Female Novel
Chapter 1669
The guy didn’t seem to realize anything. “Yeah. That’s right,” he said with a nod. Then, he held hisracket up and continued warming up with Cindy. Cindy practiced for a while before she turned around.She wondered if it’d be better for her to pair up with another guy. She didn’t have feelings for this guy,after all. There was no point in her causing additional troubles for the other girl.
After taking a good look around her, Cindy turned back to the guy. “I think you’re too good at this. Whydon’t I play against someone who isn’t as experienced as you first? I’d feel too pressured if I had toplay against you.”
The guy chuckled. “It’s fine. This is just a regular workout session, so it doesn’t matter if we win or lose.We don’t have to get too serious during the matches.” In other words, the guy was telling her not to findanother partner. She let out a quiet sigh. I really don’t want to be the bad person here.
Once they were done warming up, they got ready to play a match. They required a large area forplaying one game, so the guy led Cindy away from the crowd to an empty spot. Along the way, Cindyasked if they exercised in the same park every day.
The guy thought about it for a moment. “Well, not every day. There are a lot of people in our club, butour schedules don’t always match, so everyone just comes whenever the hours fit them. This is lessthan 20% of our whole club. If you join us often enough, you’ll be able to tell that the crowd is differentevery day,” he explained.
Cindy nodded, but she no longer said anything after that. When they started playing against each other,the guy seemed especially gentle with his movements, perhaps because of what Cindy had said
earlier. Cindy could tell that he was serving the shuttlecocks in her direction. All along, Cindy had neverbeen a fan of badminton—she generally wasn’t a huge fan of sports. She wouldn’t have shown up if theguy hadn’t gifted her a badminton racket.
After playing for a while, someone shouted in their direction to ask if they needed to take a break.Cindy was the first to respond. “Okay!” She turned to the guy. “Let’s rest for a while. I bought somedrinks! You guys can grab one for yourselves.”
Xaver followed Cindy to the bench after he put his racket aside. He had only taken a few steps when agirl came up to him from the side. She held a drink in her hands. “Have a drink, Peter.”
Cindy’s natural instinct was to stop when she heard the girl’s voice. The girl only had one drink in herhand, so it was clear that she had specially prepared the drink for him. However, Peter didn’t take itfrom her. “I have drinks there. You can have this! Thank you,” he replied politely. “Let’s go,” he said toCindy as he turned away from the girl.
Cindy peeked at the girl’s expression. The girl’s bottom lip was stuck outward, and she looked rathersorry for herself. There was nothing else that Cindy could do. Even a blind man would be able to tellthat Peter had no interest in that girl.
Once Cindy and Peter got to the bench, she retrieved the drinks that she had bought earlier andhanded it to him. He took it from her and twisted the cap open before drinking half of the bottle at onego. “What work do you do?” he asked casually after hydrating himself.
Cindy couldn’t tell him that she was Ian’s assistant. Even though the people around here had yet tohear of Ian’s name, she couldn’t expose him.
“I’m just a regular office worker,” she said in a flat tone.
Peter nodded. “Judging by how quiet you seem, a routine office job looks like the perfect job for you.”
She simply smiled and agreed to his words. It’s true—I would enjoy working in an office. I’m bad atinteracting with others, and I work best when I can keep my mouth shut and just bury my head in work.Things like drawing and designing would suit me well. Yet, life was too harsh, and it didn’t give Cindythe chance to experience such a job. As Ian’s assistant, one of her greatest responsibilities involvedinteracting with other people.
Most of the people she interacted with were event organizers, other celebrity assistants, and workersfrom the production crew. Anything that required communication would involve her in one way oranother. She hated the life that she was living. Many people might find her job an absolute joy sincethey would get to meet a lot of other celebrities. However, for someone who seldom idolized celebritieslike her, such ‘perks’ meant nothing to her.novelbin