Miss Ordinary: I Was Reborn To Love You!

"Hah!"

A sigh left Eric Wu's lips as he removed the robe he was wearing and changed into his casual attire.

He stared at the softly blown curtain with a frown on his face. The scene where a woman was standing at his bedroom's balcony kept playing inside his mind. Just now, he thought that he actually saw her silhouette staring at the ocean view.

How long had it been? Ah, he had forgotten because the first time she appeared in his dream, he thought it was just one of those dreams where a man's fantasy materialized into decent mental pictures. 

Of course, it wasn't any l.e.w.d dream, but a dream about his lifetime's soulmate. That was how he felt every time he woke up from that dream.

Then, when the same dream appeared every night in the span of a week, he could no longer stay calm. That was the reason he was looking for a composite sketch artist. He wanted to produce a portrait of that woman so that he could find her.

Eric Wu felt like laughing. The more he thought about it, the more he thought that he was going crazy. He stared at his mirror image and once again sigh.

It seemed that he was really affected by those dreams. Eric Wu stroke his unruly hair impatiently when suddenly, he heard a series of knock on his bedroom door. 

"President, the artist is here. I've asked him to wait in the study room," Tao said. His serious manner was capable of fooling people thinking that he was a rigid worker. Eric Wu stared at his assistant without commenting.

"President, should I ask him to wait?" Tao asked after seeing that the president wasn't making a move.

Eric Wu noticed that Tao's serious manner was now gone. He appeared like a clumsy yet honest kind of person. However, he liked this kind of guy because he was easy to mold into someone he could trust, unlike his previous assistant.

"Let's go," Eric Wu finally walked out of the room. Tao walked behind him. Their destination was the study room on the first floor.

Inside the study room, a man who was looking outside the transparent wall turned around the moment he heard footsteps behind him.

"President Eric," the man called in recognition. He sounded overwhelmed. The moment he came, Tao had escorted him to this study room and while walking, all he could do was gawking at every little thing that he saw.

Both outside and inside were a show-off of the architects as well as the engineers' brilliance.

"Mr. Yang, thank you for coming," Eric Wu greeted the man with his professional smile. Mr. Yang who was overwhelmed felt his shoulder relax. He stared at the man in front of him and silently praised for his politeness.

Mr. Yang wasn't a well-known artist. In fact, he was no longer active in the industry. Therefore, when Tao told him that his president needed his help, he was completely shocked. 

 "President Eric, you're too polite," Mr. Yang gave a dry laugh as he looked at the tall man beside him. This was his first time meeting the famous President Eric and he must say he was impressed. This man probably had the natural disposition to make other's feel intimidated but at the same time, his words and mannerism told him that he was treating him with respect.

"Just call me Eric, Mr. Yang. This work isn't related to the company. It's a personal matter," Eric Wu explained as he could detect the awkwardness in Mr. Yang's voice. The other could only laugh while pondering if he could do it or not. In the end, he couldn't.

"Eh..Mr. Eric, how does my skill could help?" Mr. Yang asked as he walked together with the man towards the center where they could take a rest from standing.

"I hope Mr. Yang could sketch someone for me," Eric Wu said. His dulcet tone made others who listen thought that he trusted their abilities. That was how Mr. Yang felt at the moment.

He had his own guess on why he was invited to this isolated villa, but now that he listened to the man's request, he was beyond excited and almost said yes. Thankfully, his many years of experience had helped him taking control of his impulsiveness.

"I believe my assistant had informed you about the payment. If it isn't to your liking, I'm open for discussion," Eric Wu spoke again. He didn't want to wait anymore. This matter should be settled as soon as he could. It was true that Mr. Yang wasn't a famous artist but Eric Wu knew that he once worked as a police sketch artist. That was one of the reasons why he wanted Tao to invite this man.

"That-that payment was a huge sum. I think it really is," Mr. Yang hurriedly spoke. If that man added more money, he was afraid his ability wasn't deserving of it.

"I see. If there is no more issue, I hope we can start right now," Eric Wu said and unconsciously smiled. He couldn't deny he was excited.

This smile of him stunned the onlookers, especially Tao because he knew based on rumors and his own experience that this man never smiled a smile as sincere as what he just witnessed. 

Tao was really curious as to what made this handsome man showed such a smile today.

"Sure Mr. Eric! I'm ready to begin. Could you describe that person? Let's start with his or her facial features," Mr. Yang with the assistant of Tao was already sitting in front of a canvas. He was just waiting for Eric Wu to help him picturized this 'someone'.

"It's her," Eric Wu stated. 

Tao, who was helping to prepare Mr. Yang's sketching tools had his mouth agape. Even Mr. Yang had his action frozen in time. These two people looked at each other before silently pretended that they heard nothing.

This was shocking news! If the media heard of this, his president definitely blew all the media outlets in just a mere second. The whole country would definitely try to uncover who was the woman that made President Eric invite a sketch artist into his house.

"Can-can you describe this lady, Mr. Eric?" Mr. Yang was still shocked so the stutter. Tao who was standing beside him was kind enough to give him a pat of encouragement with a complicated face.

"President, before we start can I ask a question?" Tao suddenly interrupted. He tried to remain unaffected by the sudden info drop. But, he just couldn't!

Eric Wu didn't speak anything as he merely glanced at his assistant. No matter how scary he was in other people's view, he actually wasn't someone that would be rude enough to stop other's from talking.

"Is this woman beautiful?" Tao asked.

Eric Wu was actually startled at this question, but his face remained expressionless with only a small furrow on his forehead. 

"Hmm," he reacted. "Mr. Yang will let us know," he added. Tao could only shake his head the moment he understood what the president meant.

"Mr. Eric, if you please…" Mr. Yang didn't finish his sentence for he saw Eric Wu nodded knowingly the moment he spoke.