Where Stars Sleep — Expired Cookies

She gave me the ticket. Why is she still here? Waiting for her. She accepted my invitation,

so leaving without a word is rude. Where is she? Turn over there.

Third row in, back. Eason said you haven't been in a while.

He asked me to say, if you don't go soon, he'll come get you. I rescheduled

my appointment. I've been busy, so busy. Mr. Xie, so busy,

yet on weekends, you come to my center for two-hour shows. You can make time

to bail out family, and go for yoga meals. Thank you, thanks.

What are you doing here? It's late. Thought you'd left. Let me drive you.

It's late, and I remembered the cookies I gave her were expired.

I gave expired cookies to Xie Xingheng. What a headache. Why not eat?

Too late. I'll have them tomorrow. Eyes on the road, and drive carefully.

Relax. I drive well. Wait a moment. Good luck.

Thanks, Mr. Xie. A shy rose. A gift from Mr. Xie. Know the meaning of shy queen roses?

What? Love finds its end. You and Xie are cozy these days. Capitalists keep it low-key.

Real quiet. Speaking of which, why the box of cookies? So high in calories.

Not like you to buy those. Xie Xingzheng sent them. Sent him expired cookies at noon. Is this how rich marriages spite?

Even poison each other?