Yves, however, seemed impressed. “She had this sudden urge to take cooking lessons a while ago. I was worried she’d blow up the kitchen, but it turns out she’s a natural. I wonder which lucky guy will benefit from this in the future.”
Jason had been smiling subtly, but at those words, his smile faded. Slowly, he sipped his tea and asked calmly, “Zoey, are you thinking about dating?”
I looked at him in confusion.
Recalling the words he said in the private room that day, I nodded slightly. “I’m 26 this year. It’s time for me to start dating. If you knows someone suitable, I’d appreciate an introduction.”
“You’ve finally come to your senses!” Yves was more excited than anyone. Laughing, he said, “I’ve been trying to set you up for ages, but you kept refusing. Now that you’re finally open to the idea, I’ll do my best to find you a great boyfriend!”
After Yves’ words, Jason’s thin lips pressed tightly together. His sharp gaze stayed fixed on me, as though trying to read my emotions.
Shairine noticed the shift in his mood and giggled. “Zoey, you’re so lucky to have such a great brother. I’m honestly a little jealous. But you know, I think Jason is pretty great. What if...”