Jeanne looked at Fourth Master Swan in a daze.
At that moment when she looked at him, she was even smiling.
There was silence between the two of them.
"This is for you," Edward said.
As he spoke, he handed over the flowers.
He handed over the huge bouquet with one hand.
It was as if he was giving Jeanne a piece of candy.
Jeanne's eyes moved slightly.
She accepted it with both hands. "Thank you."
"Let's go eat," Edward said.
Jeanne hesitated for a second.
She then got into Fourth Master Swan's car.
Such a huge bouquet was eye-catching.
Although the car was very spacious, Jeanne still had some difficulty hugging it.
As for Fourth Master Swan, who was sitting next to her, he seemed to be very at ease.
He could not tell that Jeanne was finding it difficult hugging such a huge bouquet. He was probably feeling good about what he did.
The car arrived at Chez Jeanne.
Edward got out of the car and opened the car door for
Jeanne.
Jeanne felt that it was neither right to leave the bouquet in the car nor take it with her.
In the end, she still held it in her arms and followed Fourth Master Swan into the restaurant.
'Has the whole restaurant been booked?!'
Other than a few waiters, there were no other customers.
Nevertheless, Edward and Jeanne still walked into the familiar private room.
After the two of them sat down, Jeanne finally put down the bouquet.
To be honest, she felt silly holding it in her arms.
"What do you like to eat, Ms. Lawrence?" Edward asked while he was ordering.
"Didn't Teddy tell you already? I can eat anything."
"You're so easy to take care of?" The corners of Edward's mouth curled up.
Jeanne did not reply.
After Edward ordered the dishes, the two of them sat quietly.
"Ms. Lawrence, do you know what day it is today?" Edward took the initiative to ask.
Jeanne frowned.
She looked at Edward and asked, "Your birthday?"
Edward's expression changed slightly.
It seemed that Jeanne had guessed wrongly.
It was not her birthday either.
What day was it then?
"It seems that you've forgotten, Ms. Lawrence." Edward was indifferent. No emotions could be seen on his face.
Jeanne did not want to know either.
To her, it was not important.
The atmosphere was somewhat awkward.
Fortunately, at this moment, the waiters began to serve their food.
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