I Only Want You novel Chapter 168

As soon as James arrived at the building, he called Elizabeth, but no one answered.

He only thought that she was busy and did not have time to answer his phone, so he had to sit in the car and wait patiently. However, it had been half an hour, and she still did not come down.

He called again and she still didn't answer. So he pushed the car door open without thinking.

"Hey! Where are you going?" Seeing him like this, Isaac, who drove James here because his leg was not convenient, quickly pulled his arm.

"I'm going to find her!"

"Didn't I tell you not to walk too much? Just wait a little longer. She should be coming down soon."

"I know myself." James said, then directly opened the door and got off the car. He walked slowly toward the building.

But as soon as he entered the door, he turned around and walked back with an irritable look. She didn't want to expose their relationship. If he went to her company so rashly, she would probably be more troubled by that time.

He sat in the car again, then lit a cigarette for himself and started to call her again. Once again, no one answered. He said directly to Isaac, "Let's go! Send me back to South Lake."

*** Seeing that the car had interiors similar to James' car, Elizabeth dropped her eyelids and tried not to think about anything else.

"Hey, little intern! Why don't you speak anything?" Leo looked at her while driving the car.

Elizabeth thought for a moment and said, "You can find a place to park the car and drop me off."

"Well..." Leo paused for a moment. "I asked you to speak. And Is that what you want to say?"

"Excuse me, I have to go back and think about the design.... Could I not have dinner with you today?" She wasn't going to go to dinner with him. It was just too awkward for two strangers to sit together. Just now, she was afraid of meeting James when she went to catch the bus, so she had to choose to get into his car.

"Are you... standing me up?"

"Of course not." Elizabeth shook her head and tried to find a better word, "I just want to go back and think more about your suit."

"There's still one month before my concert. Don't worry. Or do you already have a good idea?"

"... Not yet."

"That's it. If you don't have enough food, how can you have the strength to work? Besides, customers will only like your work if you talk further and get to know them. Do you understand?"

"..." Of course, she understood.

Seeing that she didn't object anymore, Leo smiled with satisfaction and then called the restaurant to book a private room. Elizabeth always thought that people who looked genteel like Leo were mostly going to eat western food. Therefore, when she sat in the private room he booked and looked at the hot pot in front of her, she still felt a little surprised.

Hot pot?

"Hey, little intern!" Leo sat on the chair. He sat straight, probably because he had been practicing piano for a long time. But he didn't look rigid. On the contrary, he looked somewhat elegant. "Actually, I just wanna ask you that did you not know me before?"

"..." She thought for a moment and shook her head. "I don't think so." It was true that she had no experience, and Lisa also said that her current design was not mature. But after communicating with him, she would do well. She still had that confidence.

"Then so be it." With this, he put a piece of beef into her bowl. "Have something first. Let's talk about the work later."

There were only two of them in the private room. Besides, he was a stranger who she had just met today. They sat and ate together, while he added food to her bowl from time to time. After the meal, Elizabeth felt very uncomfortable.

After they finally finished eating, Elizabeth was eager to talk about work. Almost at the moment when she put down her chopsticks, she said, "Mr. Leo, do you have any special requirements about the suit?"

"I'm so full! I haven't had a good meal without any pressure for a long time!" Leo stretched himself with satisfaction, and then said to her, "We've just finished eating. Let's not be in such a hurry to talk about work, okay?"

Elizabeth was a little speechless. We couldn't talk about work while we were eating. We also couldn't talk about work after dinner. So when could we talk about work?

However, the customer was king. No matter what the king wanted, you had to respect his wishes.

In the end, the king was merciful and told her that he had no specific thoughts now, so he left his phone number to her. He only said that he would contact her when he had an idea, and then he sent her home.

The car stopped at the gate of the community. After getting out of the car, Elizabeth instantly relaxed a lot. After all, it was the first time for her to face the customer in her life for such a long time. It was absolutely impossible to say that there was no pressure in her heart.

As soon as she entered the door, Jane took out her slippers thoughtfully. "Madam, how are you?" Before Elizabeth could say anything, an unhappy voice came out—

"Where have you been?"