Chapter 6 — Crossing the River to Find a Beggar Kiss

I withdrew all expressions, lowered my eyes and softly said: "The bad news is..." His whole body stiffened, his fingers started rubbing his thumb again, just like when he was in college, whenever he was stressed. It was the same when he confessed his love to me, waiting for a response was so stressful. Looking at it is both funny and sad. “This bad news, it's just for you.” His voice was so hoarse that it was unrecognizable: "I know..." "For the hot pot chain that I put all my effort into, a boss is about to fall from the sky!" I walked over, hugged my beloved man's head in my arms, and gently stroked his head. His hair is so hard that it hurts my hands a bit, but I'm still happy to do it. My eyes were red, my voice was a bit choked. "Idiot, someone has come to share money with you. Tell me, is it bad news for you?" He buried his face in my chest, his voice was low and hoarse: "No, it's my honor, the best news of my life." After a while, I remembered that I still had to wash the dishes. Every time he stopped me, I pretended to be angry and threatened before he gave in. He smiled helplessly: "Wait, the dishwasher will come home tomorrow." I hid in the kitchen, washing dishes while smiling softly, my eyes crooked. Coming home… that's right, home. After washing, I saw Giang Do hiding on the balcony to smoke. I proactively moved closer, pretending to inhale the cigarette he was holding in his hand. His other hand immediately pulled me into his arms. I raised my head suspiciously, only to see him extinguish his cigarette. "Nguyen, I was wrong, from now on I won't smoke anymore. "I was just a little stunned, because of Duong Duong, I've been longing for it day and night for more than two years, and it's finally back." I pursed my lips, stood on tiptoe, closed my eyes and gently kissed the corner of his lips. “Smoking is not good, I... want to grow gray and white with you. Also, sorry.” Open your eyes and immediately meet his disapproving gaze. He stroked my head, his eyes filled with deep gentleness and endless attachment. “Don't ever say sorry to me, what I want... is for you to be happy forever, Duong Duong.” 17. The temporarily hired store manager had urgent family matters, so Giang Do had to temporarily take care of the store. Because students are only free in the evenings after school or on weekends, I often come help him when I have free time. Even though we have hired a few service staff, during peak hours it is too crowded and sometimes there is still a shortage of people. I had just finished setting the table for a new group of customers and was about to return to the cashier. Suddenly there was a voice calling from next to me: "Waiter, may I ask..." I turned around to answer. The girl smiled shyly at me: "Sorry beautiful, I mistook you for a waitress again, I'm really sorry." I was stunned, why did you say "again"? Seeing my confusion, the girl smiled and explained: "A few months ago, my friends and I came to eat. We were the group that mistook you for a waiter and then called you the hostess, ha ha ha. You're so beautiful, I'm deeply impressed.” I understood and couldn't help but laugh. "There's no need to apologize, I didn't make the wrong call this time, sister..." Before I could finish speaking, Giang Do came out from the kitchen to bring food and answered me. “This time I still got it wrong, because it wasn't the waitress, it was the hostess.” Many customers in the restaurant all looked this way. My heart was pounding and my cheeks were hot. “Oh my god, the CP in real life that I push the boat on is now real! Boss, boss, 9999999 points!” Giang Do raised his eyebrows in satisfaction: "Thank you, let's talk to you today half price.” Other tables saw this and simultaneously sent their wishes, laughter mixed throughout the restaurant. The immediate atmosphere was like a wedding party – guests gathered around to congratulate. Giang Do's eyes were filled with laughter, pulling me - my face red - into his arms. “Today everything is 50% off, thank you everyone!” After speaking, he wrapped his arms around my waist and took me into the kitchen. 18. The wait staff are all busy welcoming guests out there, right now there are only two of us left in the kitchen. Out of embarrassment, I gently nudged his chest with my head. His chest was so hard that my forehead turned red. He laughed lowly, gently rubbing my forehead. “I told you, you don't need to clean anything up. If you really want to help, just sit and collect money." “It's just a simple cleanup, no big deal.” His big, dry and warm hand wrapped around mine, bowed his head and whispered in my ear, his cool breath blowing hotly into my ear. "But how can I let your boss have a hard time..." My face turned pink and I quickly leaned away from him. “Don't mess around, go home and talk.” He curled his lips and smiled, his cool and cunning face became more and more evil when he smiled like that. “I didn't think anything of it, but now you're saying it.” I bit my lip angrily, feeling tempted by him again. Suddenly I had an idea, remembering how he teased me last time. I also imitated it. Tiptoe closer, gently bite his earlobe, and say in a dark voice: "Okay, I'll wait." His ears were red, and I was red from my neck to my face, embarrassed and frantically ran out. It's truly the trick of "two defeats, one injury", injuring eight hundred people and injuring one thousand! (Completed official text)