Miss Shirley, I've finally waited for you to come back. "
Although Constantine tried his best to make himself look natural, his voice was still choked with sobs. However, this further deepened his affectionate image.
"So affectionate!"
"Ahhh, I'm so touched. If a man can treat me like this, I'll definitely fall deeply in love with him!"
"I didn't expect Young Master Constantine, who was once called a playboy, to have such an affectionate side!"
The girls at the side were all touched. Such a rich young master could do this for the woman he liked. It was as enviable as a romantic love story.
The girls in the restaurant looked at Constantine. They had some impression of this man who often came to ask Shirley if she would come back.
Shirley looked at Constantine. Her beautiful brows furrowed slightly. She asked in confusion, "You are?"
The restaurant suddenly fell silent.
The girls who were waiting for the two of them to get married widened their eyes. They looked at Shirley in disbelief.
The men looked at Constantine sympathetically. This was the most unfortunate thing for a man.
Yes, although Constantine appeared to be very affectionate and even looked haggard because of her, he was a very bitter man.
But what no one would have thought was that he was not only a bitter man … but also a sad man!
Shirley actually didn't know who he was?
So all this time, he had been getting thinner and thinner because of her. He had become so pitiful because of her. It was just one-sided love?!
She didn't even know about it! She didn't even know he existed!
"Too tragic." Meg sighed. He wasn't too surprised by this result.
Some people liked to be infatuated and moved by themselves. They didn't consider the actual situation at all.
They always thought that they were Liang Shanbo, and the other party had to be Zhu Yingtai. They thought that their one-sided love was great. They didn't eat or drink, and the other party would be moved to tears when she saw how haggard they were. Then, she would marry no one else.
Meg felt sympathy for Constantine. After all, he probably wouldn't have thought that he liked a trap.
It would be fine if this didn't happen. If it did, who knew who would be doing who on their wedding night?
Tsk.
The stillness in the air and Constantine, who looked as if he had been struck by lightning, made the atmosphere a little strange.
People looked at Constantine sympathetically. Although this outcome was unexpected, it was more in line with the situation of ordinary people.
"Uncle, it seems like you're not even a spare tire," Amy reminded him softly as she licked her ice cream.
"Kacha —"
Everyone seemed to hear the sound of a heart breaking.
Although he wanted to fly into a rage, leave in a huff, or even kill himself on the spot, Constantine felt his heart melt once again when he looked at Shirley's innocent face. He began to blame himself deeply.
"This guy looks a little wretched, but why do they look like they're looking forward to us being together? How disgusting! I have to stay away from him. "Shirley looked at Constantine with a frown. Her expression was doubtful and vigilant.
"How could I scare Miss Shirley! None of this was her fault! She's so cute, she should be taken good care of! " Constantine blamed himself in his heart. He quickly adjusted his state of mind and looked at Shirley affectionately again. He extended his right hand, and said, "Hello, Miss Shirley. Let me introduce myself again. I'm Constantine."
"Oh," Shirley glanced at his hand and answered indifferently.
It's alright. All pretty girls have their own personalities, let alone Miss Shirley. At least this time, she should remember my name! Constantine retracted his hand awkwardly, but he quickly thought happily in his heart. "It's alright. Pretty girls all have their own personalities, not to mention Miss Shirley.
"A bootlicker has nothing." Meg looked at Constantine with pity. Some people just didn't cherish what they could get easily, but couldn't let go of what they couldn't get.
Constantine's little episode didn't dampen the customers' enthusiasm for the food. After Constantine took his seat, the line continued into the restaurant and began to order.
"Young Master, you've improved a lot. This must be Miss Shirley's test for you, and you accepted it calmly. You must have left a very gentlemanly and beautiful impression in her heart." The servant sat down across from Constantine and smiled as he looked at Constantine's expression.
"Now that you mention it, it does seem to make sense." Constantine's eyes lit up, and he nodded thoughtfully.
"Yes, so you must eat well to nourish your body and regain your former masculinity. Otherwise, Miss Shirley might not be interested in you," the servant said with a smile. The servant hurriedly said with a smile. He secretly wiped his sweat. Luckily, his young master didn't seem too smart when it came to Miss Shirley. If he went back and couldn't think straight because of this, he would definitely be skinned alive by his master.
"You're right. Such a body is indeed not worthy of Miss Shirley." Constantine nodded. He flipped open the menu and scanned it. Then, he said, "I want to order a helping of 'Buddha jumps over the wall', a helping of spicy cicada monkey, a helping of red braised pork, and a helping of black pepper steak!"
"Alright, I'll order it for you later," the servant replied with a smile. The servant replied with a smile. This was the first time the Young Master had taken the initiative to eat more during this period. It was really a good start.
"There are a lot of people as usual." Gloria got down from the horse-drawn carriage, and lamented when she saw the long line at the door.
"The charm of delicious food is irresistible, just like Suede's clothes," Mars said with a smile.
"Yes. Not only can Mr. Meg satisfy women's taste buds, but he can also design clothes that make them go crazy. What a magical man." Gloria nodded in agreement.
"Yes." Mars glanced at Gloria with a smile on her face.
"Let's go. If we're any later, we might not be able to get in tonight's queue." Gloria quickened her pace, and walked towards the back of the line.
Mars caught up with her, and asked softly, "I've brought you the reports for the past few days. Do you want to look through them when you're in the queue?"
"No need. I'll look at them when we get home." Gloria shook her head slightly, and said with a smile, "Isn't it interesting to line up at Amy's?"
Mars glanced at the middle-aged man who was arguing over which was the king of roast beef kebabs or mutton kebabs. He put away the documents with a smile. It was indeed not suitable to look at documents in such an occasion, but it seemed like Miss Shirley would have to stay up late again tonight.
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