Christy gracefully wiped her mouth with the Hermes handkerchief. Her every move was noble and elegant. Every frown and smile on her beautiful face was extremely attractive.
She smiled at the ordinary-looking man opposite her, "Why are you staring at me and not eating?"
The man took a sip of the red wine, then looked at her and said, "It's your beauty that keeps me staring."
Christy smiled silently.
The waiter found a box to pack the painting and tied a bow on it. He then brought the painting over and sent it to Christy, "Miss, your painting."
Christy touched the bow and couldn't help but laugh in her heart.