21 A Love Rival

Ji-a went home after a long day. She freshened up and looked at the email Ye Jin sent her. She thought that she would be designing a simple house but it was actually a villa. She also had to design the garden. Ji-a worked on it for two days and in the afternoon of the third day, Ji-a called Ye Jin.

"Hello." He sounded like he was sleeping.

"Is he taking a nap?" Ji-a thought to herself.

"Sorry to disturb you, Mr. Ye."

"Please disturb me, Miss Zhang."

"I called to inform you that I finished the design." said Ji-a.

"Really? That soon?" asked Jin in disbelief.

"Yes. Should I come to your office?" asked Ji-a.

"No, I'll come over to your house. It's rude to always have a lady come. Would you send me your address?"

"I'll send in right now ." and Ji-a hung up. She sent Jin her address and went to the kitchen to prepare some fruits. She was expecting a guest and that was the least she could do.

" What are you doing? Do you want some fruits?" It was her grandma.

" No, grandma. I'm expecting someone."

"Who is it? Is it one of your friends?"

"No, it's someone new."

"I'll be in my room then."

It took only 15 for Jin to get there. He wore a jeans and an shirt. Anyone would drool at the sight of this handsome face and lean, toned body.

"I'm already outside your home. Can you open the gates, please?" Jin called Ji-a.

"Come in." said Ji-a and open the gate.

She wore a cute, sleeveless dress falling upto her knees. She wore a pair of slippers and tied her hair in a messy bun.

"I don't understand you." said Jin as soon as he saw Ji-a.

"What do you mean?"

"The first time I saw you, you wore a casual jeans and tees. The second time time, you wore an off-shoulder top and pencil skirt. The third time you wore an evening gown. Fourth time you wore a crop tee and jeans. And now, you are wearing this pink cute dress. " answered Jin.

" What don't you understand in that? " asked Ji-a, quite surprised." And, were you checking out on me? "

" Your dress preference is so vast. "

" So, you don't like it? "asked Ji-a with a hint of mischief in her eyes.

" I like everything about you. " replied Jin, with a wink.

Ji-a felt so embarrassed so she decided to change the subject." Sit on the sofa. I'll bring some fruits. " Saying this, she went to the kitchen. But Jin followed her to the kitchen. "What are you doing?" asked Ji-a.

"Of course, helping you."

"I don't need you help." Ji-a brought the fruits over to the living room and sat opposite to Jin.

"You're such a grown up. Why do you still live with your parents?" asked Jin.

Ji-a tried to avoid eye contact with Jin as she said, "So what I still live with my parents? Don't you live with your parents too?" She could not possibly tell Jin about her nyctophobia and autophobia.

"I have my own apartment." answered Jin.

"Ohh!"

"Where's the design? Let me take a look." asked Jin.

"Here." Ji-a handed Jin a file.

Jin flipped through the pages and looked up to Ji-a with a smile so bright that it could blind someone. "This is beyond beautiful. Let me give a call to the client." and Jin took out his phone to call a number. He talked to the person for a few minutes and hung up. "Let's go meet the client."

"Why would I go?" asked Ji-a.

"This is your design, miss. It is also your duty to explain these properly to him."

"Alright then. Let's go." saying this Ji-a headed out.

"Where are you going in that dress?" asked Jin from behind her.

"Didn't you asked me to go meet the client?"

"Yes, you're going to meet the client but not in that dress."

"Why not?"

Jin scratched his head and replied "It's too revealing."

"How do you call this revealing?" retorted Ji-a.

"I don't know. Go change into something."

Ji-a went up to her room. "Why did I even listen to him?" Ji-a thought. She came down wearing a black pants and a slim fit shirt. She let her hair down. It was a bit curly because she tied it up in a messy bun earlier. She wore a sneakers and looked extremely attractive.

Jin looked at Ji-a in a daze.

Ji-a went up to him and said, "Enjoying the view."

"Very." Jin replied shamelessly.

Ji-a went to her grandma's room and told her that she was leaving. Jin drove his car with Ji-a sitting next to him in the front seat. They arrived at a hotel and went up to a private room.

"Do you trust me that much that you're not even asking me where we are going?" Jin asked Ji-a.

"I don't even know why I trust you." replied Ji-a.

Ji-a had trust issues but she didn't doubt Jin. She was even shocked at herself.

When they entered the private room, a man in his late 20s sat their. He had a very handsome face, godlike to be more precise. He also seemed tall and wore a business suit. He got up from his seat when Jin and Ji-a entered.