Chapter 817 817: Do Not Be Anxious

The shouting of a man with a bamboo hat hung out at the end of the alley. Someone passed through with an umbrella, and Suzhou's typical storytelling and ballad singing were also spread in the alley. A girl walking in the rain with toes sang a soft song, and when she passed through, there was the sweet smell of Osmanthus.

She didn't see this scene again; this time, all the people in the alley just walked hurriedly. It rained, which made her feel cold and lonely.

Irish just walked into the alley after getting off. Her beautiful figure drew others' attention.

She just stopped at this time.

The scene of meeting Joseph in the alley occurred to her mind.

He was just at the front of the long alley while she was at the end of it. A lot of people passed through them, while they just stood there silently, and they saw each other easily.

His tall figure just stood there, which was so unforgettable for her.

At that time, she was determined to love him forever. Irish took a deep breath, and soon the cold air went into her bosom.

Her high heel stroked against the stone road, making a clear sound. The sound seemed lonely in the alley with few people. Why did it feel lonely to love someone? Why did the pain still exist even when he was with her? The long alley also felt lonely in the rain. It was just like what she had dreamed.

She seemed to see a nervous girl crouching at the corner of the alley. A boy passed and stopped in front of the girl.

Did the boy really exist?

If he hadn't existed, why did she feel so familiar? Why did she feel pain when she was there? Just because of Joseph?

She felt tired of it suddenly.

Irish planned to go back to the hotel and let Daisy not come again, so she just came back to the hotel by taking a taxi.

Daisy was so considerate that she put hot water for her into the bathtub in advance and asked the staff in the hotel to throw plenty of dry flowers in the bathtub. The dry

flowers were soaked with hot water, blooming one by one. They were as beautiful as white snow.

She was in the same room as Joseph. Daisy arranged everything for her and left for the time being. She also ordered the chef to make some delicious food for Irish and send it to her room.

Irish remembered last night when her heart beat quickly. Actually, she didn't know how she could be faced with them.

She ate something and just watched a movie on her laptop. The rain outside the windows was heavier, knocking at the window. Irish turned around to look out of the window, absent-minded.

Her phone rang, and Irish finally recovered herself. She took it up and found that it was from her aunt.

Irish adjusted her mood and picked it up.

"Irish, where are you?" Mary's sound was low.

Irish told a lie to her.

Mary just cried before Irish finished her words, which frightened Irish. She had no sadness again and just felt nervous suddenly. "Aunt, what happened? Do not cry." She felt anxious.

Mary just cried sadly, continuously saying, "Irish, something unlucky happened…."

Irish felt awful.

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Daisy intended to see whether Irish had had something, and she heard the sound of heavy knocking, which frightened Daisy, and she found it was Irish.

Irish's hair was still wet. Her face was so pale that Daisy felt afraid. Irish just said, "Daisy, I need to go back to New York urgently."

Daisy was frightened by her look, and she found her hand holding her arms, trembling. She didn't ask more and just nodded, "Okay, I will call Joseph right now."

Irish released her hand and clenched her trembling fingers, murmuring, "The phone can't get through..." Just in the room, she called Joseph by his business phone number and even private phone number, but she was notified that she couldn't get through.

Daisy was also anxious. It could be understood that the signal might be weak because of the rain, but Irish did not look good. How could she find Joseph?

"Do not be anxious. I will try later." Daisy comforted her and called Joseph again. Irish nodded, but her lips trembled.

Daisy felt more stressed, so she just called Joseph again and again. It didn't work at all.

"Daisy, please book a ticket for me." Irish walked forward.

Daisy was afraid that something unlucky might happen, so she just nodded after thinking for a while and contacting the airline company. She was told that all the tickets were sold out, and the earliest fight was at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning.

Other transportation seemed to be inconvenient at this time.

Irish just sat beside the phone.

"If the situation is really difficult, we need to contact Joseph as soon as possible, and you can come back to New York by taking a private plane. This is the quickest way." Daisy kept calm.

Irish nodded.

Daisy continued to call Joseph, but it still didn't work.

"He should be in the ancient town? I'm going to find him." Irish stood up.

"Let me be with you."

Irish pinched Daisy's palm and shook her head, "No, you just wait here. You can arrange the private plane if he comes back, and I will come back soon if I can't find him."

Daisy nodded.

Irish rushed out of the room immediately.

As she came into the ancient town, the rain got heavier. The rain over the river made it dim and hid the shadow of boats. There were few people, while some stores were still open with fewer visitors.

It became cloudy. As she passed the eaves, the birds were frightened by her hurried steps, and they just flew in the rain with great difficulty.

As she stepped into the water Lotus, her pants got wet. She just ignored it and ran to the store in her memory. Joseph should be there.

She remembered the way, so she just went into the store.

However, the door was closed.

Irish bumped into the door with great strength. The process lasted for over one minute, and finally, someone ran to the door. The door was open.

It was a young staff member looking at Irish with an umbrella with great caution.

"Who are you looking for?"

"I...I want to see Joseph, the one who discussed business with your manager about two hours ago." Irish became speechless.

The young staff thought for a while and finally got her, "Oh, you mean the Sir with a tall figure and well-dressed, right?"

This description was not so clear, but she thought that it might be Joseph, so she just nodded, "Is he still inside?" And then she was just to rush in.

The young staff stopped her, "Sorry. He has gone, and his followers also left."