When it was time to leave work, Sherry came from the studio next door, put her camera down, said
goodbye to Stella, and left.
Outside the studio, Daniel was sitting in his car and when he saw her coming out, he immediately drove
after her.
Sherry was not driving today because of the traffic restrictions. She was standing on the side of the
road about to take a taxi when she saw a white Bentley pull up in front of her.
Daniel lowered the window and said to her, "Get in."
Seeing that there was a queue for the taxi, Sherry didn't hesitate to pull the door open and got in, then
typed in the navigation, "Here, please."
As it was rush hour, the road was a bit congested, so the car drove for a while and stopped for a while.
Daniel turned his head to look at her and saw that she was holding her phone, smiling and chatting with
someone.
He coughed, tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, and spoke slowly, "You're close to that man?"
Sherry replied without looking up, "Not bad. We were supposed to go to the same university, but his
family made him study abroad. He only came back last year and we haven't seen each other for a long
time."
Daniel nodded, then looked ahead at the congested street and said indifferently, "Since you haven't
seen him for so long, he must have changed a lot and is not the same person you knew. So you should
keep your distance."
Sherry said, "We haven't even met. How do you know he's not the same person I used to know?
Although he's been abroad for the past few years, we do talk occasionally. I think he's fine, just like he
was."
Daniel snorted, not saying anything.
Soon the driveway was clear.
Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in front of a kebab shop.
Sherry had just unbuckled her seatbelt when she saw Daniel had already pulled open the car door.
He was faster than she was.
Sherry was speechless.
Once inside the kebab shop, Daniel frowned at the smell of the fumes.
At that moment, a boy in a floral shirt sat in his seat and waved at Sherry from a distance, "Sherry,
here."
Sherry looked over and then a smile appeared on her face as she waved back at him and walked over.
Daniel saw this and followed behind her.
The boy stood up and gave Sherry a big hug, "How many years has it been since we've seen each
other? You're getting prettier and ..."
Before he could finish the last word, he was forcibly pulled away by Daniel.
Daniel stood next to him, tugged his arm with one hand, and pulled Sherry behind him with the other,
"Talking is enough. What are you doing with your hands?"
The boy looked at him with a puzzled look and asked Sherry, "Your boyfriend?"
Sherry shrugged and shook her head, "No."
The boy looked at them and probably understood what was going on, then gently punched Daniel in
the chest, "You’re so cool, dude. I can't believe you actually chased after her all the way here."
Daniel's frown tightened and he pulled his hand away, looking cold and sullen.
The boy was clearly not bothered by his nonchalance and simply said to Sherry, "You'd better introduce
him. What should I call him?"
Sherry said, "Daniel."
She pointed the boy to Daniel again, "This is Damien Martens."
Damien scratched his brow, "Come on, have a seat."
Sherry was just about to walk towards Damien when Daniel pulled her back. He told her to take the
inside seat, while he then sat next to her.
Damien also obediently sat opposite them and waved towards the waiter, "Hey waiter."
When ordering, Damien said, "I remember that your favorite food is steak and pork chops, right? I'll
order them straight away then."
Sherry was just about to nod when Daniel said, "She doesn't eat these."
Sherry was puzzled.
Daniel continued with a serious face, "She's on a diet and doesn't eat these."
Sherry took the menu from Damien and ticked off the steak as she said, "Who told you I'm on a diet,
and who do you see on a diet that comes to eat roast meat?"
With that, Sherry asked Damien, "What would you like to eat?"
Damien took a sip of the water, glanced at Daniel, and smiled at Sherry, "It’s okay. I like whatever you
like to eat."
As expected, Daniel's face turned even gloomier.
Sherry ordered her food and gave the menu to the waiter. The two started talking about the old days,
getting happier and happier.
Daniel sat next to them, completely unable to interrupt, and could only drink water.
Not long after, when the food came up, he got up and went to the washroom.
Damien looked at his back and asked Sherry, "What's going on with you guys? You're flirting with him?"
Sherry was speechless.
She said, "What are you talking about? Who's flirting with him? He's more like flirting with me."
Damien shook his head, "I don't understand."
Sherry thought for a moment and asked in a lowered voice, "From your experience of being abroad for
so many years, do you think it's possible for a guy like him to get married?"
"It looks like there should be no shortage of girls around him." Damien said, "Let me tell you, foreigners
like him are the most cunning. He knows he's handsome and attractive, and he's got a knack for
coaxing girls. Be careful, don't be fooled by him."
Sherry exhaled and casually fiddled the cutlery, "Yeah, I think so too."
Damien added, "But I've known handsome foreign guys who are devoted and affectionate to their
girlfriends. It depends on how he treats you. You can just play with him. It's all about having fun
anyway, and you don't lose out."
The corner of Sherry's mouth twitched and she didn't say anything.
Damien continued, "Hey, I was just going to ask how you ended up settling with Liam, that idiot?"
Sherry said lazily, "Just broke up. He harassed me for a while, but then he disappeared."
Damien said, "Luckily, he didn't bother you anymore. If I'd been at City N, I'd have beaten him up and
taken it out for you."
Sherry's mind drifted away as she spoke of this.
The time Liam Keith came to see her, Daniel had beaten him up too.
To be honest, it was pretty cool.
At this moment, Daniel came back.
As the conversation had just been about Liam, Damien didn't continue the topic in front of him and kept
his mouth shut.
Sherry also kept her head down and smiled.
It was like these two had just talked about something ashamed, and then stopped talking when they
saw him coming.
And it was as if he had crashed through their flirtation and secret.
For the rest of the meal, Daniel sat there with a cold face and didn't say a word, and rarely even drank
water.
Neither of them was affected by him and ate happily.
Damien even asked in a whisper, "Does your friend not like roast meat?"
Sherry said, "He has different tastes from us. He likes ... something French."
She still saved face for Daniel and didn't say canned food.
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