Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 923 Do Something Else (1)

John was very specialized in eating. That night, he took Stephanie to a private restaurant. The interior space was separated and quiet. It was a nice place for couples to date. The special perfume there amplified the ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

"I saw that you brought along a lot of luggage with you. Are you planning to stay here for a long time?" After John finished eating, he wiped his mouth with a tissue and poured a glass of red wine for Stephanie.

"I'm not sure. I brought these clothes with me just in case." Stephanie didn't tell the truth. Her agent used to say that she was too gullible and naive and that she would be easily cheated by men. So she only told half the truth. She was careful and wary when talking to John.

John smiled slightly and asked, "I feel lonely eating by myself. I wonder if I can ask you to have meals together?"

John was just asking to have meals together. Besides, it was unlikely that she would have time every day. "Sure." Stephanie nodded.

Therefore, in the next few days, Stephanie met him every time she went out in the morning. John always raised his wrist to look at his watch, saying, "You have a very regular schedule, just like me."

They really became friends who had food together. They ate breakfast and dinner with each other. As for lunch, Stephanie usually chose to eat something simple in the Relax Room. Moreover, Ferne would occasionally ask the waiter to send food over. Stephanie almost never went out at noon. And John did not go to the Relax Room to invite her out for dinner. It was definite that even if he did, Stephanie would not agree. She felt that John vaguely knew this, so he never risked doing it.

The day before the Qingming Festival, Emily sent a message to Stephanie, "I see you with a man."

Stephanie looked out of the window in surprise. She saw Emily standing at the door of a shop on the opposite side at first glance. Emily waved at Stephanie, turned around, and sent another message, "He's hot."

Stephanie replied, "He can't even be compared with Mr. Vincent."

When Stephanie put away her phone, John asked with a smile, "What made you so happy?"

"Nothing." Stephanie shook her head. "Just a message from one of my friends."

"You rarely speak of other friends. Is it a man or a woman?" John asked.

Stephanie should have said that it was a woman, but somehow, she said, "A man."

"That's impossible," John said with absolute certainty.

"Why not?" Stephanie asked. She did have a lot of male friends. There were a few in the entertainment circle, as well as Harold, and many male friends around Emily.

"It can't be your boyfriend." John looked into her eyes and said.

"Yes, it's a normal friend," Stephanie said.

"What about me?" John asked, "Am I your friend now?"

"Aren't you a meal friend?" Stephanie asked instead.

John could not help bursting into laughter.

He was indeed no match for Vincent, but he had his charm.

Stephanie had been very happy getting along with him these past few days. Every time after they had dinner, they would slowly walk back along a road by the side of the hotel and wouldn't separate until they reached the hotel.

It was drizzling tonight. John held the umbrella and covered Stephanie with it. Half of his shoulder was wet. Stephanie leaned toward him, saying, "Your clothes get wet."

"It doesn't matter." He suddenly reached out and hugged her. Stephanie intended to dodge. However, she saw a car pass by her, which almost splashed her with water. "Are you alright?" John let go of her and asked.

"I'm fine." Stephanie looked at the passing car and thought that she might have been too defensive against John, so she smiled at him and said, "Thank you."

"Let's go." John held the umbrella and then the two arrived at the hotel entrance.

"See you tomorrow," John smiled and said.

"See you tomorrow," Stephanie responded, waving her hand.

Emily was invited by Marisa to eat together after school today and Lucy came too. The three of them ate pancakes, waffles, chicken wings, spaghetti, and some other kinds of snacks.

"Why are you eating so much tonight?" Emily ate the last chicken wing and couldn't help but ask Marisa, "How can you stay so thin after eating so much?"

"Aren't you also this thin?" Marisa came over and pinched Emily's waist. It was April, and they had already taken off their heavy overcoats and thick sweaters. Now, Emily was only wearing a thin sweater and a school uniform. She was petite and thin.

"I have to run every day." Emily avoided Marisa's grab for fear of itchiness. She first came out of a shop holding an umbrella and then she saw Stephanie and a man sitting at a table by the window in a restaurant opposite.

"Stephanie?" Marisa followed her sight.

"That's her." Emily lowered her head and sent a message to Stephanie. When Stephanie, who was sitting by the window, looked up, Emily waved her hand and quickly turned around.

"Why did you turn around?" Marisa followed her to turn around in confusion.

"Well, I just want to see if Lucy has finished eating." Emily put away her phone and said to Lucy, "Let's go."

Marisa was speechless.

"Will your parents scold you now that you come home so late?" On the way back, Emily asked Lucy.

"They would rather see me go home late," Lucy said, shaking her head.

Marisa asked, "Why?"

Lucy thought for a moment and said, "It's probably because they don't want to see me."