"Pack a bag, you're staying at my place tonight." He ordered.
I looked at him with a stunned look.
"No way! I'm not going. I'm staying here, my home." I adamant.
He sighed.
"Wen Wen, for once, just once, please do as I say." He said as if he begged.
"NO! I'm not a child Mr.Mu and frankly you cannot order me around, I thought we had this discussion already?" I mad at him.
He walked over to the corner of the room where my easel was and looked at the unfinished painting sitting on it.
Then his tone changed.
"I don't think you should be alone tonight after the news you received, and my place has a guest room. So I would feel better knowing you were not alone."
He struggled with every word he just spoke, I now realized that he had a hard time with emotions.
"Hm, alright. You give me a minute." He nodded his head never taking his eyes off the painting.
Then I threw a few things in a bag and walked over to him standing by the easel.
