Sweet Revenge

Chapter 133 Interesting young man

“What nonsense!” Silvia poked her with a finger and sat her back.

“Geez, sometimes it’s hard to tell what’s going on in this world!”

She sat down, still thinking she had a point,

“I think it’s because he’s done so many bad things that God can’t stand it and is punishing him for

you.”

Silvia shook her head, “Okay, I’ll get the check, you gossipy little girl!”

“How much less fun you have to have in life if I don’t gossip!” Winnie said defiantly.

As she stood up, Silvia saw Winnie’s phone on her desk, still with the news picture about the car accident, Ladarius … retribution?

After parting from Winnie, Silvia went for a stroll around Gleaner’s Street to see if there were any interesting objects and to pass some of her free time.

It’s a place that specialises in vintage items, but of course there are some real ones and some fake ones, so it’s up to your eye.

After two blocks, a small shop without a front door caught her attention. The shop looked small, but the items were arranged in a way that showed that the owner had his own aesthetic.

As she approached the front of the shop, she could smell a faint fragrance.

It was refreshing, not strong and fragrant, but rather elegant, which matched his small shop.

When he entered the shop, no one was there to entertain him, as if the shop was empty.

Silvia went through the shop one by one, but the shop was mainly devoted to wood carvings, mostly ornaments or hangings carved out of wood.

Depending on the material of the wood, the carvings were different.

The workmanship is not that good, but the shape of each object is unique, that is, the first impression after entering the shop is different from others, very special.

twice but didn’t touch any of the objects

she beard a clear man’s voice, “What are

noticed that there was actually someone in the shop, only sitting with his head down in the corner and with the light and the surrounding scenery obscuring it, she

to

he looked up and looked at himself quietly, his gaze as old and heavy as

got a bit

shop and don’t

the smell is mixed.”

her head to survey him, this young man

so, calling her

it was a wooden carving that was being

in this shop, you

go to a restaurant and you have to care which chef made them.” He seemed a little impatient and tried to sit down again when he

“Of course I care. I don’t

you had carved the wood, maybe I

the carving knife in his hand, he clenched it, “You’re here to pick a

aren’t you?”

not only have carved (carving) but also tree (tea) for

entendre.

its youthfulness, but when he opened his mouth it was choked with gunpowder, but his skills were obviously not up to scratch and he was so angry at her that he blew up at her after a couple of

go, go! Don’t keep

up”, so

“Who says I’m not buying anything, I just haven’t seen anything I

shop that catches your fancy, so get out

come out, scolding her, “You’re kicking out customers again! Do you still want to work here or not?

younger bro, who had just been in a flaming mood, instantly dropped his head

rooster.

an expression of understanding, Silvia looked at him

“You–”

was humiliating, he was quickly

next second

You’ve driven your customers away and you’ve carved all this shit to sell