Chapter 306: Why Can’t I Wear A Suit While Taking A Walk?
Thinking of this, she pushed the shopping cart to the food section and picked some fresh ingredients. Because of her limited cooking skills, she decided to make grilled meat. Compared with those complicated cooking methods, grilling was much simpler, and it was the most suitable one for Yvonne, who barely knew how to cook. After she bought the ingredients, she bought some equipment in the supermarket before went back. After everything was ready, she rang the doorbell of James’s apartment.
James had originally planned to go out. Hearing the doorbell, he walked over and opened the door in confusion, only to see Yvonne standing outside. He was puzzled and asked, "What’s wrong?"
Yvonne wanted to invite him to have a meal with her, but she found he was wearing a straight suit, so she guessed he was going out. She changed her mind and asked, "Are you going out?" James nodded.
Yvonne was stunned for an instant and admitted that she was negligent. How could James stay at home every day? Thinking of this, she was a little depressed and said, "Since you’re going out, then just forget it." She turned around, intending to go back. "Wait!" James stopped her.
Yvonne looked back. James glanced at her slightly disappointed face and asked, "Why do you come to me?" Yvonne said, "It’s not a big deal. I just wanted to invite you to have grilled meat. But since you have things to do outside, maybe another time."
She turned her head around and was about to return. "Wait a moment." James stepped forward and said, "Who said I have things to do?"
Yvonne was a little puzzled, saying, "But didn’t you just say you are going out?"
James raised his eyebrows, "Can’t I go out for a walk?"
"For a walk?" Yvonne blinked, "Are you sure you want to go out for a walk dressed like this?"
A touch of embarrassment flashed across James’s face, but he quickly hid it and said, "Why can’t I wear a suit while taking a walk?" Yvonne was not convinced.
"Didn’t you just invite me to have grilled meat? I like it!" James reminded, afraid of being seen through.
Yvonne turned and walked into her apartment, and James followed inside. This was the first time he stepped into her apartment. He had moved here for a month and invited her to have dinner several times, but he had never had the chance to get into her home, so he couldn’t help feeling a little sad. But anyway, he had finally taken the first step. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt refreshed. He couldn’t help blurting out, "I will take my time."
Yvonne had just come back after closing the door, and when she heard his words, she was puzzled and asked, "What?"
James realized that he had accidentally spoken his mind bluntly, so he quickly made up an excuse and said, "I mean, you should take your time to re-decorate your apartment."
"Re-decorate my apartment?" Yvonne looked dumbfounded, "What’s wrong with it? It looks fine."
James thought he must make his lie more plausible, so he pretended to dislike her apartment and said, "It’s not good at all. Look! The color of the wallpaper does not match your temperament at all, and the color of this sofa is too dark. It looks boring. And this, that... things here are inconsistent."
James turned into an expert in finding faults, making unnecessary complaints about her apartment seriously. Yvonne frowned. She hadn’t thought there was anything wrong here before, but after he had caviled at this apartment, she felt there were problems. No wonder since she had moved in, she had been in a dull mood. It turned out that the colors in this apartment were wrong.
Things were all black, white, or gray, so it was indeed too dull. "You’re right. The colors were not good," Yvonne said.
...
Seeing that she was already deceived, James continued, "Yes, the problem is huge. How can you use such dull colors? A girl’s apartment should be brighter."
Yvonne thought it made sense, but this was not her property, so she said, "Forget it. I may deal with it later. Let’s grill the meat now," Yvonne said. And then she turned and walked towards the kitchen. James breathed a sigh of relief and followed up. "Let me speak frankly. This time, I will provide the venue and ingredients. You will be responsible for the cleaning. Don’t play tricks," Yvonne said while grilling the meat.
James nodded, "Sure."
He glanced at the meat on the grill and couldn’t help frowning, saying, "Let me do it." If she continued, the meat would be burnt. Yvonne handed the tool over with embarrassment. Watching James grilling the meat skillfully, she couldn’t help but feel a trace of admiration. "James, how can you be good at everything? You can cook noodles, hot pots, and grilled meat. Have you ever taken cooking classes?"
James frowned, "I am a man. How could I take such classes? But I have been in Europe for a long time but could not get used to the food there, so I learned cooking by myself."
Upon hearing this, Yvonne nodded and said, "So, you have been lived in Europe before." James nodded, "To be precise, I have lived there for five years."
"Five years?" Yvonne was slightly surprised. James nodded, "I went there when I was fourteen."
He had gone to Europe because he hated that bustard Benjamin, and he had stayed there alone for five years. During those five years, because he had been unwilling to accept the financial support from his family, he had suffered a lot, and his cooking skills had also been honed at that time. "I envy you! You have lived abroad for so long."
Yvonne couldn’t help but envy when James finished speaking. But he frowned, "Why? It’s not good to live abroad at all."
"Really?"
Despite what he said, Yvonne still had beautiful illusions about life in Europe. When she had been in medical school, she had wanted to study abroad, but... Yvonne sighed silently.
James noticed that something was on her mind, so he asked, "What’s wrong? Do you like to live abroad?"
Yvonne shook her head, "I don’t know whether I like it or not. I have never lived abroad for a long time. Of course, I sometimes travel abroad for short periods." James nodded and listened to her carefully.
Yvonne continued, "When I was in medical school, there was an exchange program.
And my supervisor strongly recommended I should apply, but..."
"But what?" James asked.
"There was a small accident, so I gave up," she sighed.
She had recalled the events of the past. James didn’t ask anymore. He handed the grilled meat to her and said, "In fact, if you still want to go, it’s not too late now."
"No. I think I should focus on my current work now," Yvonne shrugged.
Hearing her words, James didn’t say a word but grilled the meat in silence. It didn’t take long for them to get full. Yvonne glanced at the table and said, "You promised you’ll take care of the cleaning work."
James nodded.
Upon seeing this, Yvonne picked up her mug and went to the living room to watch TV, mimicking his actions. James couldn’t help but chuckle, and then he rolled up his sleeves and began to do the cleaning. While sitting there, watching the TV, Yvonne kept peeking at the kitchen.
...
She found that he was quite good at doing housework. However, she still decided to find fault with him because he had been too arrogant before. She must avenge herself on him. Therefore, Yvonne put down her mug, got up, and walked towards the kitchen. When she entered the kitchen, James was still washing the dishes. Watching him standing in front of the sink in a neat suit, she felt very delighted. When she was about to speak, James suddenly said, "Come and help me take off my jacket."
Yvonne was startled, "Can’t you take it off by yourself?"
James turned around and raised his hands covered with dish soap suds. Yvonne thought it was not a big deal to help him, so she walked over to the front of him, but she was somewhat at a loss about where to start. She asked, "How should I take it off?"
James couldn’t help but smile and then said, "Let me teach you. Unbutton it first."
"OK."
Following his instruction, Yvonne undid the buttons. Then he continued, "Bring the gloves here."
Yvonne said "OK" again and did as per his request.
"Put them on my hands," James said.
So, Yvonne helped him wear the gloves, and when it was done, she looked at James again and asked, "What’s next?"
Looking at her puzzled face, James held back the smile on the corners of his lips and said, "Then take it off."
Upon hearing this, Yvonne suddenly understood what he meant and nodded. She then walked closer, held his collar with both hands, and slowly took off his jacket. James stared at her serious profile, standing still, and he couldn’t help but smile secretly. What a silly girl!
It took Yvonne a lot of time to take off James’ jacket. She held it in her hand and turned around, intending to put it aside, but suddenly, she realized something was wrong, so she turned her head to look at him
James hadn’t expected it would take such a long time for her to realize what was going on.
She asked, "James, are you playing a prank on me?"
James burst into laughter. He had made a lot of efforts to suppress the laughter just now. Yvonne got angry, threw the jacket into his arms, turned around, and returned to the living room angrily. James put down his jacket and glanced at her on the sofa, and then he turned around with a smile and continued to wash the dishes. In the living room, the more Yvonne thought about it, the angrier she got. She had been fooled by James. No! She must retaliate.
At the thought of this, she stood up and walked towards the kitchen, only to find that the whole kitchen had been tidied up by him, and it was even cleaner than before. She deliberately reached out one finger and touched one place, but it was spotless. Was everything so clean? She felt it a little unbelievable. But she came here to find fault with him, so she clapped her hands and coughed a few times on purpose.
"Ahem..."
James was putting the cutlery into the sterilizer now, and he turned his head when hearing her cough. Yvonne said, "Are you finished?"
James nodded, "Yes."
Yvonne nodded and pretended to check his work. In the end, she couldn’t find the slightest reason to blame him, so she pointed to the floor casually and said, "There are water stains here. Look! The water must have been splashed out when you washed the dishes."
She pretended to be serious.
Hearing that, James looked over, but he didn’t even see a single water stain. He frowned, "Yvonne, is there anything wrong with your eyes? Where is the water stain?"