "Do you want to listen to music?"

"It's your choice." Grace squinted her eyes lazily while leaning against the passenger seat. She's so drowsy that she barely had the energy to even open her mouth to speak. Kern glanced at her.

The cool breeze blew into the truck, messing her waist length hair. Somehow, it's a little disturbing to his eyes.

Her hair was a little messy. There's a few strands of hair that was covering her face. He couldn't help but to reach out to remove those strands.

Grace's eyes opened wide as soon as she felt a cold touch. She became aware and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Your hair is messy." He laughed, not realizing the awareness she had in her eyes. He continued to pick up the strands and tucked it behind her ears.

"Smack!" Grace slapped Kern's fair hand without any remorse.

"Ouch!" This lady!

Annoyance flashed across his eyes for a second before putting on a pitiful face. "Boss, you misunderstood. I only did that because your hair was messy. Nothing else." Nothing else?

Grace watched him coldly, "Mr. Lo, are you sure it's not because that you can't keep your hand to yourself?"

She snorted, he's just being a pervert.

"Oh...I have that..." Kern stuttered.

She frowned. "What's that?"

"It's... OCD." There's shame on his face as he explained. Grace went silent.

OCD...It's not his fault then.

She looked at him again... That shame and wrongly accused expression. Looked like he's speaking the truth. Maybe...he was accused wrongly?

She was silent for a while before saying, "Drive carefully."

he turned his head towards the road. His squinted eyes couldn't hide the excitement he's feeling. There's no exchange of conversations afterwards. Only the song 'Purple Fireworks' that

up with this song. Anyways,

for about an hour,

this beforehand. I'm not an agile person so I can't really walk that fast. If you insist me to accompany you to buy the gift, you might have to tolerate

call to an acquaintance that

sentence. "There's

them

him a weird look. Kern reacted quickly by laughing lightly while explaining, "Boss, you're the one that wanted to reward me,

sentence managed to decrease the

once where Kern asked about Grace's name but he didn't get any respond. That's why he addressed her as

used to this

located in the small alley of the town. The location itself was not strategic. Kern was following slowly behind Grace. When he passed by the alley, this hidden shop caught his

If there's nothing that you like, we'll go

sat on a rattan

owner of the shop came out with fresh tea in her

the cup and took a sip. "You serve the best tea as always." She

can of tea leaves before you leave." The owner of the tea shop was a woman in her thirties. They met each

In reality,

became aware of his glance. She put down her teacup and asked,

answered while pointing to one of

of them froze after seeing where he's

owner said meaningfully, "This young

who was beside her was silent. After a while, she shook her head and said slowly, "You can't buy

her change in expression. He frowned

Grace remained quiet.

convince Kern, "That tea set is not that delicate. Why not you

want this tea set only."

the owner's face faded away and

His pupils switched to the woman beside the owner from time to time... That tea set, he knew that it was not delicate. Among all the tea sets that were present, this was the one that caught his eyes. This was mainly because it was not

just chose this without further

at both women's

matter what, I'll choose this tea set." His eyes were now fixed on Grace that was seated

"It's not delicate."

like it that

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