On the pool wall, he slipped twice and landed at the bottom of the U-shape pool. Then he lay on the ground motionless......
I was frightened, ran out and squatted beside him. I was not sure which part of his body was hurt, so I dared not touch him. I asked him frantically. "You, you, you......are you alright?"
He opened his eyes, his eyes were shining with a brilliant light. He slightly smiled and did not seem to be in a bad mood. He said. "Guan Xiao Yan, even if I am really handsome.....do you have to shout so loud?"
My face was flushed and did not know what to say. Actually, I was not restrained just now and he was scared by me. Just imagine, a person who was concentrating on doing something and suddenly someone shouted at him........
He saw that I did not reply and he said. "In fact, you should have secretly told me."
Me: "....."
Jiang Li, you are very cold......
I asked him. "Where did you hurt yourself? Is it serious?"
Jiang Li lifted his arm lazily and said. "Help me up."
I did as told, although inside me, there was a voice screaming at me, telling me......Guan Xiao Yan, in fact, you are the Master.....ah.....the Master.
I supported him and worriedly asked. "Jiang Li, do you want to go to the hospital? Are you in pain?"
He stood up and leaned half his body against me, frowned and said. "You are really very concerned about me."
I glared at him. "Nonsense! You are my slave, if you are crippled, who will wait on me?"
JL: "If I am crippled then you will have to wait on me."
I was angry. "Beautiful thoughts. If you are crippled, I will slaughter you."
He was not scared off by me but instead said nonchalantly. "I am not far from being a cripple and from the looks of it, you will have to wait on me for the next few days."
At this time, two Caucasians walked past us and one of them turned around and glanced at Jiang Li. Then he turned back to his friend and the two of them started talking in a foreign language similar to birds making chattering sounds.
I asked Jiang Li. "What bird (weird) language are they conversing in?"
Before Jiang Li could answer, one the Caucasians spoke in imperfect Mandarin to me. "Little lady, I am not speaking in bird language."
Suddenly I broke out in cold sweat. Whatever this guy learned was not good, he learned Chinese people's foul language and knowing how to curse was not a problem but also cursed themselves.........
Jiang Li did not wait for me to speak, smiled apologetically to the two people and led me away.
I was depressed and asked Jiang Li. "Were they speaking French?"
By this time, we had walked quite far off and he was still laughing. He nodded and said. "Yes."
Me: "What were they talking about?"
JL: "They said you are very cute."
I suddenly understood.....he did not understand French. But he was smart and he had made me happy, although I had always known that I was cute.........
Of course, after a long time had passed, I learned that Jiang Li was actually able to understand French. Under my threats, he finally told me the actual conversation between the two Caucasians and it went like this:-
Caucasian A said to Caucasian B. "I just saw this person slide down and his protective moves were very well done. He should not be injured, right?"
Caucasian B replied. "I have seen it too and he is certainly not hurt. This woman has been fooled."
Caucasian A said. "But this man's air skills are really good........little lady, I am not speaking in bird language." (The latter part of the sentence was spoken in Chinese.)
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When we left the ski resort, I asked Jiang Li whether he could drive and he gritted his teeth and said. "I can manage."
That made me even more guilty.
When we reached home, Jiang Li casually lay down on the sofa and without batting an eyelid, said. "Guan Xiao Yan, give me a glass of water."
I submissively obeyed and quickly poured him a glass of water. At this point, the role of the slave and slave master had inevitably reversed.
I was unable to complain and shed a thousand drops of silent tears. On the surface I had to look happy because he was now the patient......how unlucky could I get!
I handed him his glass of water and cautiously asked. "Jiang Li, are you sure you do not have to go to the hospital?"
He waved his hands, said. "It's nothing, don't worry."
I became even more embarrassed. "I'll pay for your medical fees......of course, if you want to, you can also pay your own........"
He took a sip from the glass of water I gave him and lazily put back the glass into my hands. I respectfully took it from him and then he said. "I have already told you, it's alright. A few days' rests at home will do."
I still felt apologetic towards him and wanted to speak but did not know what to say.
JL: "If you are still worried, then stay home and take care of me."
I felt a bit awkward. "But I still have to work.......or shall I send you to the hospital?"
"Work?" Jiang Li lifted the corners of his mouth and smiled slyly. "Don't even think about it."
I was at a loss. Why should I not think about working?
He proudly lifted his chin and looked in the direction of his study. "Go to my study table. On the table top, there is a magazine called ZZ Fashion. Bring it over."
My heart sank. Nervously looked at Jiang Li. ZZ Fashion? ZZ Fashion! I remembered that I and Jiang Li had placed a bet......this guy, did he really get an interview with ZZ Fashion? Heavens, how could it be?
I stood still as if struck by lightning and he pulled at the hem of my clothes, said. "What's the matter? What are you afraid of?"
I shuddered, trembling I put the glass down on the coffee table and slowly moved towards the study.
On his desk, a new magazine was lying there quietly in the most prominent position. Although it was finely bound but I found it hideous.
Then, the magazine's cover showed a well-dressed Jiang Li, with a calm expression, an indifferent smile, as if saying......Guan Xiao Yan, you are silly, right?
My legs turned weak, I almost collapsed but fortunately, I held on to the table in time. Trembling, I picked up the magazine, looked carefully at the cover feature, perhaps it could be another person who looked like him? I know it would not be possible but what if........?
I flipped the magazine, looked at the feature page and saw the big name.....AD?
Suddenly I was excited. The magazine called this guy AD and not Jiang Li! Oh, my God, I was almost deceived by him. But in this world, to find another person who looked exactly like him was a miracle.
So I excitedly ran back into the living room, holding the magazine and squatted in front of him. Pointing to the name in the magazine, I said to him. "Who are you deceiving? This person's name is AD!"
At this time, he was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed. He heard me but did not bother to open his eyes and leisurely said. "I forgot to tell you. I am commonly known as AD within the business circle in the country."