Leah sent the painting back to the Great Garden. Eric was considerate. The painting was more than one meter long. Knowing that she couldn't take it, he sent someone to help her move it.
"Miss Leah, what's this?" Seeing Leah come back, Hugh followed her.
"I went to Mr. Eric's gallery today and he gave me a painting." Leah was a little excited.
"Oh, where should I hang this painting?" Asked Hugh.
Resting her chin on her hand, Leah asked, "MR. Hugh, is there any place at home suitable for this painting?"
Looking around, Hugh's eyes lit up. "Miss Leah, there is a wall in the study. But I don't know if Mr. Lucian will blame you."
"I don't think so. If he comes back to see the painting and doesn't like it, he can take it off and hang it somewhere else."
"Okay, I'll hang it up."
"Bugs! Bugs! Who are you missing?"
Leah looked at the caller ID and found it was Charlie. Then she hung up.
Unexpectedly, her phone rang again.
"What's up?" Her good mood was ruined by his phone call.
"Let's have dinner together tonight." His voice was not as cold as before, but with a little expectation.
"I'm busy." Leah refused.
"I have those photos of you before." Charlie said in a cold voice.
"Despicable."
"Paul Restaurant, seven o'clock tonight." After saying that, Charlie hung up the phone.
Leah looked at her watch. It was already six fifteen.
"You don't have to prepare dinner for me tonight. I have to go out."
"Yes, sir." The maids around answered.
In the Paul Restaurant, Leah looked at the man opposite her expressionlessly. She didn't like this place.
"Where are the photos?"
Without answering her, Charlie opened the menu and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
"I hate Western food."
Charlie paused and asked, "Why did you have it before?"
"I was stupid." Leah smiled coldly. Thinking of her past, she felt heartbroken.
"Then let's change to another one." Charlie stood up and was about to leave.
"No, you don't have to accommodate to me. We didn't accommodate to each other before. Now we are separated. Do you think it's necessary?" Leah said calmly.
"Are you blaming me? You didn't tell me before. " Charlie was not in a good mood.
"No. It's all my fault. You haven't asked me. I should have told you." Leah said sarcastically.
"Mr. Charlie, this is the steak you ordered before." The manager came over, followed by two waiters.
"Go get two pairs of chopsticks."
"What?" The manager was confused.
"Go ahead." Charlie said irritably.
"Yes, sir." The manager hurried downstairs and asked the waiter to bring two pairs of chopsticks.
"Mr. Charlie, it's not polite to take chopsticks in a western restaurant." Leah said.
Charlie didn't say anything. He took the plate in front of Leah, slowly cut the steak into small pieces with a knife and fork, and then pushed it in front of her.
"I like it." Said Charlie.
Leah looked at the man in front of her speechlessly. She didn't know what happened today.
"Where are the photos?"
Charlie stared at her and said, "If you don't want to eat, I won't give it to you."
Under the strange gaze of the crowd, they finished the steak with chopsticks.
"Go to the cinema with me." [荣梓柯] put down his chopsticks.
"What do you want?" Leah said angrily.
"Photos."
"Let's go."
Seeing that Leah walked out of the restaurant angrily, Charlie slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and the coldness in his eyes faded away.
The movie was the latest released. Leah had been looking forward to it, but when she thought of watching it with Charlie, she was in no mood at all.
The movie lasted for more than three hours, which was like a torment. Others were crying, but they didn't say a word.
Most of them were couples, and they were not even friends.
After the movie ended, they walked out of the cinema. Leah breathed a sigh of relief. It was too stuffy in the cinema, and the air outside was better.
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