[You really don''t know how to go on a date, do you?] La typed.
[She wanted to get her hair washed, so was I supposed to stop her?] Hayden replied.
[... Fine! Hahaha! You two are so weird!]
[If you had told her that I wasing, she would have washed her hair before going out.] Haydenmented.
[Hahahaha! It''s my bad! I didn''t expect you two to actually go on a stroll together after the concert! Hayden, you don''t like spending time with women, right? Why did you cave?]
[I don''t hate Shelly.]
[Hahaha!]
Hayden stared at La''s message and felt irritated.
A few minutester, he received another message from her. [Hayden, take her to a mall after she is done. Shop for women''s clothes, skin care products, or jewelry. Anything Mom and I like, she would like as well.]
[You are mistaken. She is just a friend.] Hayden typed.
[Friends don''t make babies together. To us, Shelly isn''t just a friend of yours. What''s so wrong with you spending money on her? You have more money than you can count, and it''s not like you can take it to your grave.]
[...] Hayden was at a loss for words. He felt as though his family considered his unmarried status to be a great crime.
Shortly after, Shelly walked outside.
She had told the hair stylist to speed up the process and stopped the stylist before her hair was fully dried.
After paying, Shelly walked over to Hayden. "I''m done. Let''s go!
Hayden stared at her damp air and turned to look at the stylist. "Dry her hairpletely."
Shelly instantly fell silent.
Ten minutester, the two of them stepped out of the hair salon, and with La''s words in mind, Hayden engaged her in conversation.
"How about we go to a mall?" Hayden suggested.
Shelly nodded. "Sure! Which mall should we go to?"
"Any will do. I came here by car, so we can go anywhere," he replied.
Since they were going to travel in Hayden''s car, Shelly simply followed his lead.
They went to the parking lot, retrieved the car, and drove to a nearby mall.
Slightly unsettled by the silence, Hayden said, "What do you think is the biggest problem with your store right now?"
Shelly instantly grew nervous. She
is
considered her words carefully. "I think the biggest problem with our store is its scale. Weck the ability to develop new products or the capability to manage the entire store if it grows."
"Hmm," Hayden hummed, acting as though he were receiving a work report from a subordinate.
Seeing that he was genuinely
listening, Shelly continued, "I often
think about how to improve our business, but the current revenue we are getting is not enough to support drastic changes. We have to go slow."
"I see," Hayden acknowledged.
"Hayden, do you have any suggestions?" Shelly was interested in his thoughts.
A slight blush appeared on Hayden''s cheeks. "I''mpletely clueless when ites to how to run a cafe."
"But you manage such argepany. In terms of management, do you have any good suggestions?" Shelly continued.
Hayden''s face grew even redder. "I don''t directly manage thepany. My main responsibility is in technical research and development."
"Oh... I thought you were asking about my cafe to give me some advice," she said.
"That''s not it. I was just initiating a casual conversation," Hayden said.
"But your expression was so serious just now. It scared me, and I thought our store had some serious problem that I wasn''t aware of," Shelly said, unable to hold back herughter. "Am I that scary?" Hayden chuckled along.
"It''s not that you''re scary. You just seemed very serious," Shelly said emboldened by hisughter. "What do you
Co of my best friend,
Courtney? She''s beautiful andCòntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org
Hayden''s brow furrowed. "Are you trying to set me up with another woman?"
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