"Not going, I heard if you eat youāll just lie down like a corpse and get fat." Jane Sampson shook her head and moved aside to avoid James Blackās hand, "I need to try hard to gain weight, so I canāt go out with you to digest the meal."
"Little Jane, youāre really getting better at finding excuses for being lazy." Peter Gingery sat in the corner and laughed at Janeās reason.
"Shut up, you!" Jane Sampson yelled at Peter Gingery, then turned around to seriously explain to James Black, "Iām really serious about gaining weight."
"You want all the weight to pile up on your waist?" James Black asked, "Keeping it as a life-saving swimming ring for emergencies?"
"Pfft~" Peter Gingery spat out a mouthful of tea.
What a sharp tongue.
Jane Sampsonās face turned green.
She tilted her body and hummed, "Itās cold outside, I donāt want to go out, is that reasonable now?"
"Do you need me to get you a down jacket?" James Black reached out to pull the person squatting on the ground level up, "If you donāt move, Iāll go upstairs and get it for you."
Jane Sampson angrily slapped away James Blackās hand, kicking her feet reluctantly as she followed James Black out the door.
Itās only autumn, sheās still wearing a coat, walking out the door, dressed like this, the temperature is just right.
If James Black went to get the down jacket, it was just to block her.
So angry!
Jane Sampson had already stepped out of the Black Residenceās gate, and her hand was held by James Black, but she was still angry inside.
James Black squeezed her palm, coaxing her, "Being angry makes you age faster."
This was what Jane Sampson used to coax him at noon.
However, James Black didnāt expect Jane Sampson to glare at him, even angrier, leaving him somewhat baffled.
"I just wanted to take you out for a walk, digest a bit, talk while walking, and yet youāre this angry, not wanting to go out with me?" James Black pinched Jane Sampsonās face lightly, with a hint of helplessness.
"Then next time just say you want to go out for a walk with me, or want a chance to talk with me alone, wouldnāt that be fine?" Jane Sampson snorted, "Or say you want to ask me out for a walk, or a date, no matter how you say it, itās better than snapping at me."
"Alright, Iāll remember." James Black nodded, "Next time Iāll directly express my thoughts."
Frankly speaking.
Sometimes, when James Black finally expresses whatās in his heart, he can make Jane Sampson very happy.
This steel strong man who isnāt good at saying sweet words, only at this time, would he say such pleasant and agreeable words.
"Did you listen to what I said to auntie this evening? Do you think establishing Black Clanās own brand is a good idea?" James Black suddenly asked Jane Sampson this question.
"Isnāt it because you want to prevent me from ever wearing those clothes again that you thought of this plan?" Jane Sampson couldnāt help but suspect the reason behind James Blackās idea.
It was just too coincidental, she wore a backless dress today and made James Black upset, he drank vinegar all afternoon, and during dinner, he proposed Black Clan establish its own brand and even provide her with special supply clothing in the future.
Isnāt this just planning to prevent any similar unexpected happenings like today right at the root?
"Iām not that boring." James Black directly denied.
But he only denied the proposal to create a brand wasnāt to prevent Jane Sampson from wearing backless clothes again, yet he didnāt deny he disliked Jane wearing backless clothes.
"Exposes too much, a group of people staring at you, I donāt like it." James Blackās hand pressed against Janeās back, "No matter how beautiful, youāre mine, for me only to see."