Ceo Somplak Fall in Love
CSJC: Chapter 30

Gibran smiled handsomely looking at Jasmine who looked surprised because her action had just been. Gibran also received a standing ovation from the canteen visitors for singing without the slightest embarrassment.

The irritated Jasmine immediately pulled Gibran's soto bowl, which was fed with five spoons. Out of annoyance Jasmine instantly devoured that soto quickly without caring about the taste.

"Jasmine, don't eat!" Gibran forbids for fear of making Jasmine tormented with his spiciness.

"Bodo very, I'm hungry to see you, sir." Jasmine did not care about Gibran's ban, and she continued to devour the soto until it was half a bowl.

"I'm sorry, but that's not a bottle to eat!" Gibran wanted to grab the soto bowl and keep away from Jasmine but Jasmine did not lift the bowl faster.

"Don't be stingy!" Jasmine stared intently at Gibran. Then go back to devouring the soto until it runs out unceremoniously.

"Don't regret it after this." Gibran could only breathe rough when he saw that his soto bowl was empty. It doesn't matter if it's hers in eating someone else, the problem now is the person eating the soto.

Jasmine who initially looked fine began to feel a sense of heat from the spiciness, Jasmine fanned her face with her right hand.

"Spicy shell, huh?" jasmine asked herself. Sweat was already pouring on his forehead, even his entire body felt sultry.

"Sheath, pedaaas!" Jasmine drank Gibran's drink until it ran out but it even further added to her spiciness, Jasmine's gloom ran on the spot while constantly complaining of spiciness.

Gibran could only remain silent as he looked at the bewildered Jasmine to relieve his spiciness. Gibran Bodo is very much with what happened to Jasmine now, because he has banned Jasmine but does not care.

Jasmine who saw Gibran just silence even more emotion. He pulled Gibran's arm and hit him several times. Gibran did not resist and only resigned when beaten by Jasmine.

"Aaarrrggghhh, Jasmine's sick!" Gibran suddenly shouted as his hand was bitten by Jasmine.

Gibran who was in pain instantly pulled his hand and saw Jasmine's bite marks spitting out blood. Gibran's hand was injured quite deeply due to the bite, blood did not come out much but Gibran's hand felt very sore and sore.

Jasmine had yet to notice the wound on Gibran's hand as she was still busy with the spicy taste she felt. Soto's mother who saw Jasmine's spiciness instantly gave Jasmine hot tea.

"It's in the drink, Neng!" The mother gave Jasmine a drink, and without a second thought Jasmine immediately accepted and drank the hot tea.

"Aaa .. hot, spicy!" Jasmine shouted loudly until the other canteen visitors looked towards her. They just smiled and let Jasmine off.

"It won't be long, Neng. Soon the pain must be gone," said the mother smilingly looking at Jasmine.

Sure enough what the mother said earlier, the spiciness disappeared. Jasmine smiled and thanked the mother of the seller soto.

"Nuhun, Mum. What's her name?" jasmine asked kindly, though sweat was still pouring on her body.

"Marni, Neng," Miss Marni replied with a friendly smile at Jasmine.

Miss Marni leaves Gibran and Jasmine, after Miss Marni leaves, Jasmine's eyes are fixed on Gibran who is looking at her with a look of horror.

Jasmine's heart skipped a beat, her sweat grew more and more, she smiled widely with a feeling of fear with Gibran's sharp gaze for her.

"Jasmine!" yelled Gibran loudly.

"Based on a crazy girl!" Gibran shouts Jasmine's head and manages to make Jasmine take a few steps back.

"You're crazy" Jasmine replied, shaking Gibran's head tightly. Gibran took a few steps back and the look of horror he gave to Jasmine.

"See my hand is bleeding from your bite, what if I get rabies?" Gibran yelled at Jasmine, and did not care about the people around him.

"Sorry, Sir. I'm not accidentally, see your hand let me treat!" Jasmine grabs Gibran's hand but Gibran quickly slaps his.

"No need" said Gibran.

"But, Mister. Let me treat it!" Jasmine pulls back Gibran's hand but Gibran instead walks backwards away from Jasmine.

"Master, don't back down! I'll treat your hands!" Jasmine advanced with a return wanting to pull Gibran's hand.

Because Jasmine pulled Gibran's hand too tight, it even made Gibran fall with his elbow hit the table until bruised.

"Where is your manners for a man? Don't be that bar-bar girl Jasmine, your behavior is so embarrassing!" gibran said in a cold tone. Gibran got up from his position now that was kneeling down and immediately left Jasmine just like that.

Jasmine looks sad because Gibran always nicknamed her weird. Jasmine looked at Gibran's back who was walking away with teary eyes.

"What's my fault with you until you talk like that, sir?" Jasmine lowered her head and immediately ran to the toilet as she could no longer hold back her tears.

Jasmine went into the toilet and closed and locked the door from the inside. Jasmine sat on the toilet and cried bitterly. He doesn't know why he got here like this. But clearly, Jasmine felt sad as Gibran yelled at her earlier.

Gibran had no intention of yelling at Jasmine, but Jasmine's attitude made Gibran very upset. Gibran's hand hurt even if it was just a bite wound. Shadow, a small wound from being stabbed by a needle can be very painful, right?

Gibran is currently sitting in front of the doctor's room, he does not go to see a doctor to treat his injuries but instead decides to stay silent.

Gibran put his hands together and made it to rest his forehead. Gibran's heart felt very sad when he did not want to be angry and cry but instead the situation around him made him have to be angry.

"What mistakes have I made in the past, Lord?" Gibran rubbed his hair in frustration. He got up from his seat and walked to the toilet to wash his face, hoping that by doing so his mind would come fresh and calm down a little.

Gibran walked nonchalantly to the toilet, the gazes of the women who were attracted to him he did not ignore, his mind was in a state of mind that he did not know the origin of.

Arriving at the toilet, Gibran washed his face with cold water. Little by little, he began to calm down. Gibran felt a pain in his hand as the wound was exposed to water.

Gibran looked at himself in front of the mirror, clearly not a shadow of cheerfulness on his face.

"I don't want to take my life for granted anymore, I won't do anything silly anymore, from now on I have to be a really serious leader." Gibran smiled at the image of himself, he had already made up his mind to change for the better.

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