She turned to look at him. "You're hungry?"
He pinched his brow with his fingers, his breath smelling of alcohol. "I drank quite a lot with clients. I need something to fill my stomach."
"I will see what I can get." She got up and went into the kitchen.
There was still some beef, spinach, and carrots in the fridge.
So she made him a bowl of spinach beef soup.
As Mark stared at the bowl of spinach beef soup, she turned around and looked at him in puzzlement." What is going on?"
"There are carrots in there."
"Carrot is not a poison." She ignored him and went to take a shower.
He had alcohol all night while out entertaining clients. Now the tantalizing aroma of the soup made him hungry.
He looked at the carrots in the soup again and frowned. It was not after a while later he picked up the spoon and dug in.
Summer emerged from the shower after half an hour.
Mark was lying on the bed and had crashed out.
She padded over to the coffee table and saw something ludicrous.
Now she knew how much Mark hated carrots. She saw chunks of carrot were left on the edge of the coffee table.
He finished the soup and beef, and even washed the dishes, but left the carrots behind.
Who would have thought that a powerful company president would behave like a child-eating what he liked and picking out what he hated.
Mark looked up at this time and saw Summer resting her chin on her hand. She had a bright smile on her face. She laughed so much that her sparkling eyes narrowed into slits and her cheeks reddened like a Barbie doll. Mark's expression changed.
Summer had not noticed it but continued to listen to the man cracking his funny jokes. She was so entertained that she was shedding happy tears.
It was at this time that the man handed over his business card to Summer.
Just as Summer was about to reach out to take the card, the deep voice of Mark came to ears. "Get up."
Summer looked over at him in puzzlement. "Huh?" "We are swapping our seats." His voice remained deep.
"Why do you want to swap seats all of a sudden? I am comfortable with this position. It is convenient.” She looked at him.
Mark narrowed his eyes and shot a glance at her. "It is not so convenient for me."
So they swapped positions. With no one to chat with and tiredness setting in, Summer fell asleep.
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