Chief Translator of Betrayal Marriage

The spacious Western-style restaurant is decorated in a gorgeous dark yellow style, and a large soft-light crystal chandelier gently sheds ambiguous light from the top of the head. As far as the eye can see, the dark purple floor-to-ceiling curtains all around block out all external noise, making the whole environment appear peaceful and warm. Except for the light singing voice flying on the radio. A small ray of sunlight squeezed in through the gap in the dark purple curtains and fell right on the man's fair face. In such a dry and cold evening in late autumn, it carries a warm breath. He grinned unconsciously. He didn't notice at all that the girl opposite him had been staring at him for a long time. "Looks like he's in a good mood...