Amin smiled and said, "You're welcome."
Secretary Zalkin, who was in front of them, braced himself and said, "Not at all!"
Knowing that it was only a gift Amin asked Secretary Zalkin to choose, Tina did not have so much pressure to accept it.
She happily accepted it.
When she put the silk scarf in her bag and touched the box in the concealed pocket, the smile in her eyes deepened.
Wilson got a pair of wedding rings, and each of them had one.
After the car got off the river bridge, the city's neon lights also came in from the window. Amin saw the corner of Tina's mouth slightly curl up, and a smile touched the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.
Amin knew very well that it was not because she received his gift, but because she was very happy today.
Even though he knew the answer, he still asked, "You were happy to spend the day with President Chin, right?"
Tina nodded. "Yes!"
Amin knew what had happened between her and Wilson, so she didn't need to cover it up.
However, unlike Wilson, who was completely at ease, she slightly flushed.
Amin's eyes fell on her face, and a bit of bitterness and pain filled his heart.
Tina noticed his sad expression and thought that the sweet date between her and Wilson aroused his yearning for his deceased girlfriend.
Apart from being marriage partners in the agreement, they could also be considered friends, so she tried to ease out his sadness. "Secretary Zalkin told me that your girlfriend has passed away for more than seven years. I know you have a deep affection for her and can't forget her... However, you still have a long way to go. I hope you can get out of the past sooner!"
Amin fell silent.
After a long while, he whispered, "In fact, I've made it."
Hearing this, Tina was stunned and responded, "Ah, that's a good thing!"
Amin smiled. "Hmm..."
He turned his head and looked out of the car window. There was indescribable affection and frustration in his eyes.
...
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In the bar at night, the heavy metal music was deafening and enthusiastic, and all young men and women were dancing in the hazy and dreamy colorful light.
The man on the bar counter, who had been sitting still for a long time with his back to the dance floor, was particularly conspicuous.
And he was wearing a straight suit, handsome and refined, who didn't fit this place at all.
Not far behind him, some people were talking together.
"Is that the Third Young Master of the Stark family?"
"Yes, but I advise you not to go and talk with him. He has been drinking alone gloomily for a long time. It seems that he is in a very bad mood. Let's not go up and make trouble for ourselves!"
After that, they wisely stopped gossiping and ran to the dance floor to flirt with the girls.
Upon hearing her words, Abby happily raised her red lips.
The man they were talking about had a lot of empty wine glasses in front of him.
Holding the bottle in his hand, he was drunk, but he didn't intend to stop drinking. He was indeed in a bad mood, as the man had said.
He looked depressed and angry, seemingly to have encountered something troublesome.
Abby looked toward the bar counter, and the smile in her beautiful eyes broadened. She had a sense of confidence that everything was under her control.
She observed from afar for a long time before leaving with her bag in her hand.
Not long after she left, Amin put down the wine glass in her hand, picked up the coat on the high chair next to him, and paid the bill.
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