In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 69

I should be happy that he isn’t here, but somehow, I couldn't smile. There is a faint loss in my mind, making me not know what to do.

“Okay, I also have to be on a business trip.” I answer and try to cover the loss in my heart.

Frances Louis goes out after taking a shower. It's already three o'clock after I wash myself. I eat something casually and wait for Steven Song to pick me up.

Although Steven Song knows that I live with Frances Louis, it still feels strange that he comes here to pick me up.

Steven Song arrives here on time at four o'clock.

“It's not like you to be so punctual.” I smile to Steven Song.

“No matter how lazy I am, I can never make a woman wait for me.” He curls his lips and says chicly.

As for this, Steven Song is quite a gentleman.

He looks at my empty hands and asks, “we're going for three days. Are you sure we're going empty-handed?”

“Three days? Why don’t you tell me earlier?!” I roll my eyes to Steven Song.

“If it were only for one day, the other women would surely take a lot of things. People who watch shows go to the runway.” Steven Song laughs.

“You also said I am different from the other women.”

I have to go upstairs to take more clothes pack some toiletries, and follow Steven Song to the airport.

When I am going through security, I see a figure in front of me that looks like Frances Louis. But in a twinkling of an eye, he is gone.

To my surprise, Steven Song and I are flying economy.

“You don’t know. Now there are some women who buy first class tickets just to get on our rich boys.” He twitches his mouth, put on an eye patch, and sleeps from takeoff to landing.

When the plane lands, Steven Song takes off his eye patch just in time. I wonder if he is asleep at all.

The flight is delayed for about an hour, so we head straight for the show.

As Song Group is one of the sponsors of the show, we sit on the VIP seat of the main stadium.

There are two empty seats next to us.

I wonder who will sit next to me.

“Don't move.” Steven Song suddenly speaks to me, then reaches over my head and takes a feather from my hair.

“President Louis, you're here. Please have a seat.”

Not far away comes a respectful greeting.

My back stiffens and I feel a pang.