In the lounge, Yvonne was sitting on the sofa, having her lunch absently. After eating for a long time, much of the food was still left in the bowl.
When Henry came, he saw her dazing while biting the fork.
He walked over and asked, "What are you thinking about?”
Yvonne returned to reality and looked up at him. "I'm thinking about fashion design. Are you done with your work?"
"Yeah." Henry sat down. "You mentioned fashion design. Have you thought it through?"
"I've thought about it. I'll be applying to schools in three months," Yvonne said with excitement in her eyes while putting down her cutlery.
Looking at her in this situation, Henry's expression softened a little. "You've decided?"
"I've made my decision!" Yvonne replied without thinking.
Henry poured himself a glass of water. "Since it's decided, which school are you applying for?"
"I'm not sure.” Yvonne's eyes dimmed for an instant and she frowned. "I was thinking about this earlier. I did my research online and there are too many design schools. I don't even know which to choose."
"Go abroad," Henry replied.
Yvonne was slightly startled. "Go abroad?"
"Yes, the world-renowned design schools are all abroad. If you want to be successful in a short period o f time, study abroad is the only way," Henry answered after taking a sip of water.
Yvonne went silent.
She initially thought that it was shocking for her to take the entrance exam to several well-known local design schools.
Unexpectedly, he planned even further for her and directly asked to enter an internationally-renowned college.
She had to admit that she was a little touched but also worried that she would fail the exam.
"Do you really think that I can study abroad?" Yvonne looked at the man with no confidence.
The man tapped her forehead. "It's not whether you can go, but do you want to go? If you want to, just let m e know and I'll arrange it for you. Alright, don't think s o much about it. Let's eat."
After speaking, he picked up another set of cutlery and started eating.
He was probably hungry. He ate much faster than usual, but in a graceful way, which was pleasing to see.
However, Yvonne obviously didn’t pay attention to these things. Her mind was occupied with his suggestion and she lost her appetite to eat. 1
Her stomach was still empty when she returned to the planning department.
"Yvonne, where did you go during your lunch break?" Lynette immediately leaned over to gossip when she saw that Yvonne had come back.
Yvonne switched on the computer and replied vaguely, "I went for lunch.”
"Where did you go?" Lynette stared at Yvonne's face without moving, wanting to read her expression.
Yvonne simply lowered her head. "I went out."
"Really?" Lynette touched her chin. "Why didn't you ask me to come along when you went out for lunch?"
"Next time, next time." Yvonne simply answered, trying to sweep that question under the carpet.
But Lynette was determined to not let her go this time. "Alright. Then don't forget to ask me to come along next time. I’d like to see what delicious food you eat outside. But Yvonne, are you hiding anything from m e? You’ve been acting strange and mysterious ever since you came to work at headquarters."
"Am I?" Yvonne was guilty for a moment.
Lynette snorted, "Of course. You didn't tag along when I asked you for lunch. You didn't go even when I asked you for a stroll in the company. I feel like we've drifted apart.”
Yvonne was slightly taken aback.
Now that Lynette said it out loud, it seemed so.
These days when Lynette invited her, she rejected it every single time.
She didn't even talk much to Lynette apart from work. Indeed, she had alienated Lynette a little.
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