Little grudge-holder

Zaire's lips curved up, and he alighted the car. Immediately, he stretched out his hand and held Lotus' hand. Lotus alighted from the car.

Immediately, they strode into the restaurant. The restaurant was quiet and empty except for two famous Michelin-starred chefs.

There was an extravagant and decorated table with two chairs facing opposite each other at the center of the table. On the table, there were two glasses and a bottle of wine.

The vintage warm lights were soft and romantic. On the right side of the restaurant, one will see the beautiful city view.

On the other side, the magnificent view of a beautiful fountain surrounded by a beautiful garden filled one's vision. Soft symphonies invade one ear, making one inexplicably relax.

Zaire strode toward one of the chairs and pulled it backward; he bowed slightly and stretched out his hands toward Lotus, "Please, sit, my lady." He expressed.

Upon seeing such gentlemanly actions, Lotus' heart felt warm and sweetened. It was as if her