“Are you bored too? Don't you have work to do?" Yi Yi's anger had subsided a bit. She was starting to accept that this man wouldn't understand even if she mocked him. Don't foreigners fill their schedules with activities? Why was he wasting time chatting with her? Was he some kind of jobless wanderer? Yi Yi glanced at him. No wanderer wore a suit. It was quite amusing.
"I'm skipping work today for you," Charlie replied casually. After all, the company had plenty of other employees. Skipping a day wouldn't hurt.
"You're seriously deranged," Yi Yi muttered. She wondered if there was a psychiatric hospital nearby. Why hadn't they taken him in yet?
"I'm not crazy. Are you a doctor? Why do you keep saying I'm sick?" Charlie genuinely didn't think he had any issues. How could he not know his own body? Of course, he didn't realize Yi Yi was insulting him. His limited Chinese comprehension only allowed him to grasp the literal meaning of words.
"Why did you come all the way here early in the morning to talk nonsense with me if you're not sick? We barely know each other, and I certainly don't owe you anything," Yi Yi snapped. He was more persistent than a debt collector.
Now Charlie understood Yi Yi's words. "Of course, you don't owe me anything. I just want to take care of you, protect you, like a sister," Charlie confessed, hoping she'd believe him.
Yi Yi was taken aback. "Do you say this to every girl, or is it just foreigners who do this? I'm not your sister. Do I look like your sister?" His sister would probably be a blonde with blue eyes like him. How did she resemble him at all? He was really full of himself. Maybe this was his way of picking up girls. First, he'd use the term "sister" to lower her defenses, then strike.
"No, I only say this to you. And I don't have a sister. That's why I hope you'll be my sister," Charlie insisted.
"We're not even from the same country," Yi Yi retorted. She had no intention of being buddy-buddy with a foreigner, especially not forgetting America's past atrocities against China. Maybe she'd been killed by an American in her past life. Oh, the kinds of people who still had such thoughts were definitely not right in the head.
"That's what makes you special," Charlie said. Foreign women rarely possessed the gentle and caring nature of Eastern women. Having such a sister felt great, especially since Yi Yi was cute.
"You're quite skilled at deceiving girls, aren't you? Well, you won't fool me," Yi Yi declared, feeling as though she'd seen through his tactics.
"I'm sincere. Why would I lie to you?" Charlie was finding it hard to deal with this girl.
"Sincere? We hardly know each other. What's sincere about that?"
"We met last night. You know my name is Nado, Charlie, and I know yours is Yi Yi. We'll get to know each other better over time," Charlie explained patiently.
Yi Yi didn't buy Charlie's words. She believed he was just bluffing. Even a pig could fly in his world.
"Admit it, you're trying to swindle money and affection from me," Yi Yi blurted out without thinking.
"Haha!" Charlie burst out laughing. Swindle money and affection? He glanced at her attire. Where was the money and affection he could swindle from her?
"What are you laughing at? You got caught, didn't you?" Yi Yi wasn't buying his attempt to mask his embarrassment with laughter. She wasn't a three-year-old child to be easily fooled.
"Look at your outfit. There's no money or affection to be swindled," Charlie teased, intentionally scanning her from head to toe. There was nothing worth swindling on her.
...
Another flock of crows flew by!
Three flocks of crows had flown by since she met him last night. Yi Yi wondered if this boring man was her jinx. To be more precise, he was definitely a jinx.