The corners of the white-haired girl's eyes twitched slightly, and she pressed her lips together, as though trying to suppress her embarrassment and shame. Her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, her fingers trembling as if searching for a refuge where she could disappear. Her body was rigid, like a string stretched to the breaking point, tense beyond measure.
Despite her best efforts to look as though nothing was wrong, her flushed cheeks and stiff posture betrayed her true feelings.
Guys, I'm literally speechless. Nothing kills the mood like an average girl with way too much confidence. I already have someone with me, but she still comes over, thinking she's all that.
Jonas watched the girl's embarrassed expression with interest, a voice-over from some watermelon-headed idiot of a monster involuntarily playing in his head.
"In that case, I'll be leaving."
Beigong Ling forced down her shame and embarrassment and spoke with feigned composure.
"Take care. I hope you'll come 'visit me' more often, Miss Beigong Ling."
As he spoke, Jonas winked at her.
At those words, Beigong Ling's expression darkened. She huffed, ignored his remark, and walked straight out.
Once Beigong Ling had left, Jonas gradually dropped his smile and turned to Esnie. Seeing the timid look in her eyes, he reached out, stroked her head, and asked:
"How long were you waiting...?"
He had contacted Eiffel and Esnie as soon as he learned he needed to be hospitalized. The former still had company matters to handle. Without him around, the pressure the company placed on her would multiply, so naturally, she had little time to take care of him.
Esnie, however, was different. Given her personality, she had probably rushed over the moment she heard the news.
Yet he had only seen her that afternoon... Clearly, before coming inside, she