Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 988

When Emily tilted her head, she saw Simon glaring at her - there was bitterness in his eyes.

How could she regret it?

She raised her eyebrows and deliberately teased him. "Yes, I regret it!"

As soon as she finished her words, she saw the expression on his handsome face changing a few times. His face darkened, and he pursed his lips tight. Seeing that he looked upset and a little angry, Emily stopped teasing him and said, "It's just a joke!"

"But it's not funny at all!" Simon turned around in anger.

His figure viewed from behind looked cold and straight. It seemed that he was really in a bad temper. He walked away much faster than usual.

Emily's eyes widened slightly. "Hey, wait for me!"

She quickly caught up with him. Then, to please him, she hurriedly took the initiative to hold his arm.

"Are you really angry?" She asked, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Simon replied to her with a cold, arrogant snort.

Emily poked him, once and twice. Then, seeing that he still had a dark face, she helplessly put her hand on her forehead. "Simon, you're so irrational. Are you in an uncomfortable monthly period?"

"..." The corner of Simon's mouth twitched.

At this time, Calvin, who had already gotten on the plane. After putting his suitcase in the overhead compartment, he found his seat on the boarding pass and sat down.

As soon as he fastened his seat belt, someone sat next to him, and then a low scream was heard, "Ah, what a coincidence! I meet you again!"

Calvin sized her up and remembered that she was the young girl who had accidentally bumped into him during the security check. She had a bun on her head and a clean white face without any makeup. What an energetic girl!

"Hello." He nodded politely.

The girl was very cheerful and obviously very talkative. At once, she started to talk animatedly. "Are you sent to Country S by the army? You know what, I happen to be sent there by my company. It's nice to meet you! Oh, by the way, let me introduce myself. My name is Stephanie White. You can call me Stephanie. However, I prefer to be called Emily because my friends address me so!"

The girl reached out to shake hands with him.

However, Calvin, looking at her hands, was in a trance. "Emily..."

The stewardess began to remind every passenger to do the security check before the plane took off. The plane glided for a short while and gradually climbed up above the clouds. With a burst of the engine roaring, a long white mark was left in the blue sky behind the plane.

In the black Cayenne, Emily, who had just sat in the passenger seat, looked up at the sky. When the plane disappeared from her sight, she slowly turned her gaze, feeling relieved and happy. Simon was on the phone again, but this time he used the vehicle phone to make reservations at a restaurant.

Seeing her look over, Simon said lazily, "Let's go for a big French meal tonight!"

They both were free this weekend. It was still early when they saw Calvin off. In fact, Emily also wanted to have a date with him and watch a movie. But she was still surprised at his suggestion. "Why do you suddenly want to have a French meal?"

Simon smiled brightly and said in a wicked and thrilled tone. "I'm in such a good mood and really want to celebrate it!"

He saw his love rival get on the plane and head for a foreign country! How could he not feel delighted?!

Emily rolled her eyes at him.

After leaving the airport, the black Cayenne drove back downtown.

They arrived at the IMAX Studios near the river to see a new Marvel action blockbuster. After they wanted the movie and walked out of the building, the sun was sloping. They could go to dinner. The French restaurant was nearby, so they did not drive and went straight there.

Emily was not used to having western-style meals, but she had to admit that a big French meal was perfect for a date. It would be very romantic.

There were some delicately decorated tables in the soft dim rays of the restaurant. Above each table was a crystal chandelier, casting some mellow rays of light down. These chandeliers set off a romantic atmosphere. Besides, a basket of red roses was on the side of each table. Emily glanced around and noticed that customers here were all couples.

Emily took a long look around to feel the romance.

Compared with other traditional Western-style meals, the French meals were more complicated. It started from appetizers. Then main courses were served. In the end, there were desserts. None of the procedures could be omitted. During the meal, waiters were kept taking away the finished dishes and bring up the new ones.

Emily picked up a piece of rib, put it in her mouth, and looked up at Simon opposite her.

Since they came out of the cinema, he seemed to be rather absent-minded. He kept tapping his long and slender fingers on the red latticed dining cloth. Emily wondered what he was thinking about. Seeing his black eyes, Emily raised her hand and waved before him, "Beast, what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing!" Simon shook his head.

Emily swallowed the meat in her mouth and asked doubtfully, "Is this bull rib not delicious?"

Simon gave a light smile and said, "It's tasty!"

"Oh." Emily nodded and cast a glance at his plate.

If it was tasty, why did he only eat two pieces, and there was so much left!

Finally, it was the Vanilla Mousse, the last dessert. Emily liked it very much, so she happily finished it in a few bites. She took the napkin and wiped her mouth with it, feeling that she was stuffed to the gills. But she did not allow herself to burp in such an elegant environment.

After she put down the fork, Simon got up. "Have you finished?" "Yes!" Emily nodded.

Simon, tall and straight, walked over, holding her hand and taking her out of the restaurant.

Outside of the restaurant, it was already dark. They had to walk to the underground parking lot under the IMAX Studios to get the car. At the weekend, the riverside was always very lively, so Simon proposed to walk around.

Because Emily was rather full, she also felt like taking a walk to help digestion.

Side by side, they walked to the end of the pedestrian street and turned to walk along the river. The cool river wind blowing on their faces made them feel very comfortable.

Emily tilted her head to look at him, thinking that he was acting a little strangely tonight.

When she was thinking about it for a while, she was suddenly attracted by something.

More than ten meters ahead, there was a black piano on the riverbank, and a piano player in a black suit was sitting before it. Next to him stood a violinist. They attracted the attention of countless people, and Emily, standing against the river breeze, could hear the sweet rhythm of a familiar song.

"Along the Seine, you sip coffee

Holding a cup, I wanna have a taste

Impressed by your lipsticks

Pretty rose, who wrote a wrong name?

Confession balloon, across the street

I saw a smile on your face."

It was Jay Chou's "Confession Balloon". There was no singer to sing out the lyrics. However, since this song was so well-known that those young couples gathering around could not help humming along. One after another, more and more people joined in singing this song. The sweet atmosphere spread fast around.

The music continued, and the singing in everyone's heart continued. "My honey, I love you since I met you. Everything will be sweet. My honey, I'm with you. Please look at me and say marry me." Emily, who was standing among them, also sang along with the piano and violin music in her heart.

She looked around and saw no banner or posters, which indicated that it was not a public activity. It must have been specially set up by someone.

Emily smacked her lips, pursed her lips, and began gossiping. "Obviously, someone arranges it to make a confession or a proposal. Who is it? The person must've watched too many romantic TV series!"