OPEN YOUR MASK, PRINCESS!
Episode 29 HIDDEN REALITY
Does anyone understand this feeling?
Expecting but not getting.
Avoiding but always facing.
More sad, hate but not the power to forget.
It's all about unexpressed memories.
__Quote of Yue Hwa aka Weini__
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You want answers? Then I'll give it, but I'm sorry if it doesn't live up to expectations.
“Nona?” Xiao Jun once again moved Weini, although his tone was quite gentle, yet it felt sharp as a sword-eye to Weini who was caught by the simple question.
“I... I have no clan, Mr.” Weini replied with a heavy sigh. Does this sound ridiculous? Weini looked at the man before her flat expression after urging him to give an answer.
I know that I'm a cuekin. Weini's growl.
“Pffff…. Ha ha ha...” Xiao Jun laughs blaringly. He closed his mouth to control the volume of the sound. With a stand he let Weini stupefied in confusion because of his laughter.
“There's a funny?” Plain weini asked.
“There. You are funny.” Xiao Jun said, his laughter subsided and his expression returned serious.
“Mandarinmu is so fluent. You also have a unique name. Maybe I'm the one who's rude about asking personal questions. But I'm pretty sure you have a clan. I won't force you to tell me.” Xiao
Jun finished what he wanted to convey. He should not be disappointed, however from the beginning he knew the girl was not easy to approach in the usual way.
“Ah... sir is too much. I'm just an ordinary girl. How's with you? What's your margaret, sir?” Weini asked back. It is certain that the man from Hong Kong has a surname. Weini wondered which of the wealthy families she was from
hail from?
Xiao Jun tegugu was stiff, he had no preparations for the counterattack of his interlocutor. As an honorable young master in his country, he did not need to introduce himself, the crowd already knew him. Should he be honest about his true identity? To his death, Xiao Jun still admitted that he inherited the blood of the descendants of Wei, but in the public eye he had a great responsibility towards the great lord Li. Moreover, the safety of his mother and brother became a bet.
“Master?” Weini knocked the fingers on the table. Unexpectedly cornering people feels very pleasant. Just now that he felt glued because of Xiao Jun's question, he had now turned things around. Yet why did Xiao Jun also need time to answer that question?
“Li Xiao Jun.” replied Xiao Jun briefly but his voice sounded weak.
“Eh?” Weini. This man surnamed Li? One clan with him and have a large business to an international scale. Is it possible that he is still a close relative of Weini?
“Tu... Mr Li, what's your father's name?” Weini asked carefully. His little heart hoped for an answer, but his sense of hearing seemed unprepared to hear it.
Two waitresses approached their table with trays containing two large bowls of ramen and three additional bowls of topping. Xiao Jun was saved for a moment from the point of tense questioning. Both are quiet, though,
let waitress present their orders one by one.
“That's a question I don't need to answer. Welcome to dinner, miss.” Xiao Jun tried to calm down. Successful transfer of topics of conversation. Weini did not even twitch and chose to silence her mouth with a bowl
ramen. The awkwardness turned out to affect the taste of his favorite Japanese noodles.
Tasteless.
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Xin Er served tea from an antique clay pot into a cup. The unique furniture is part of a collection from Liang Jia that was collected during the girls. The hot tea was allowed to boil by the great mistress, she looked lethargic without spirit.
“Mistress, please drink while hot.” Xin Er bowed respectfully letting her master drink. He felt astonished at Liang Jia who looked gloomy after his four daughters came home. Liang Jia will be seen
happy when his daughter was present in plain sight, but when he returned alone it was the depression that approached.
“No need formal. I want a talkative friend as a fellow mother.” Sergey Liang Jia. His index finger pointed at the chair next to his desk. He allowed Xin Er to sit there through body language.
“Thank you Mistress.” Xin Er occupied a sitting position according to her employer's permission.
“I thought I'd be so happy to meet my kids again. But something was wrong with my feelings. Watching them grow up to be beautiful, smart, well-off girls makes me feel even more guilty. If you were me, would you feel that way?” Liang Jia shed tears and rushed to wipe her with a handkerchief.
Now Xin Er understood why Liang Jia had been so depressed lately. The feeling of pleasure at once boomerang for him who continued to feel guilty towards Yue Hwa.
“I understand your feelings mistress. I am also a mother who lost her husband and separated from her children. No wonder the madam felt guilty towards Miss Yue Hwa. But you should also be able to appreciate the feelings of the four innocent ladies. They also need your attention and love. We may remember something that is missing, but do not let ignore that still survives.”
Xin Er clearly understood the pain of losing. He was forced to regard his flesh and blood as the master's son, and his pills were separated from the girls who still needed guidance. But who can fight against destiny?
Xin Er's advice sounded very soothing to Liang Jia's heart. He was too selfish to mourn the loss of a child without caring about the feelings of other girls. Liang Jia smiled sincerely at Xin Er, grabbing the woman's rough hand to grasp. “Thank you.”
From behind the door, Yue xiao and Yue fang looked at each other with enigmatic gazes. They undo the intention of meeting his mother and choose to leave there immediately before being discovered.
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Weini took off the seatbelt and checked her luggage before leaving the car.
“Uncle, thank you for taking me.” Weini felt like a joke, she was forcibly picked up by an arrogant man, then driven home by subtle coercion by Lau. It was all because of Xiao Jun. Just remembering it already made Weini upset.
“It's my obligation, miss. Forgive the young master who had to leave you suddenly for office matters. Another chance to hopefully meet at a more relaxed time.”
Weini smiled awkwardly. I hope there is no other chance. He prayed inwardly, hoping that the business with Xiao Jun would be enough to this day alone.
“Uncle, call me Weini only yes. I'm not used to being called miss.” Pinta Weini got out of the car and bowed respectfully to Lau.
The middle-aged man smiled. “Good.”
The luxurious car passed by and carried with it a load on Weini's shoulders. He ran into the yard. I mean heart wants to see Haris soon. Something he wanted to ask her.
“I'm home.”
The house feels empty. Haris should have been preparing to teach a junior class that was about to start but only Weini herself was here. “Pak Haris? Where are you?”
Weini opened one by one the classrooms but only a neatly arranged bench inside. There was no sign of other humans around. Weini felt a gripping awkwardness, her hair goosebumps. Steps
slowly walk into the dining room. The silhouette of the figure he was looking for was seen sitting on one of the chairs. Weini breathed a sigh of relief, she approached the man's back.
“Pak Haris, why didn't you answer my call?” Weini spoke behind Haris' burly back. Just the silence that Weini got, the figure was still silent without any sound and movement. Weini started to rile, the atmosphere
it's getting weird if it keeps going like this. He ventured to pat Haris' shoulder even though it seemed impolite.
“Pak Haris?”
Shuuttt.the figure disappeared instantly with the touch of Weini's hand to make the girl stagger and fall sitting on the floor.
“What happened?” yelled Weini hysterically.
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QUESTIONS FOR READERS:
WHERE'S HARIS?
A. GO BACK TO HONG KONG
B. CAPTIVE
C. GO SEE XIAO JUN