Chapter 69 Sweet Dinner


    Jackson thought about it for a while, and said, "Okay, let''s go to a restaurant. I''ll pick you up after


    work."


    Hearing that, Helen was so excited that her face turned red, but she then thought about it and said with


    great care, "Can I go to your house? I haven''t been to your home."


    Hearing this, Jackson frowned. He didn''t like others to "invade" his territory. "We''d better go outside."


    Helen felt a little upset. If a woman wanted to enter a man''s life, how could she keep out of his circle of


    life all the time? She should know more about his life.


    "Go to your house! We have known each other for so long, but I haven''t been there yet! You promised


    to ept me..." But she didn''t find there was any difference between them. So Helenined in a


    low voice.


    It was the first time for Jackson to hear Helen act in such a spoiled way in front of him. He felt a little


    strange because he didn''t have any aversion to this woman. If it were any other woman, he would have


    hated her very much. So For some strange reason, Jackson replied, "Yes." He didn''te to his


    senses until Helen shouted loudly over the phone.


    "Then youe to pick me up, or I will go by myself? !"


    Hearing that, Helen felt radiant. Her colleague was curious and wondered whether Helen was in love.


    "I''ll pick you up. Call you then."


    After hanging up the phone, Helen put her head in her arms, bending over the table andughing for a


    long time, without the slightest trace of ady. Seeing her crying orughing, the colleague was kind


    enough to pat her.


    Helen quickly adjusted her expression, looked up and said that she was fine.


    The colleague saw her smile and thought she was excited because she became an official employee.


    After she left, Helen took out a pen and paper and began to write quickly, wondering what dishes to


    make tonight. It was said that grasping a man meant grasping his stomach.


    Since people all said so, it couldn''t be wrong!


    After work, Helen was standing at the door and looking around.


    "Hey, Helen! Why don''t you go home?" One of the colleagues asked.


    Thinking of Jackson, Helen smiled sweetly. "I am waiting for someone. You can go first!"


    Hearing what she said, the colleague got more and more curious. Yes, Helen had a fair skin, a delicate


    look and a burning figure. But they all knew that she was a tough girl and never saw she was so shy.


    They exchanged curious nces, and one of them answered, "Is he your boyfriend?"


    That made Helen blush. She didn''t know what to say. Because she hadn''t got him yet.


    At this moment, a Ferrari stopped in front of them.


    Jackson rolled down the car window and nced at Helen. "Get in the car."


    All of a sudden, the people around were shocked. He was so handsome! He was driving a luxury car


    and looked like a typical rich man!


    Looking at their anthomaniac, although there was a little bit of pride in it, Helen still could not help


    comining, ''What did the man want? Who was he trying to seduce!''


    Unwilling to let her colleagues see Jackson, Helen said goodbye to them and got on the car. Those


    women were still in the same ce, remembering Jackson''s beautiful appearance.


    Jackson stared at the women in the rear-view mirror and rolled his eyes. "Isn''t there any handsome


    man on your radio station? Haven''t they met a man?"


    Helen felt speechless and thought, ''Don''t you know you''re handsome?! Can you face up to your


    appearance?''


    Helen wasmanding Jackson to stop at a vegetable market. She got out of the car and bought


    some ingredients.


    Jackson was curious to see the bags she brought and asked, "How do you know my house have no


    dishes?"


    Helen would like to tease him that he looked malnourished, but she still stopped her mouth knowingly.


    Because she knew that Jackson would definitely reply to her with a more cruel remark.


    As expected, Jackson''s apartment was decorated with luxuries all over the ce, which could be told


    from his ordinary clothes.


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    It was a small suburban vi, which was not big. But if he lived alone, it was not small. It was not as


    messy as a single man''s apartment. On the contrary, it was surprisingly clean and tidy.


    She opened the refrigerator and found there was nothing in it.


    "Do you usually order takeout?" Helen asked.


    Jackson sat on the sofa, turned on TV, went to the financial channel and replied casually, "I don''t eat at


    home. I usually eat in thepany."


    Helen curled her lips and thought, ''Well, he''s still a workaholic.''


    After a while, Helen washed her hands and began to cook. For a while, Jackson smelt a fragrance.


    There had been no one cooking for a long time at home. And it had been a long time since other


    people came herest time. He liked the house to be cleaned up, and he liked to buy expensive


    furniture. It seemed that money could make up for his void and loneliness, but only he knew that every


    time he woke up from midnight, he felt like he was abandoned by this world. Of course, He didn''t talk


    about it with other people. Because he felt like she had a paranoid at that time.


    "Why are you here? You can just wait on the sofa. It will be okay in a minute!" Helen said with a smile,


    turning his head to look at Jackson at the doorway.


    Jackson was stunned. He had followed the scent to the kitchen


    He felt a little surprised to see Helen in an apron. Helen tied the long hair at the back with a small


    leather cover, but there were still some broken hair on both sides of her cheek, asionally blocking


    her eyes, and the apron was tied at her waist, which made her waist more slender, making him want to


    hold it up.


    At the thought of this, Jackson was stunned and then turned around hastily. How could he have such a


    strange idea?


    When the dinner was finished, they sat down.


    This was the first time she cooked for someone she loved She wondered if he liked it.


    There were four dishes and a soup on the table of his home, and Jackson was a little absent-minded.


    The dishes were not the kinds of food that he often ate in the hotel, but there was a sense of home,


    which could more move him. He couldn''t help eating a piece of pork ribs with chopsticks. He didn''t


    expect it to be so delicious.


    Looking at the expression on his face, Helen felt a little relieved, "How about it?"


    "Not bad," he picked up another one.


    That immediately brought a wide smile to Helen''s face. She also had a taste that and thought, ''It does


    taste good! Jackson''s cooking equipment is good, but it is a pity that he don''t need to use it for a long


    time.


    I must find an opportunity toe over often.


    Go for it! Helen! The first step was achieved! The prospect was bright!''


    After they finished their meal, Helen wanted to take a look at Jackson''s house.


    Jackson was talking on the phone and waved his hand to Helen, asking her to look around.