Always in Love with You

Noticing the smile on Polly's face, Bruce moved his lean body closer to her and asked, "What is it that makes you so happy?"

"Nothing," Polly replied as she moved aside. The smile on her face still remained.

Prior to this, she had no clue who Bruce was, but she could instinctively tell that he was no ordinary man. As she waited for his message to arrive in the dorm in the afternoon, she had googled his name to see if she could find anything. Much to her surprise, she did manage to find a bit of information about him.

As she did her search, she was so amazed to find out the titles attached to his name, the president of BA Group as well as the youngest business elite in A City. And as it turned out, he was a rather well-known personality in the internet.

Her first impression of Bruce was that he was some kind of playboy who enjoyed fooling around with women, someone who stood out in a crowd and would only show a gentle side to him if the situation called for it. Never could she have guessed that he was a famous figure in A City.

Compared with those students who had yet to graduate, he was much more dangerous and brilliant, as though he was in a league of his own. There would always be a dagger hidden behind his bright and gentle smile. As one was attracted by the light, they had to be prepared to be stabbed at any time, otherwise they would end up feeling so miserable.

Sally Ding would be a great example.

Polly felt so lucky because of her wise decision today.

While they were on their way, Bruce asked her what she wanted to eat. And she simply told him to decide himself. It wasn't that she couldn't be bothered to think of something, but it was just that a poor student like her really didn't have any idea which hotel or restaurant those belonging to the upper class usually went to. The romantic restaurant next to A University was quite good, but there would be no point in bringing it up. After all, such a small and cheap place would make a successful man like Bruce lose face.

Without bothering to ask her any more questions, Bruce dialed a number and gave someone a call. Although she was sitting right next to him, she had no clue as to who it was or what they talked about, because she couldn't understand the language Bruce was speaking.

Twenty minutes later, the car pulled over in front of a restaurant, a famous one which was owned by an Italian family, La Delizia. On the signage, glittering English letters stood, especially dazzling under the grey and blue night.

Their table was by the widow. Through the bright glass, they had a perfect evening view of the city which was bustling with activity.

immediately walked over toward him and asked respectfully, "Mr.

simply nodded his

Polly's, which looked so surprised, Bruce beamed her a smile and said, "This restaurant is good. Trust me. I think you're going to like

yet, so how come he make the decision for her? Having said that, it was hardly surprising for a man of his stature to be acting

the matter regarding the video, but the words she had prepared earlier got stuck in her throat and wouldn't come

all the dishes were served on

seemingly perfect eyebrows, Bruce asked, "Aren't you hungry? You should eat first. Go ahead." Upon saying that, he grabbed a glass of orange juice but didn't take a sip. Instead, he took his time and leisurely stared

all of the dishes on the table, she asked, "Mr. Bruce, are there any other guests who will be joining

just the

bit too much?" From the looks of it, they had

eat, so I asked them to prepare their best dishes. That way, you can choose whichever you want, and next

preoccupied with other things, there was no way she could possibly feel interested in the delicious food in front of her. But

was all because of what the man

you eating? Isn't there anything you might want to try? If that's the case, then no worries. There are many restaurants in A City, so we can just look for something that you might like. It's alright. We have enough time in our hands. We can check all of it

hearing those words, she was forced to work extra hard on the food before them, trying

hour, and by the time they were done, it was already dark outside. So, Bruce decided to take her home.

that if she didn't bring it up this time,

up all of her courage, she told him before stepping out of the car, "Mr. He, about the video, can..." 'Can you please delete it?' She didn't say it out loud because she was hoping that a smart man like Bruce would be able to understand what

he said in a reassuring tone, "You don't have to worry about that. The video is