Chapter 229 I Want to Play, but Not with You
Juniper naturally didn't hear it.
She casually took a photo of the bar with her new phone, focusing on an upside-down hanging wine glass, with the background completely blurred.
Then she captioned it: [Boring summer, lazy afternoon.]
She clicked the post.
Then she tossed the phone onto the sofa, got up, and walked gracefully into the bedroom barefoot.
She wanted to take a nap first.
The air-conditioned room was indeed comfortable; no wonder Camilla didn't want to go out.
She didn't want to either.
Simon had scheduled indoor surfing today.
This coach was really good and hard to book. He hadn't planned to go out today, but after thinking about it, he didn't want to waste the opportunity, so he came.
He had to admit, the difficulty in booking was justified.
After a few rounds with the coach, his skills improved rapidly, and Simon felt he was getting impressively good.
Just as he was about to rest for a couple of minutes and go solo, he casually opened Facebook and saw Juniper's post.
[Boring summer, lazy afternoon.]
Then he looked at the picture.
It was just an ordinary post.
Most people who saw it wouldn't think much.
But Simon wasn't anyone.
A master of romance!
Boring summer.
Keyword: boring.
Subtext: I have money and free time, nothing to do, looking for someone to accompany me.
Lazy afternoon.
Keyword: lazy.
Subtext: I'm already lying down, who will join me?
Then look at the picture, the focus on the wine glass.
Wine glasses are usually used for red wine, which leads to drunkenness.
This blatant hint, every word exuded ambiguity.
Simon saw through it immediately.
He immediately grabbed his robe, put it on, and strode towards the shower room.
The coach saw from afar. "Mr. Miller, are you done already?"
"Yeah!"
"Something urgent?"
"Very urgent!"
He thought, 'I'm going to catch someone cheating, of course it's urgent!'
Juniper slept until three in the afternoon.
She stretched lazily, feeling completely refreshed.
She walked to the living room, picked up the phone from the sofa, and prepared to see which man understood the hint.
To her surprise, quite a few did.
A: [Bored too, want to grab a drink?]
B: [You don't seem busy lately? Neither am I.]
C: [On my way.]
D: [Password still the same?]
Juniper smiled with satisfaction; she wouldn't be bored now.
But she waited and waited, and two hours had passed since the earliest message, yet no one knocked on the door.
She wondered what was going on.
Juniper waited another ten minutes, even poured herself a glass of ice water.
Still no knock on the door.
She walked to the foyer, casually opened the door, wanting to check if the doorbell was out of battery.
The next second, a figure suddenly jumped up.
"Oh my God!" She almost dropped the glass. "Simon, are you crazy?!"
She thought, 'Who in their right mind squats at someone else's door? Seeing the door open and then suddenly jumping up is really scary!'
Simon stared at her intently.
Juniper felt a chill under his gaze. "What are you doing!"
"When did you change the password?"
Last time he came, the password still worked, but this time it showed an error.
Juniper looked puzzled. "I changed it after you used it last time."
"Why?"
"Come on, I'm a woman living alone, how could I let people know my door password so easily? Wouldn't that mean anyone could come in and do whatever they want? Am I that stupid?"
Simon said, "Is it just me, or do you do this to everyone?"
"Of course not everyone. For example, my mom, Camilla, every time I change the password, I text them the new one. After they visit, I don't change it. Why are you asking this?"
"Then why do you change it after I know it?"
Juniper gave him a you-are-kidding-me look and retorted, "Who are you to me? Why wouldn't I change it? Are we that close?"
Simon said, "What about other men, if they know your password..."
"Of course, I'd change it immediately." What's there to ask?
Simon didn't know whether to be happy or sigh.
Happy that Juniper wasn't too stupid, playing around was one thing, but at least she was cautious with men.
She knew to be wary.
Sighing because he seemed no different from other men, all categorized by Juniper as needing to be guarded against.
Juniper asked, "Do you need something?"
Simon glanced inside. "It's hot outside."
"So?"
"Can I come in and talk?"
Juniper lowered her hand and stepped aside.
Simon walked in with a grin, changed into slippers as if he were at home, and headed straight to the living room, sitting on the sofa.
Anyone who didn't know would think this was his place.
Juniper rolled her eyes. "Say what you need to say, I'm busy."
Simon sneered. "Busy with what? Busy inviting people over to kill time on a boring summer day, or to enjoy a lazy afternoon together?"
"Fuck!" Juniper's eyes widened, "Don't bring up my social media post while talking!"
And reading it out loud, how embarrassing!
Simon said, "You were fine when you posted it, what's wrong with me reading it? You can post it, but I can't read it?"
"You came to my house in the middle of the afternoon just to read my social media post to me? Are you out of your mind, going crazy?"
"Yeah, I'm really bored, so I came to accept your invitation. Let me see where the wine glass is, let's have a toast?"
Juniper's eyes flickered. "What invitation, you're crazy!"
"That social media post of yours, wasn't it looking for someone? So here I am."
Alright, she forgot Simon was also a player, no wonder he caught on so quickly.
Simon smirked. "Come on, how do you want to play? In the living room or the bedroom?"
Juniper frowned at his sarcastic tone. "I want to play, but not with you."
Simon asked indifferently, "Why?"
"Personal relationships can affect cooperation, just like I never get entangled with men I have work connections with."
Simon replied, "We don't have work connections."
Juniper said, "But we are in a cooperative relationship now."
He snapped his fingers, "Great, cooperation means we need to coordinate, right?"
"Yeah."
"My mom asked me yesterday if we had a fight because she saw you having dinner with another man."
Juniper frowned. "I was at the office all day yesterday, only had lunch with a colleague at noon."
"A guy?"
Juniper nodded.
"Now my mom might really misunderstand. So, to solidify our cooperative relationship, we might need to renegotiate."
Juniper didn't even ask how to renegotiate, and directly said, "Fine, then I refuse, our cooperative relationship ends here."
Simon thought, 'Why doesn't Juniper play by the rules?'
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