Such a Rude and Noisy Woman

Chapter 415 His Important Client

Hiram closed his eyes.

He wiped off the water, which Rachel spit out onto his face. With several drops of water on his thick,

black eyelashes, Hiram looked at Rachel and said,"Do you realize that I am about to see a very

important client?"

Rachel swallowed the remaining water in her mouth as she took the towel and tissue from Ben. She

quickly helped Hiram wipe off the water and said,"You still look handsome. It's no big deal. Even if you

just fell into the swimming pool and came out of it, you would still look handsome and presentable!"

Ben, who was in the driver seat, almost burst out into laughter, but he tried his best to control himself.

His face turned extremely red because of it.

Ben dared not to laugh ever since Rachel had left.

Hiram glared at Ben, took the towel from Rachel and wiped the water from his face himself.

Rachel then took out some tissues from her handbag to help Hiram dry his wet hair.

"Take off your jacket, Hiram. Anyone can see that there is a water stain on your jacket," said Rachel.

The water stain appeared to be much darker than Hiram's dark-colored jacket.

Hiram took off his jacket immediately. He squinted as he glared at Rachel, who was helping him tidy up

clothes.

Suddenly, Hiram placed his hand on the back of Rachel's head and pulled her into his arms. He then

bent down and kissed her lips.

Rachel was surprised and didn't expect that Hiram would kiss her.

Hiram just remained still, without moving his lips.

Rachel found that his kiss was very long and sweet.

Ben, who was driving in the front seat of the car, got goosebumps.

He sighed with relief. After all, he would rather get goosebumps by their public display of affection

between Hiram and Rachel, than having to experience their quarrels.

"Just this once, okay?" Hiram let go of Rachel, and took a moment to catch his breath. Rachel realized

that it was a question, but the way Hiram had said it, clarified that Rachel couldn't object him

whatsoever.

Rachel blushed. She looked at Hiram, with shyness in her eyes. "Okay.

Do… you still want to divorce me?"

Hiram raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Are you still trying to act innocent with me, Rachel?"

"What? Acting innocent with you? What are you talking about? I don't understand." Rachel blinked,

pretending to be confused.

Hiram found that when Rachel acted like this, he found it to be cute. He pinched her face as he shook

his head.

"President Rong, we're here!"

said Ben. They arrived at their destination and Ben parked the car.

Rachel got out of the car. She found this place to be quite strange. She thought that it would be an

office of some sort. 'Didn't Hiram say it was an important client?' Rachel felt confused.

Rachel had seen several English letters. However, she couldn't understand them. She just knew that

the last two ones meant that there was a showroom involved.

Rachel was going to walk into the room without giving it too much thought, but then Ben stopped her

and said,"Mrs. Rong, you'd better stay out here. I've been here once before and it's pretty scary in

there. I remember that, when I first visited here, I was utterly terrified!"

Everything that Ben had said, just made Rachel even more curious. "Nothing to be scared of! Your

boss has already walked inside. So, how bad can it be?"

"Well… You see, Mr. Rong isn't like normal people. How can we possibly fathom… Wait! Mrs. Rong!"

Ben shouted at Rachel as she continued to walk into the showroom hastily.

Ben got goose bumps once again. However, this time, it was because of fear. He tidied up his clothes

and followed Rachel inside.

Rachel walked into the hall and looked around. 'There's nothing special here. Why would Ben be so

scared?' she thought.

'Wait, why are there so many sliding doors in here?'

Rachel headed towards the second floor. She noticed that all of the sliding doors in the showroom

looked the same. She then decided to open them to see what was behind it.

Curiously, Rachel opened one of them. The very next second,"Ahhh!"

Rachel's fearful and loud scream echoed throughout the entire hall.

Hiram was on the second floor. When he heard Rachel scream, he immediately ran downstairs. He

then saw Rachel who was standing in one of the sliding doors, looking at the lady in the glass vat.

Hiram pulled Rachel into his arms. "If you're timid, Rachel, then stop being curious and opening these

doors."

Scared, Rachel hugged Hiram tightly. She was shaking, yet still curious. She kept peeking at the lady in

the glass vat. She was bleeding.

"It is called simulation art. The lady you just saw isn't a real person. She is made from silica gel. She

was made to look scary." Patting Rachel on her shoulders, Hiram explained to her patiently and gently,

to calm her down.

Then Hiram heard Rachel lowering her voice, as she asked him carefully. "Can I open more of the

doors?"

"…"

Hiram didn't know what to say to her. He just opened another door for Rachel and heard yet another

loud scream. Hiram was deafened by Rachel's scream.

A monster with just one hand and one leg was floating in a water tank. It swayed every few seconds.

Rachel screamed again as she kicked open another door. Then Hiram heard another scream.

Soon, the fourth and the fifth doors were opened and the sound of Rachel's scream gradually

decreased. At last, she had stopped screaming, as she was now used to it. Finally, she opened the

remaining doors to see the artworks behind them.

"President Rong, your wife is quite bold to open these doors. Even men will have continuous

nightmares for a couple of days after they've laid eyes on these art sculptures. Let alone women! Yet,

your wife opened all of the doors here. She's really brave!"

A foreign man walked downstairs. He clapped his hands as he complimented Rachel.

"Mr. Puth, let me introduce you to each other." Hiram nodded his head at Mr. Puth who just came

downstairs.

Rachel also turned around and looked at the foreign man. He looked a little older than her. She

reckoned that he was perhaps one or two years older than her. He looked extremely handsome and

much like a classic British gentleman. When he smiled, Rachel felt like she was bathing in the spring

breeze.

Rachel admitted that she was attracted to the foreign man when her eyes first met him, regardless of Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

his strange hobby.

Hiram pulled Rachel back and stepped forward. He said to the man,"Mr. Puth, I'm sorry for being so

late today. I haven't apologized to you yet. So, I apologize!"

Mr. Puth walked towards Hiram and Rachel and smiled at them. He pointed his fingers at the stairs.

"Apology accepted, President Rong. Mrs. Rong, please…"

What Rachel saw next was Mr. Puth's staff working in the showroom. They came downstairs and

closed the doors one by one. Rachel followed Hiram to the second floor, she was still scared, but

curious.

Puth was a very strange man. Many people wouldn't dare to look at or buy those art works. Yet, he

lived with them!

Was he some kind of psychopath?

Soon, Rachel abandoned her suspicious thoughts. Some people were born to love horror films, which

certainly couldn't mean that something was wrong with them. Besides, Puth was Hiram's client.

Hiram and Puth were talking about their business together, and because Mr. Puth wasn't as good at

Chinese, Hiram and him were talking in English, which made Rachel feel bored and dull, since she

didn't understand their business, nor English.

"Mr. Puth, would you mind me walking around a bit?" Rachel felt bored, and she didn't want to sit on

the chair any longer than she had to. She preferred walking around, so she decided to ask Mr. Puth.

"Sure." Puth looked at Rachel with his blue eyes, smiling.

Hiram asked Ben to follow Rachel.

Rachel stood up and left the office. She finally had the chance to get some fresh air.

"Mrs. Rong, could you please slow down a little bit? What are you looking for?" Ben was walking

behind Rachel steadily. He felt as though Rachel was looking for something.

"Ben, aren't you even a little curious? I mean, Mr. Puth is obsessed with that kind of art. Aren't you

curious to learn more about what other hobbies he might have?" Rachel walked through the house. It

was quite spacious on the second floor, and there were many doors that led to many rooms.

"I don't think we should do that, Mrs. Rong. We're here to talk business. Why do you care about his

hobbies? Besides, it isn't right for us to go into these rooms without Mr. Puth's permission." Ben found

this place scary. He stopped Rachel from opening one of the doors and said,"I think we should go back

now, Mrs. Rong."

"What are you afraid of? I'm here with you, remember!" said Rachel. She thought that Mr. Puth must

have something even more incredible on the second floor.

Then Rachel let go of Ben's hand and proceeded to twist the doorknob. To her surprise, the door

opened.