"Look, I'm busy in the office so I can't face you. And then I don't want to entertain a visitor when it's not about business." I told Mr. Yun.
"Just this once. I'm going home to China soon. I want to be with you because when I'm there I don't know when I'll be back," he said to me.
I rolled my eyes. I would have liked to tell him that I don’t care if he goes home to China. It's better that I can't see him. But I chose to keep quiet.
"All right, I'll get ready to go to the office," I said.
"All right. See you there," he said once, cutting the phone line.
I'm irritated with annoyance because no matter what I avoid, that man will still come.
I went into the bathroom while snoring. It's like I don't want to go to the office today because I know that man is there again.
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