His Beloved Mate novel Chapter 74

It was rare for Dylan to smile. He noticed that the light in the kitchen was a little dark. And when Cassie saw him coming down, she stood up unconsciously. She said awkwardly, "I... I know you are not used to the dark environment, so I just asked Carter to turn the light down a little."

Dylan's eyes fell on the candlesticks on the table. White long and thin candles were swaying the candlelight, and fresh white roses were inserted in the vase. The light was dim, making the atmosphere a little romantic.

Dylan smiled and said in a gentle voice, "Well, sit down."

With a giggle, Cassie sat down and cleared her throat. "Well, it's my first time to fry steak, so there might be something wrong with the temperature control. If you don't like it, you can have a taste of the stewed beef with red wine."

Dylan nodded. The candlelight swayed quietly, and the dim yellow candlelight outlined her delicate features. He tried to cut the steak and frowned.

It was really... It was overcooked.

Cassie looked at him nervously and asked, "What's wrong? Is it bad?"

After taking a sip, he said slowly, "It doesn't matter. It's your first time to cook it like this. It's not bad."

Confused, Cassie tasted the steak on her plate. As soon as she ate it, she spit it out. "My God! For the first time I found that I didn't have the talent to cook western food."

"It's good that you know it." Dylan said with a smile.

Curling her lips, Cassie muttered, "Then why are you still eating so happily?"

Dylan said, "I don't know who said that I would only hurt her before. But now I think it's too false to praise you for doing a good job. Then tell me, what should I do? Eh?"

Cassie shut up awkwardly. She pointed at stewed beef with red wine. "Well, Belle said that you like it the most. Why don't you try it now? Although the steak is not very good, this stewed beef with red wine is absolutely no problem!"

Seeing the nervous look on her face, Dylan smiled and took a sip of the stewed beef with red wine.

Cassie looked at him nervously and asked, "How is it going?"

With a cold face, Dylan put down the spoon and said, "Try it yourself."

Out of curiosity, Cassie picked up the spoon and smacked it, "No problem."

As soon as she finished speaking, Dylan sneered, "Don't you have confidence in your own cooking?"

Cassie said, "You lied to me!"

Dylan smiled, "I didn't say it tasted bad. You thought too much."

He ate up stewed beef with red wine and said slowly, "It seems that you'd better not come to the kitchen in the future. It's a shameful waste."

After dinner, Cassie went upstairs angrily.

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Downstairs of Swan Holiday Inn

Simon opened the door of car. And Cassie got off it with Dylan. On both sides of the entrance of the hotel, many fans began to raise LED light boards and scream out the name of their favorite idol.

The bodyguards squeezed a way around them. Cassie greeted her fans with a smile. She thought it seemed that the capitalist had done a good marketing this time. It was just an audition, and there were so many fans waiting at the door.

"Did you invest a lot of money this time?"

The door of the special elevator opened. Seeing that she was in a daze, Dylan looked at her up and down and asked, "Is it important?"

Cassie replied, "Of course it's important! These days, I specially learned that the production budget given by the investor determines a lot of things!"

For example, the arrangement of the scene and the arrangement of the path. Although these were small details, the details determined the success or failure.

Simon smiled and answered, "Mr. Dylan invested one hundred million in 100 Days of Sweet Love."