A luxury car drove to the villa district of Fong Flower. It slowly stopped in front of a fancy villa.

The driver Swan Li saw the man who was resting to attain mental composure from the rearview mirror. He said, "Boss, we are home."

After a while, the man responded.

Joe Luo opened his eyes and put his hand on his forehead. It seemed that he didn’t feel well.

Seeing this, Swan said, "Boss, you didn’t rest well these two days. You have headache again. Should I take you to the hospital?"

"No need for that. I have pills in home. I just eat the pills and rest." He then got off the car.

Swan left when he saw his boss entered the room.

Joe took of his tie and dropped it on the sofa. He took some pills and ate. After resting on the sofa for a while, Joe went to the bathroom.

Michael hurriedly ran to the gate after class.

For a high school student, they had much homework to do after class. They only had one hour to go home to eat dinner. After that they would still have to go back to school to have two more individual study. Actually the teachers were having lessons.

Michael rent a small flat near the school. He used it to preserve his goods.

He called his mom while ran to the flat, "Mom, I won’t go home to eat dinner. I have much homework to do."

"Then buy what you want to eat." Jane Ji cared for her son. She knew how hard it was for grade three students. She urged again and again in the phone, "Don’t fool your dinner for studying. Don’t eat that instant noodles. It is not good for your health."

"Mom, I have to go. Otherwise I can’t finish my homework. Michael got to his flat. He easily lied to his mother. "Mom I will go. You should eat dinner now. Goodbye." He didn’t give his mother a chance to say anything.

Jane held the phone and sighed. She took out two more plates to divided the dishes into two.

Michael packed up the delivery for the order. He checked again, and then carried the big box out.

Fong Hua Flat wasn’t far from his place. But it wasn’t that close also. Time was limited. So, Michael took a cab and went for that place.

The driver looked at the good-looking Michael and said, "You must come from School One. Are you going back home?"

"Yes, uncle." Michael didn’t explain. He smiled and nodded.

The driver was almost charmed by Michael’s smile. He said, "How do you kids grow up? Even a boy looks whiter than a girl."

Michael held his box tightly. He didn’t know how to reply.

Thankfully the driver changed the topic. They talked again.

It was almost six thirty when Michael arrived at Fong Flower Flat. He paid the taxi and counted the time.

It wouldn’t take long to deliver. After that he came out and took a cab. Certainly he could go back to school in time.

The Fong Flower Flat was indeed a place for rich man. There were many villas here. They all looked fabulous.

The concrete address was thirteen flat, C district. Michael checked while walking. Then he found it.

As for a deliverer and a shopkeeper, he tried to treat his client with the best service.

He put the box down and politely rang the doorbell.

Just nobody responded.

Was the client not at home?

Michael was confused. He rang it again. Still nobody came.

Time was late. Michael planned to put the things there and left. He took the box while the door was open.

Michael straight up himself and wanted to say something. But when he saw the man behind the door, he was shocked and could barely say anything.

This man looked so cool and mature. It seemed that he just took a shower. He casually wore a bathrobe. Michael could see the pectorales, the tight skins. His Roman nose and the thin lips looked so sexy and charming.

He was just beautiful enough to feast the eyes.

Michael looked at him and forgot that he was here to deliver.

This man was just so perfect. Michael thought in his mind.

Michael always believed that mature man was charming. Right now he looked at Joe. Only perfection could describe him.

But when he thought that his client said that Joe could not erect. He thought that it would be a waste.

Michael sighed in his heart. He thought that God was fair to everyone.

Michael hurriedly passed his box and politely said, "My dear client, this is your delivery. Please sign for it."

Joe glanced at the box on Michael’s hand. There was a list. These were studying staffs.

"You were wrong." He said coldly, "I haven’t bought any studying staff."

Michael knew that he didn’t bought. This was bought by his girlfriend with his advice.

He thought that the client might be shy. She didn’t tell her boy friend that she had bought these things.

"Sir, this was bought by your girlfriend. She probably didn’t tell you. You can take it and then ask her."

"You send to the wrong place."

Joe was kind of annoyed. He stepped back and wanted to closed the door.

Michael tired to stopped him with the box. Joe didn’t expect that.

Michael felt embarrassed for that. After all it was his house. It would be so unpolite.

"Sir, I didn’t lie to you." Michael looked at this cold man. "This truly was bought from your girl…"

"Take it away." Joe stopped him

Joe kept a straight face. He didn’t treat Michael friendly.

Michael didn’t have a way. He could only open the box to prove it.

The client didn’t believe him. Michael could only prove with his actions.

He didn’t care what Joe said and started to open the box.

"You don’t believe me. I will let you know that I am right." He murmured when he opened the box.

Seeing Michael do this, Joe felt that he had the headache again.