Roo sat down next to Rosemary, holding her hand tightly and handing her the nu. "What would you like to eat?" Rosemary took a gander at the nu, picked a few dishes haphazardly, Roo padded the order with a bunch more. As the manager ducked out of the room, Rosemary arched an eyebrow,
"Mind letting go now?"
Roo asked demurely and seriously, "Can we hold it a little longer? Just for a mont... It’s a sight for sore eyes during the day too, I’ll bring you here next ti, alright?"
Rosemary stayed mum. After a beat, the manager waltzed in with a few chefs, dishes in tow.
At lunch today, Roo had taken note of the dishes Rosemary didn’t touch, and the ones she seed to fancy, so he had a rough idea of her taste and ordered accordingly.
"All this grub, you think you can polish it off?" Rosemary eyed the spread, a good twenty dishes laid out before them.
"Slow and steady." Roo’s one hand was still holding hers, the other serving her dishes.
"Can I have my hand back now?"
If he didn’t let go, she wouldn’t be able to eat!
Roo smoothly let go of her right hand, only to deftly snag her left one.
Rosemary was speechless.
"Are you sure we’re eating like this?" Rosemary was not used to this arrangent.
"Yup."
"Roo, I think we need to rap."
"Let’s finish eating first." Roo peeled a shrimp perfectly, picking it up and presenting it to her,
"Wanna try?"
"Just leave it here, I’ll eat it myself."
Seeing her start to talk, Roo popped the shrimp right into her mouth.
Rosemary shot him a warning look, but Roo didn’t get ruffled. He looked back at her with a soft gaze,
"How is it?"
"Yuck!"
The foreign chef nearby nearly had a heart attack, stuttering in broken English, "Which dish didn’t suit your palate? Just say the word, I’ll fix it right away."
"I was talking about the person, not the food."
The foreign chef was a tad confused, unsure what she was on about.
"You guys can go."
Once Roo spoke, the chefs and the manager beat a hasty retreat, practically fleeing the scene.
"Pissed?" Roo looked at the girl before him tenderly, "I guess I got ahead of myself."
"Can you sit across from ?"
In other words, can you give so space?
"I wanna sit with you."
Faced with Roo’s earnest expression, Rosemary was at a loss for words.
Finally, they finished eating, the lights in the restaurant dimd, the ceiling opened up, revealing the beautiful night sky.
Back when Attlee and Olga were still trying to get their business off the ground, they barely made it ho, always hustling. It was Grace who kept her company through those sleepless nights.
The countryside back then was just as star–studded as now.
But the people and events of the past are now but distant mories.
A violinist took his position in a corner of the room and started playing so romantic tunes.
As the music faded, the night sky lit up with brilliant fireworks. Rosemary looked up at the display, while Roo kept his gaze fixed on her.
Her eyes were extra bright under the glow of the fireworks, but upon closer look, she seed a bit lancholic.
Roo wanted to take another look, but her lancholy had vanished, just like the fireworks in the sky, leaving no trace behind.
Under the alternating brightness and darkness of the fireworks, Rosemary’s beauty was striking. Her aristocratic and icy deanor was like the radiant moon, incomparable.
"Did you arrange all of this?" Rosemary looked up at the fireworks.
"Yes." Roo wasn’t sure if the aloof Rosemary liked all of this, "Do you prefer doctors now, or those who didn’t study dicine?"
Rosemary found it amusing and deliberately said, "Doctors are better, they’re practical and useful."
Was she implying that he wasn’t practical and only knew how to prepare useless stuff?
After a while, the ceiling slowly closed and the lights in the box gradually brightened.
When the lights in the entire box were fully restored, the violinist nearby lowered her head to give thanks and was about to leave when she accidentally saw Rosemary and was taken aback. Wasn’t
Rosemary her half–teacher?
Rosemary had once taught her so violin knowledge, but never officially took her as a disciple. She didn’t expect to et her here!
Rosemary didn’t expect the violinist she had painstakingly taught for half a month to play so terribly...
She had been wondering where they found such a disappointing violinist.
"Do you know her?" Roo saw Rosemary looking at the violinist.
Rosemary smiled, "The famous violinist Skyler, who doesn’t know her?"
Skyler quickly said, "No, you’re exaggerating. I haven’t practiced well recently, I’m sorry if I gave you a bad experience."
"Off you go." Roo didn’t know what had transpired between them, he held Rosemary’s hand without letting go.
Seeing that Rosemary had no intention of pursuing the matter, Skyler left and imdiately took out her phone, "Teacher, I didn’t know it was you! I was asked to help at the last minute. I thought it was so rich people who didn’t understand music theory that paid to play around...so I didn’t really cafe..."
Rosemary received her ssage and simply replied a few words, "Your performance was terrible."
"I’ll definitely practice harder."
Rosemary put away her phone and didn’t reply, "Let’s go."
Sitting across from La Belle Vie, Yolanda was already full, but Rosemary hadn’t co out yet.
"Yoli, you have a good appetite today, want to eat so more? How about another ice cream?"
Zachary didn’t know what she was thinking, he thought, these things were to her taste.
"No need." Yolanda replied with a smile.
She would vomit if she ate more. If it wasn’t for waiting for Rosemary to co out, she absolutely wouldn’t eat so much!
"Not eating anymore? Then let’s go? Let’s take a walk by the river."
Seeing that it was getting late, Zachary called the waiter to pay the bill and then took Yolanda’s hand and left the restaurant.
Yolanda was a little unsteady and delayed so ti. She was a bit regretful that she couldn’t witness Zachary seeing Rosemary off work.
Just then, the VIP elevator of La Belle Vie across the street suddenly opened, a tall and handso man walked out side by side with Rosemary. Although it was only a few seconds, Yolanda was stunned!
Despite the distance, the man’s figure, appearance, and aura completely surpassed Zachary!
Although she couldn’t see his specific features, Yolanda could tell that the man was very young!
She was truly shocked, there were no words to describe her feelings at the mont!
Could that man be Rosemary’s brother?
Rosemary ca from a poor family, it was very likely that she was working here with her brother!
Thinking this way, she felt a little better, but she still couldn’t explain the man’s actions, he seed to be walking out hand in hand with Rosemary...
Could she have seen wrong?
Would siblings hold hands?
She was so far away, and only saw them for a few seconds, she didn’t see the specific situation...
"Yoli, what’s wrong?"
"No..." Yolanda didn’t dare to say that she saw her sister again, afraid that Zachary would think she was always staring at her sister. But the direction that the man and Rosemary were leaving seed to be
towards the exclusive parking lot of La Belle Vie.
"Zachary, I just rembered, there’s a dessert shop at the foot of the mountain. I want to pack so desserts for my parents, and also buy so for your parents, how about it?"
"There’s no need, my parents don’t eat sweets at night. If your parents want so, I can buy it for them." Zachary drove to the foot of the mountain and went in with her.
Yolanda pretended to select desserts, occasionally glancing at the road outside. Coming down from the mountain top, there was only this road, whether Rosemary was taking a cab or riding a bike, she would pass this dessert shop.
But Yolanda had been selecting for a long ti, waiting for a long ti, she didn’t see any vehicles except a luxury car.
Could it be that Rosemary was walking?
"Miss, is there no dessert in our shop that you like?" The shopkeeper saw Yolanda dressed in brand– na clothes, she had been picking cakes for half an hour and couldn’t help but co forward to ask.
"No, I just rembered, my parents went to a charity dinner, there’s probably a lot of food there, I won’t bring them any."
Yolanda pulled Zachary out of the dessert shop, got in the car, and looked at the rear mirror again, there was really no one in sight. So Rosemary really did walk.
At this ti, Rosemary was sitting in the luxury car that Yolanda had just seen, looking at the man in front of her, "Can you let go now?"
He said it was just holding her for a little while, but it went on all night! Not enough? Roo lightly curved his lips, "What’s wrong with holding my fiancée’s hand?"
"I’m not your fiancée."
What era is this, there’s still this kind of prearranged engagent?
The key is that he, as a highly educated modern man, didn’t oppose this arranged marriage!
It’s really strange!
"You’re already holding my hand, you gonna bail on now?" Roo gently grasped her hand, speaking softly, "It’s too late now."
Rosemary tried to pull her hand back, but he held it tightly, "Don’t move."
His voice was enticing, whispering in her ear, "I’m afraid I might hurt you."
His words fingered in her ear as if they ant sothing else.
At the villa on the shore Lake. Serena kept glancing at her wristwatch. It was already eight in the evening, why wasn’t that country bumpkin back yet? Did she make a fool out of herself at Phillip’s and
now too embarrassed to co ho?
If that was the case, things were about to get interesting!
She could hardly wait to see that hillbilly’s awkward face!
A bunch of rich girls were surrounding Serena.
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