No One But You

Chapter 44 I Quite Like Her

Angel was a beautiful name, which was like a name of heroine in a story.

Originally, I was very nervous, but after seeing her, I became less nervous. She gave me the feeling of

a babbling brook, which calmed my frantic and restless heart immediately.

I sat down in front of her, she looked at me with a smile, “Calvin told me about your taste, so I decided Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

to order a few dishes. I had been here before, some dishes are still good."

I'm not fussy about food. I'll eat anything." I said.

Mrs. Knight picked up the teapot and poured me tea. I quickly got up from my chair, leaned over and

grabbed the teapot. "Please let me.”

Although I was not keen on serving others, I still had to be polite to the elders.

She looked at me whoe took the teapot out of her hand with a smile, glanced over my belly, and said in

a very light voice, "It's not convenient for you. Take a sit."

I was a little surprised. I was afraid that she might notice it so I was wearing a slightly looser coat. Since

it had not been for three months, it was not obvious if I covered it a bit.

I thought she had caught my surprise. She poured me some tea, then placed the teapot gently on the

corner of the table, looked me in the eye, and explained to me, "Calvin told me that you are pregnant."

I was surprised again, I have a good psychological quality, nothing can make me surprised again and

again.

I was depressed and annoyed at that Calvin had uncovered all my cards in front of his mother, which

gave me the feeling of sitting naked in front of Mrs. Knight.

Forgetting to be reserved, I gulped down the tea.

The jasmine tea was not hot with fragrance, and the cup was not big, so I just drank it all down.

After I finished it, I regretted. I quickly looked up to see Mrs. Knight.

She was looking at me with a gentle smile.

She refilled my tea. "I heard you're a journalist?"

"Well, a fired journalist." I told her the truth.

"Were you fired because of him?"

Calvin talked to his mother like a horse.

I nodded. "Yes."

Mrs. Knight smiled faintly, and I liked her smile very much. There were two little dimples in the corner of

her lip, and her dimples reduced her age and made her look no more than thirty or forty years old.

She was not like those rich women I knew. She was wearing a fish white cheongsam, with two jade

white platinum earrings, which was not big, but complemented each other.

Instead of letting the glitter become a burden, people who know how to dress up will use the jewelry in

a clever way to enhance their appearance.

Whatever Mrs. Knight would say to me later, I felt that I liked her, that I felt a strange affection.

Soon the food was served, with the characteristics of Huaiyang cuisine and Hangbang cuisine. Crab

bean curd and crab powder lion's head have been my special food these days.

I was not fussy about food but I had a dainty mouth. There was nothing that I didn't eat, but it must be

delicious.

I mentioned it to Calvin some day, and he remembered it and chose this restaurant specially.

The lion's head with crab powder was a small cup. Open the lid of a brown earthenware pot, inside was

a large round ivory ball, which was decorated with brilliant yellow crab powder. Just looking at her, it

made people drool.

“Have a try!" Said Mrs. Knight.

I had to be a little more reserved. I was supposed to stick my chopsticks into the lion's head and bite off

half of it, but in front of Mrs. Knight, I cut off a small piece with a spoon.

As I was about to put it in my mouth, Mrs. Knight suddenly took my hand, “Pregnant women can't eat

crabs."

“It doesn’t matter. I have no taboos”"

She looked at me, gently loosened her hand, “A little crab does not matter, then you eat!"

The lion's head with crab powder live up to their reputation. The crab meat was fragrant, and the crab

meat and pork mixed together. It was soft and chewy, and it had a wonderful taste.

I had such an appetite that I forgot that Mrs. Knight was sitting opposite me and ate the whole bun at

one sitting.

When I looked up, the smell of powder was still in my mouth, but my brain was instantly awake.

I had eaten a large round meatball before Mrs. Knighttouched it.

Mrs. Knight looked at me and said, "If you were not pregnant, I would give you my meatball. Although

you young people are in good health, pregnant women should eat less crabs.”

I did not know whether I had heard to the stage of Suzhou operan, I felt that Mrs. Knight had Hangzhou

accent, which was soft and pleasant.

When she was nagging me, she felt a little bit like a mother. Mrs. Knight was not domineering and

bossy. It was quite comfortable to be with her.

We had finished our meal without talking about Calvin.

She didn't ask about my family or my birth place. We talked like friends, and she told me about the

history of Suzhou opera and how to cook these Hangzhou dishes.

I also told her about the gutter oil and dead pork workshop I had destroyed, but later I regretted it,

because Mrs. Knight was eating her crabmeat balls when I told her.

She looked at me with a tolerant smile. Her eyes were filled with gentleness. It should be a tense meal,

but it was with great joy and ease.

This place was a restaurant for lunch and evening. In the afternoon, it was a teahouse. After we

finished eating, Mrs. Knight asked me if I was free, if I could sit for a while.

I knew the point was coming. Mrs. Knight was a self-controlled person, and she knew that saying too

much at dinner would give me indigestion, so she decided to say after dinner.

When I told her that I was an unemployed woman who had plenty of time at her disposal, she smiled

and asked the waiter to remove the leftovers from the table and quickly served a fresh pot of tea and

some fruit and seeds.

The operation was on

I looked at the stage and thinking about the plots.

Mrs. Knight picked the cup and took a sip before she spoke. “Calven wants to marry you.”