Far away, Wendy stood under the street lamp, its orange light bathing her.
She wore a hat and scarf that covered the entirety of her face apart from her eyes.
As for her clothes, she was wearing a_ khaki i windbreaker that accentuated the shape of her waist and
a pair of black boots.
It was the same outfit that she had worn when she left this morning.
Although her clothes might have looked plain, she still managed to attract attention wherever she
passed by.
There was a night market not far away.
Although it was already dark, there were still many stalls and guests.
"Mommy! Mommy!"
Precious shouted, but it seemed to be to no avail as her cries were drowned out by the murmurs of the
crowd.
Wendy couldn't hear her at all.
When she saw that Wendy was oblivious to her cries, Precious pouted and made a sad face.
But before she continued to call for Wendy once more, she spotted her talking to a person beside her.
"Eh...Who is that man?" Precious pointed towards her direction and asked.
Ryan squinted and saw Wendy with another man.
The man was tall, and his face was heavily covered by a hat, sunglasses, and a mask.
It was impossible to identify him based on his appearance.
He was wearing a khaki flying jacket, a pair of worn jeans, and a pair of black canvas shoes.
The color of his clothes matched Wendy's, making them look like a couple.Ryan narrowed his eyes.
‘What should I do?’ An urge to grab this man by the collar and beat him mercilessly began to swell
inside him.
However, he had to admit that although Wendy's and the man's faces were heavily concealed,
watching them together walking side by side felt harmonious.
He began to recall something that Wendy had said about her standards for choosing a boyfriend.
She wanted a boyfriend about the same age and had the same interests as her.
The urge to beat up this man further intensified.
As they walked side by side, the man put one hand in his pocket, and the other was behind her, serving
as a barricade to prevent other people from touching her.
He seemed to be a very considerate man.
Under the hat, a few strands of the man's green hair were protruding, which made it easy for Ryan to
recognize him.
‘Jeffrey! How dare you!’ Ryan gripped the steering wheel harder.
"Dad, that man looks very familiar..."
"Yeah.You know him."
"Eh?"
Precious was confused.
"That's your cousin, Bruce!"
Precious’ eyes lit up.She was about to wave and greet them, but Ryan quickly rolled up the car
windows.
"Dad..."
"Wait a minute!"
"Okay."
Precious made another sad face as she slumped back to her seat.
Ryan stared straight ahead.
As both Wendy and Jeffrey got closer to them, their expressions became even more visible.Jeffrey said
something to Wendy, which made her laugh a bit.
Silently, a cold smile started to form on Ryan's lips.
Upon seeing this, Precious began to tremble in fear.
‘Oh my God! Dad's smile is so scary! As they walked through the crowd, Jeffrey and Wendy didn't
notice Ryan's car right in front of them.
After a while, Wendy got in Jeffrey's van and left with him.
Ryan twisted the key in the ignition, and the engine revved to life shortly after.
"Precious, fasten your seat belt."
"Okay!"
As soon as he heard the click on Precious’ seat belt, Ryan pressed his foot down on the pedal and
sped forward, intent on following the car in front of him.
Since it was already past the peak of work hours, there was no longer any traffic on the road.
Ryan followed the car and kept a good distance behind them.
The car went from the suburb to the urban area, then finally stopped at a very high-end Western
restaurant called "Encounter."
It was a famous Western restaurant located in Ywood.
Since it was a very popular place, there was often no space for parking.
But tonight, there were only a few cars in the parking lot.
When he saw this, Ryan squinted his eyes and was deep in thought.
Meanwhile, Wendy was taken aback as soon as they arrived at Encounter.
‘Encounter? I know this place.Their signature dish was steak, significantly different from the steak
offered by other restaurants.
It was said that this restaurant's beef came straight from their very own cattle farm.
Each cow had its own room covered in carpet and had a special staff tasked specifically to service
them.
It was said that the beef that came from those cows turned out to be fresh and smooth, while the fat
was s fairly even.
That was why the beef here was sold at a high price.
The price of one steak would reach up to one thousand dollars! Wendy couldn't imagine how high their
bill would be if they ate dinner here, considering they still had to order other food and pay for the
service fee.
She had only heard of this place but had never been here before.She couldn't help but feel surprised.
For a long time, she hesitated to go inside and just stood still in front of the gate.
"Jeffrey...Are you sure you want to have dinner here?"
"Cut the crap and just get in!"
Wendy swallowed and said, "But I don't have money! Jeffrey rolled his eyes.
"I've already told you that I'll treat you! You won't have to pay anything."
This was exactly what Wendy wanted to hear.
After taking a deep breath, she raised her head and prepared to go in.
But as soon as she lifted her foot, Jeffrey grabbed her by the arm.
"Ouch!"
She almost fell down.
"Damn it! What's wrong with you?"
Jeffrey silently stretched out his arm.
"What are you doing?"
"Let's go inside arm in arm!"
The corner of Wendy's mouth twitched.
‘It's just dinner.Is it really necessary to be this formal and grand?’
But when she saw the serious look on Jeffrey's face, she rolled her eyes and held his arm.
The two entered the restaurant gracefully as a waiter greeted them.
The restaurant had a total of sixteen floors.The first floor was a hall jam-packed with people.
The higher the floor was, the fewer dining tables were available.
And on the sixteenth floor, there were only two dining tables.
Together, Jeffrey and Wendy walked towards the elevator and headed straight to the top floor.
The room on the sixteenth floor was enormous, with both tables positioned far apart from each other.
It did a great job of providing a private space for their guests here.
The waiter began to lead Wendy and Jeffrey to the table by the window.
"Miss, here's the menu.Please have a look."
The waiter handed a tablet to Wendy.
She looked through the menu and had so much difficulty choosing what food to order that she spent a
long time holding it, Every dish looked delicious.
The very name and picture of the food were enough to make her salivate.
She pushed the tablet to Jeffrey and said, "I've never been here before.I don't know what to eat.You
choose for me."
"Okay!"
Then, he turned to the waiter.
"We'll have a steak, and this, and this, and a bottle of red wine as well."
"Good choice, sir.Please wait a moment."
The waiters in this restaurant were very professional.
When they recognized Jeffrey and Wendy, they were initially surprised but were quick to revert back to
their professional selves.
Soon, the melodious sound of the violin began to fill the entire sixteenth floor.
Jeffrey and Wendy sat by the French window, looking down and enjoying the scenery of Ywood below
them.
To have dinner here was indeed a_ pleasurable experience.
However, for some reason, Wendy began to feel restless.
"Are there nails on your chair?" Jeffrey asked with a puzzled expression.
"Can't you just sit still?"
Wendy glared at him and snapped, "Stop talking nonsense!"
As she spoke, she leaned over towards his side of the stable and narrowed her eyes at him.
With Wendy so close, Jeffrey couldn't help but feel as though his heart was about to jump out of his
throat.
"What?"
"Shit! Does she know that I'm going to confess my love to her?’ "Jeffrey..."
"What's wrong?"
"Tell me the truth..."
As her voice trailed, Jeffrey's heart began to beat faster and faster.
"Did you do something wrong to me?" Wendy asked him.
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