Chapter 129 You''d Better Go Out Through the Back Door


    J just wanted to walk around freely when she was in a bad mood; she didn''t want to be recognized


    by people everywhere she went.


    When she heard Daniel''s name, Shirley, with a gleam shining in her eyes, asked J, "Are Daniel


    and you... really..."


    It was quite clear what she had meant. J was a bit depressed, and replied, "No. I have nothing to


    do with him."


    She thought that at most, he was just a friend who had slept with her!


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    When she heard her, Shirley seemed to feel more relieved. "Oh, I see. Well, you need to get down to


    work now, and I also have to check the sanitation first."


    J waved at her and entered the back room.


    The whole morning, J kept making Tiramisu, one after another, and she was silent, and looked


    very morose.


    Of course, not one of the salesclerks dared to ask her what had happened to her. Shirley wanted to ask


    her, but when she saw that J was so concentrated on her work, she finally gave up on the idea.


    She had to tell the salesclerks to rmend the Tiramisu to their customers.


    At noon


    Shirley said to J who kept making Tiramisu this morning: "It''s time for lunch now. Would you like to


    have lunch with me?"


    "I''ll have lunchter, you can go first!" replied J. She didn''t even look up when she spoke with her


    and just went on working.


    It was obvious that J was very sad; she didn''t even talk as much as she used to in the morning.


    Shirley wanted to cheer her up, but she had no idea how.


    "Would you like me to bring you a cup of milky tea?" asked Shirley. The Grand m was J''s


    favourite milky tea.


    "Yes, that would be nice. Thanks!" said J. Yes! This time, J didn''t refuse her.


    Shirley slightly smiled at her, and said, "Please wait a sec."


    When she got out of the shop, she saw that a red Cayenne was parked at the curb nearby. Since it was


    a luxury car, Shirley kept looking at it for the moment.


    A man got out of the driver''s seat and quickly walked up to Shirley, and said, "Hello, Miss Zheng. Is


    Miss Shao in the shop?"


    After looking at the man in front of her, Shirley began to nce at the Cayenne''s backseat windows,


    but she couldn''t see anything through.


    "Miss Zheng?" said Spark. He was confused, and looked at Shirley who was lost in thought.


    Shirley, who had heard Spark call her name, now realised that someone was talking to her, and


    nodded. "Yes. She''s in the shop, " she replied.


    "Would you please help me and ask her toe here?" asked Spark. On his way there, Daniel had


    called J for several times, but had found that her phone was powered off.


    He didn''t know where she was, so he had to go in front of her shop and look for her. And indeed, she


    was there.


    After she learned that the man was looking for J, Shirley felt a little frustrated, and replied, "OK.


    Just a moment, please."


    She came back to the shop and entered the back room. "J, someone is waiting for you outside, "


    she said.


    ''J told me earlier that Daniel had nothing to do with her. But he was looking for her outside just


    now... Why did J lie to me?'' thought Shirley.


    "Who?" asked J. She looked back at Shirley.


    "He seemed to be... Mr. Si''s special assistant, " replied Shirley. When she heard Shirley, J, who


    was busy making Tiramisu shapes, suddenly stopped working.


    Then, she just sat there, motionless.


    After a while, J said to Shirley, "Tell him that I''m not here."


    "But... I''ve already told him that you''re here, " replied Shirley.


    "... Well, tell him that I''m busy right now and that I''m not avable to see him!" said J. J felt a


    bit sad, and went on making her desserts with her head down.


    After she looked at J''s back and kept silent for a while, Shirley turned around and walked out of the


    back room.


    Spark was still waiting outside of the shop, and the Cayenne had already attracted a lot of attention.


    When Shirley told Spark what J had said, Spark, whose smile then slightly froze on his face, said,


    "OK. Thank you, Miss Zheng."


    He then got back inside the car.


    Later, it was quiet again. J, while looking at the clock in the back room, remained motionless.


    After 40 minutes or so, she gave up on all her hope.


    An hourter, Shirley, after she finished her lunch, returned to the shop with the Grand m milky tea


    in her hand. When she saw that the Cayenne was parked in front the shop, she slowed down.


    After she went back inside the shop, she realised that the people in the Cayenne hadn''t taken any


    action yet.


    J took a big sip of the Grand m and almost immediately felt better.


    "Thank you, my dear Shirley, " she said. J began to be in a much more better mood, and had also


    developed an appetite for lunch now. After touching her abdomen and hearing the gurgling sounds


    "Don''t mention it. I know that it''s your favourite, and it was my pleasure to get it for you!" said Shirley.


    She smiled and then looked at J, who was seldom gloomy at school.


    The milky tea was her antidepressant. In school, whenever J was morose, she would always run to


    the alley outside the school yard and buy arge cup of Grand m. After drinking just half a cup of


    the milky tea, she would feel happy again.


    And the same happened now, in the shop.


    "Um, what did you eat just earlier? I''m also hungry and want to find some food for lunch, " said J.


    She put her tools and gloves aside and began to walk towards the front room.


    "J!" Shirley immediately called her to stop.


    "Um?" uttered J, confused.


    "Well... There are still a lot of people outside the shop... You''d better go out through the back door!"


    said Shirley, while peeping inside with her head poking forward. She then fixed her eyes on the ss


    door behind J and saw the Cayenne''s reflection in it.


    When she heard Shirley, J turned around right away and walked towards the back door. "Thank


    you, my dear Shirley, you always take such good care of me. I should leave now. Wait for me in the


    evening, let''s have dinner together, " she said.


    When she knew that J trusted her so much, Shirley felt a little guilty.


    She wondered whether she did the right thing or not. "But... You can also try and go out through the


    front door. Perhaps they won''t see you!" she said.


    "No, thanks. I want to go out through the back door. It''s the same thing!" J said. And while uttering


    these words, she went out through the back door with her bag in one hand, and the Grand m in


    another.


    When she looked at J''s back slowly walking away from her, Shirley remained stunned for a quite


    while and then got back to work.


    J walked up and down the street behind her shop, but couldn''t find anything to eat. She had to


    leave that street and check the other street in front of her shop to get something else to eat.


    When he was feeling sleepy, Spark suddenly saw a girl, who was wearing a casual white dress


    beneath a denim jacket and a pair of white canvas, appear in the near distance.


    "Mr. Si, is that Miss Shao?" Spark immediately asked Daniel, who was busy working on the backseat of


    the Cayenne.


    A moment after, he coldly ordered, "Catch up with her!"


    J was still holding on to her milky tea and kept drinking it slowly. She saw a row of restaurants on


    the roadside, but didn''t want to eat lunch in any of them.


    ''Well, what should I eat now?'' she pondered.


    Suddenly, a car stopped on the roadside with a screech. When she heard the brake''s sound, J,


    with a well-conditioned response, looked towards the roadside.


    The Cayenne''s back door was then opened, and a tall man got out of the car, which made J''s heart


    race wild at that moment.


    After her rapid heartbeat, J felt very sad.


    She pretended not to see him, picked up her pace and went straight forward.


    Daniel put the pair of sunsses that he held in his hand on his eyes and followed her.


    When she was just about to cross the street, the traffic light turned red.


    "Get in the car, " said Daniel.


    He gripped J''s elbow with hisrge palm. J had her left hand tucked deep into one of the


    dress''s pockets while she was carrying the milky tea with her right.


    "Let go of me!" shouted J.


    She reacted violently, disengaging herself from his grip and also ferociously staring at him with a look in


    her eyes that could''ve melted stones.


    ''Does he think that he''s more charismatic when he''s wearing sunsses? He just wants to look


    handsome and cool!'' thought J furiously.


    Daniel''s hand left J''s elbow, and he finally put it into one of his wind coat pockets. Because they


    were so good-looking, J and Daniel attracted more and more attentioning from the


    pedestrians.


    "Stop, I want to talk to you, " uttered Daniel in his specific, cold tone of voice.