I Like You And I Don't Joke...

Nancy had been grinning for a long time. Fortunately, she was good at acting.

Even though the person in front of her was as cold as ice, she could still smile as if he was her boyfriend and they were intimate.

Ever since she was recognized as a waitress by Ford last time, she had always wanted to allure him again.

And it was such a coincidence that there was someone mysterious who asked her to put on a play at the right time and even deposited a large amount of money. In fact, even if no one ordered her, it was impossible for her to give up Ford.

Moreover, she accompanied her uncle to the banquet tonight. Her uncle was Dave, who was famous in the financial world and had once worked as a consultant at the Ainsworth Group.

With high reputation, he was even respected by Ford's father. Thus, Ford needed to view him as an elder and greeted him.

Otherwise, she really couldn't think of any way to have a chance talking to him.

At this moment, she blinked her eyes and asked with a wronged expression, "President Ainsworth, do you really have no impression of me at all?"

The man looked noble and cold. When he didn't say anything, he appeared to be indifferent.

The slightly long and narrow eyes made his face more attractive. As soon as you looked at him, you may be seduced by him.

Ford didn't answer her.

Out of respect for Dave, Ford did not leave immediately. But he did not even look at the woman who was trying to talk to him.

Jeffrey, who was standing behind him, recognized her at a glance. Wasn't this the waitress who caught up with his boss last time?

It seemed like there was a misunderstanding. How could a waitress dress like this? How could this dress be the same size as the clothes he bought for his Husky?

Could it be that people nowadays can't even afford the clothes because of the financial crisis?

Ford said, "Uncle, I have something to do today. I'll visit you another day."

It was obviously that he wanted to leave. He also showed them respect. With great reputation, Dave certainly had a high EQ. He took the opportunity to say, "Ah, alright, you can go to work."

Ford nodded slightly and left immediately without even glancing at the woman beside him.

Nancy shouted unwillingly, but she was interrupted by Dave.

"Nancy, stop that!"

Nancy pursed her lips and smiled brightly as she replied, "Alright." Anyway, there were plenty of opportunities for her to achieve her goal.

Julia had just taken a quick glance before Mark pulled her to the private room.

In fact, she was not that sad. It was normal that there were a lot of women accompanying Ford, who was an outstanding man.

However, after saying those words last time, she still felt somewhat complicated when seeing him again.

After patting her face with cold water in the bathroom, she was now far more sober.

Returning to the room, she was instantly happy while she looked at the delicacies.

All dishes Mark instructed the chef to prepare were low—fat and steamed, which were delicious but not fatty. Julia could enjoy herself to eat them.

Every mouthful made her want to shed tears.

It extremely delicious.

Mark didn't eat much food, he preferred to look at Julia eating.

Although Julia ate very quickly, she was still generous and good—looking, not making people feel she was rude.

"Why aren't you eating?"

"I am full."

Mark wore transparent gloves and carefully peeled off the tail of the deep—sea shrimp with his slender fingers. Then, he gave them to Julia.

"You are such a good younger brother, I wonder who will you marry in the future?"

Julia enjoyed her meal and teased him for his thoughtfulness.

"Do you want to consider it?" Mark looked up at her with his eyes burning.

"Stop joking." Julia ignored his words and tucked her hair. Her long eyelashes flashed a few times before she took a cup of water.

The smile in Mark's eyes deepened, and he slowly said, "What if I say I don't joke with you?"

"Ah..." Julia was suddenly frightened and suddenly have hiccups by his words.

Mark walked behind her and began to pat her back slightly. Seeing her shoulders were trembling, he frowned and asked softly, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"It doesn't matter," Julia hurriedly waved her hand, indicating him to stop. It was useless to pat her back as she was not chocked.

She hiccupped again.

She was too embarrassed and her eyes were red with hiccups, feeing like she was no longer a respected sister.

She was sitting while Mark came forward from behind her and bent down slightly. He gently pinched her small chin with his two long fingers. Under Julia's astonished gaze, he slowly rubbed away the water on her face with the other hand.

The two of them were extremely close, which made Julia's entire body stiff, and she felt the place he touched seemed to be burning with fire.

The woman's instinct made her alert. What was wrong with her brother? Why was he, a little strange?

She hurriedly wanted to retreat, but she was tightly pinched by him and unable to move.

Julia could only reach out her hand to pull Mark's arm away because she couldn't say a complete sentence while hiccupping. However, she didn't expect the youth was strong although he looked thin.

She was too weak to pull his arm away after hiccupping.

Julia was hiccupping while her shoulders were trembling, and she was still holding Mark's arm. She looked very cute.

The young man looked at her deeply. It was easy to tell his desire from his expression. He said with his voice turned to be hoarse, "I like you."

Once the restrained emotions were released, they appeared extremely unrestrained. Mark bent down and approached her, he said, "It's true."

The closer he was to her, the more he wanted to ruthlessly embrace her in his arms. This kind of painful and anxious feeling caused him to have a terrible headache, and his forehead started to sweat.

Therefore, he had been restraining himself from looking for her because it was not the right time. He was not confident that he could take her away.

Julia felt extremely confused now. She looked at the handsome youth in front of her in horror and felt that she might was in a novel rather than in reality.

It was strange to hear her younger brother say he liked her.

Mark looked at Julia, who was rolling her eyes and whispered, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"..." She was uncomfortable all over.

At this moment, she even had already ignored her hiccups. She asked him in a trembling voice, "Are you okay?"