Let's Get Married

Pehry is quite satisfied with this result. He nods and says, "Alright."

"I'll pacify Miss Jasmine when she comes back to work. Mr. Pehry, what else can I do for you?" The manager reports in detail.

However, once Pehry catches the word "pacify", he stiffens for a moment and puts down the beer can before placing the phone back to his ear. "Who told you to pacify her? Just let her feel scared! If it weren't for her audacity, how could she have guts to service that private room today?"

The manager reckons that Pehry must feel too concerned, so he adds, "Actually, it's not entirely Miss Jasmine's fault. I'll talk to her later and she'll understand."

Pehry is rendered speechless. He really dislikes the occasional stubbornness and stupidity of his subordinate. "Just follow my words! Don't pacify her. Why are you talking so many nonsenses?"

The manager doesn't know what he has said wrong, but he makes a quick response, "Sorry, Mr. Pehry. I was thinking too much."

"Don't be so stupid!" Pehry snaps through his clenched teeth, "If you calm her down, how can I make her obedient?"

This is a rare opportunity to him. He can't rescue her for nothing.

Only then does the manager understand Pehry's thought. He immediately observes three seconds of silence for the pitiful and innocent Jasmine.

What a tragic girl! She actually falls into the hands of such an evil man like Mr. Pehry.

After hanging up, Pehry opens a can and pours the beer into his collected crystal glass.

When he was a teenager, he used to drink from cans. But when he is getting older, he pays more attention to the containers.

As time passes, Pehry sits on the bar counter at home and drinks alone. He is used to living alone. When he has no business affair outside, he enjoys drinking alone at night. After all, he feels more comfortable to stay at home than be outside.

In fact, Jasmine takes a bath for only 30 minutes, but the journey from changing clothes to leaving the room costs her nearly 20 minutes.

It is a huge difficulty for her to decide whether to come out or not. She keeps asking inwardly, ‘If I don’t go out, will Pehry barge in? But if I go out, would I fall into danger?’

minutes of hesitation, Jasmine finally makes up

avoid some necessary misfortunes. They are both

finally opens the door

the stairs and looks down at the man sitting on the bar between the living room and the dining hall. He has changed into a family uniform,

combed bangs are now lying on his forehead, just long enough to cover his eyebrows. The warm orange light above his head scatters on his body. He sits in a casual manner, with one hand at the mouth of the glass and the other on the bar. He doesn't look so unapproachable as

breath and walks downstairs. Hearing the noise, Pehry looks up at the girl walking slowly down the stairs

to wear makeup. For one thing, she is a lazy woman. For another, she believes that the makeup will hurt her

case, she has a good skin. There is no thick pore nor acne mark on her face. Especially after a shower, it looks extremely fair and clean. And her facial features

meters away from Pehry before looking at him. She tries to break the silence. "Your home is so beautiful. It's different from

like?" Pehry snorts out of context, intentionally to

in a hurry, "I just think it would

enough to stay in the clubhouse, and I should make my

mutters softly, "Don't you like the pompous

catch it and repeats,

"Nothing."

up the glass and takes a

"What ... what?"

only shakes his head gently and calls in a demanding tone, "Just

way to resist. She is already used to being squeezed

at the four empty cans of imported beer.

and leans forward slightly. He reaches out to pinch her chin and gazes at her for a moment before uttering, "Innocent

Jasmine almost doesn't catch the meaning of his words. "Innocent face?

feels relaxed after drinking. Without the unapproachable sharpness, he looks like

"Yes, but everyone needs money,

their own lives every day. In the end, they

and refutes righteously, "I

you don't lack it, because you're already rich. I'm talking about ordinary