Seeing Lin Yixun hesitating, Xiao Mu comforted her, "Actually, although Hao has a bad temper and is arrogant, he’s not a bad person. As long as you explain your situation clearly to him, I think he will agree to help you."
Lin Yixun didn’t know what Xiao Mu meant by "not bad." It seemed quite different from what she had experienced.
"Thank you, Miss Xiao. I’ll go find Mr. Ouyang now." Although her hope was slim, Lin Yixun decided to give it a try.
Was it good luck or bad luck? Coincidentally, Ouyang Hao was at home with no announcements. While Lin Yixun was mopping the floor, she kept thinking about how to start the conversation, but after a long time, she still couldn’t find the right words.
"36 times." Ouyang Hao lay on the sofa, lazily said.
Lin Yixun froze in her actions, somewhat puzzled. Was he talking to himself?
Seeing Lin Yixun crawling on the floor like a robot, Ouyang Hao was a bit annoyed and displeased, "Blockhead, I’m talking to you!"
"?" Lin Yixun looked up in confusion, not understanding.
Ouyang Hao had to be more straightforward, "From just now until now, you’ve secretly looked at me 36 times. Including just now, that makes 37 times. Don’t tell me you’ve fallen for me?"
After all, countless women had fallen for him.
Unexpectedly, Lin Yixun shook her head vigorously, "No no no, Mr. Ouyang, I didn’t..."
Ouyang Hao thought she was embarrassed and wanted to tease her, "Then why do you keep staring at me? Can you swear you have no thoughts about me?"
"I... I..." Lin Yixun thought for a moment and decided to give it a shot, "Mr. Ouyang, could you advance me a year’s salary?"
Her answer was quite different from what he had expected. Ouyang Hao narrowed his eyes unpleasantly, "A year’s salary? You haven’t worked here for long, right? I’ve never had a rule for advancing pay."
Lin Yixun’s heart sank. She knew it was a slim chance for Ouyang Hao to agree, but she didn’t want to give up this last bit of hope.
She struggled to open her mouth and whispered, "Mr. Ouyang, I know it’s against the rules, but I urgently need the money. Could you possibly..."
"No." Ouyang Hao leisurely lit a cigarette and blew a smoke ring towards Lin Yixun’s face, sneering, "Your lack of money is your problem, it has nothing to do with me."
Lin Yixun’s shoulders drooped in frustration. She looked up, hoping to see some sympathy on the man’s face, but through the smoke, she couldn’t see his expression clearly. Her eyes began to sting, and her throat felt choked up, unable to say another word.
For no reason, she suddenly laughed softly, "Oh, I understand. Sorry to bother you, Mr. Ouyang."
Her smile was faint but carried so many emotions that Ouyang Hao couldn’t grasp it. It wasn’t a big deal, but he felt a bit irritable for no reason.
Impatiently, he waved her away, "Since you understand, don’t get in my way. Just looking at you annoys me!"
Lin Yixun nodded mechanically, "Okay, Mr. Ouyang. The house is clean now. I’ll be leaving."
With that, Lin Yixun slowly got up from the floor, walked into the storage room with a blank expression, put everything away, and left.
Ouyang Hao stared at the door for a long while before realizing she really left without a word.
He pouted unhappily and muttered to himself, "Really left? Couldn’t she have pleaded a bit? Maybe if I was in a good mood, I would have agreed? So stupid!"