Chapter 18: The One Who Started It All

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I did not know what had gotten into me, on Sunday I went out early to buy a green shirt. Because I'm a youth with principle, I did not buy red rose.

I came to the coffee shop across from my work place twenty minutes early, and through the coffee shop's window I could see the Hao Xing building. I even came on a Sunday to take a look at my workplace, this feeling was quite hard to explain.

When Miss Mo entered the coffee shop on her high heels, I glanced over at my watch, 3:30, exactly on time.

She sat down opposite me, then first praised my green shirt: "Not bad not bad, you're one of a few men who wears green that doesn't make you look like a frog."

I think my smile must be quite stiff.

The waiter came over and we both ordered coffee. To tell the truth, I really don't like this drink, but as a competent laity, in order to keep up my image, I could only follow the trend.

I took the initiative to say: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Wang Shou Ning."

Miss Mo's lips curved up: "Mo Bai Ling, nice to meet you." She squinted her eyes asking me, "I don't know if Mr. Wang wants to beat around the bush first or shall we just go straight to the point?"

"Straight to the point." To save us time.

"Okay." She suddenly circled her hands around, making a very strange movement.

I stared at her.

"I don't know where to start." She smiled apologetically.

I reluctantly took a sip of coffee, then said: "How do you know that was me online...let's start from there."

"That? You mean the "Pink Lady" ID?"

Com'on, could you not say it out loud, I flinched a bit, what had gotten into me when I created that nickname ah.

"Oh, that's because I checked your IP address and found it is the company's internal address, as long as you use the company's network, then the technical team would be able to find out who's using what computer correspondingly."

...This is one of the drawbacks of using the company's network when at work.

Miss Mo's eyes curved up looking at me and smiling, yet it made me feel a chill running down my spine.

"I have always taken an interest in you from the beginning. It was because I submitted a vacation leave to go abroad to relax but it was vetoed by An Yuan, so I put up his pictures online, but I did not expect to see someone so persistent."

She still had her smile on, but it looked a lot more gentle now, it gave off a very tender feeling to others and less oppressing, I felt somewhat relieved.

"Ai, actually everything started with me, I told An Yuan this as a joke. I said, you see, someone got so jealous of you to the point of even taking your picture as a dart target to play with."

She looked at her own coffee cup: "That time I actually thought about other arrangements, but then again this was not a plot in a novel or a movie. Unexpectedly, from my careless sentence, An Yuan began to pay attention to you."

I got beet red.

"I don't want to say much details, but until one day, he actually hacked into my computer to steal my chat with you." Miss Mo slapped her hand down, very indignant.

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