My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 470

It was impossible for Christina to reflect on herself.

Therefore, Patrick had no choice but to give in first.

After clocking out at six o'clock, a group of women gossiped about the company's customers.

Penny suggested eating hotpot together tonight. Originally waiting for their answers, she found them all tacitly quiet as they walked out of the company gate.

"Come on. Do you want to eat hotpot? I happen to have a membership card which can give us a discount." She pushed Rachel beside her, who then signaled her with her eyes to look at the gate.

Looking sideways, Penny immediately stopped talking.

Standing tall on the left side of the company gate, dressed in a black and gray suit, Patrick looked straight in their direction with his deep eyes.

Because his personal image and temperament were too conspicuous, even if the car was not by his side, he drew a lot of attention.

Christina had a mixed feeling the moment she saw him.

It was as if she had met a natural enemy and wanted to run away guiltily.

It was reasonable that there should be no contact between the two sides in a cold war. About his initiative coming, Christina was at a loss for a moment.

While she was thinking nonsense, Patrick walked towards her.

There was no escape.

Crystal and Rachel were also a little nervous, hearing Christina speak first, "Are you passing by?"

They were speechless about such a bad excuse since it was obvious that he came for her.

"No."

Standing two meters away from them, Patrick said in a low voice, "Hang out with me?"

Seeing the strange expressions on the face of Crystal and the others, dissatisfied with being stared at like this, Patrick reached out and dragged the confused girl Christina away without giving her a chance to refuse.

"How can I leave without saying goodbye to my friends..." When she came back to her senses, she was already dragged a hundred meters away.

She didn't know why Patrick walked side by side with her in the crowd like ordinary people taking a walk after work instead of driving away directly.

With Patrick holding Christina's one-shoulder rose-red bag naturally in his hand, from afar, two figures snuggling up to each other, they impressed others.

Crystal and Rachel stood where they were, looking at their receding figures enviously.

"I can do anything if I have such a good husband." Penny gritted her teeth with envy.

Even Rachel, who had always been calm, was irritated. "Let's go and eat hot pot. I want to try the spicy one."

Perhaps in life, one could have more new attempts, but in the love, one could have either a desperate quarrel or the happiness of protecting each other.

Crystal sighed. "Compared to Christina, I feel like I'm a loser." Every time she was the first to offer an olive branch while Chandler was always waiting for her apology.

Upset, they decided to fill up their stomachs tonight.

However, it was not as romantic as what they had imagined about Christina, who was still wondering if all this was because she had scolded Patrick too much in their last quarrel.

"You don't like the crowds on the street, right?"

Tilting her head to look at the man beside her, she guessed if he wanted to take the opportunity to teach her a lesson.

Whereas, Patrick led her into a private restaurant without any extra words.

It was obvious that he had an appointment. When the manager at the front desk saw him, he immediately greeted him with a smile. "Mr. Hopkins, it's my great honor to have you here in the restaurant."

Then, Christina was politely led by the waitress to wash her hands, face, and fresh up.

Walking around the restaurant, she found the environment very elegant with the simple Japanese style. When hearing carefully, she could hear the crisp sound of water falling on bamboo tubes, which made her suddenly relax.

"No other guests?" She found there were no other diners in this restaurant.

The waitress who was always following her smiled gently. "Mr. Hopkins booked the whole restaurant. Hope you like it."

With the dim lights and all the exquisite and elegant decorations, the atmosphere was really romantic that a violinist from abroad was playing melodious music, even if it was not like the so-called candlelight dinner like others.

They sat opposite each other, the manager serving them dishes one by one, which were all her favorites. The chef came out to talk to them personally for a while and asked if they liked the dishes. Looking down at the Foie Gras Caviarr on the table, Christina looked up at Patrick. "Very good."

Patrick raised his eyebrows and looked at her while the chef was puzzled by the reply, wondering whether she agreed with the food or not. Not daring to disturb them anymore, he smiled politely and nodded before leaving.

They quietly tasted the food without saying anything during this romantic dinner.

The manager winked at the waiter standing next to them, feeling the dull atmosphere, he wondered if they would be dissatisfied with their service.

The dessert which was served at last was made from the top ingredients.

Christina took two small spoonfuls. It was the top food for foodies as it was sweet but not greasy, but she was not a foodie having much preference for food.

Taking a look at her deliberately, he seemed to feel the dinner didn't work as he expected.

After looking at each other, she scooped out several large lumps of cake with the exquisite silver spoon. Seeing the bottom, she frowned in disappointment. "Why didn't you bury a diamond ring in it?"

"Diamond ring?" Patrick was confused.