In the end, everything concluded with that bouquet of delivered roses and her blissful smile.
In such a restaurant, a beautiful lady received ninety-nine Louis XVI red roses, the flowers' meaning was self-explanatory, and her face was adorned with an inescapable charming smile, a combination of happiness and bliss, all so wonderful, yet to Dao An, so glaring.
Soon she left.
Happily embracing that bouquet of roses, she left the restaurant.
She never noticed his presence from start to finish.
"Ann?"
Jane noticed the man opposite was constantly distracted and guessed that matters at the company must be quite pressing; otherwise, Ann wouldn't keep displaying such perplexing expressions. But she was always perceptive and sensible, moreover, she'd eaten enough, and so had the man opposite her.
The man, out of gentlemanly inconvenience, did not speak, so she said, "Ann, I've finished eating, let's go now."
"Alright."
