Richard brought Elizabeth to a very romantic restaurant to eat. The atmosphere here was good. It was a place for couples, so most of the people who came to eat were young men and women who were in love.

Richard and Elizabeth walked all the way here wearing a mask. They originally wanted to avoid the gazes of others, but some people still recognized them.

"Are you Elizabeth Jones?" A man recognized Elizabeth, and then he exclaimed in ecstasy, "Elizabeth Jones, I really like you. You are really pretty."

Elizabeth never thought that the other party would actually be her fan, causing her to be slightly moved. She had always met people who scolded her, but she never thought that there would be someone who liked her.

"Thank you, thank you!" Elizabeth nervously smiled and nodded at him.

"Can you give me an autograph? Oh, right, let me show you my painting!" The other party suddenly thought of something and took out a hand-drawn painting from one of his information kits.

"It's about you. Your eyes are so beautiful that no matter how I paint it, I'm not satisfied with it. I didn't expect to meet you here. What a fate!"

Elizabeth looked at the painting that she had been handed over. With just a glance, she discovered that there were even a few that looked like her.

"Thank you for supporting me so much!" Elizabeth quickly took the pen that the other party handed to her. She wanted to sign it, but when she thought about her poor handwriting, she felt embarrassed again: "My signature was scolded today. I'm too embarrassed to sign it for you."

The other party was taken aback.

Elizabeth took the painting he gifted, and anxiously said with her head lowered: "Thank you for the painting. If there's a chance next time, I will sign it."

At this moment, the handsome face of Richard, who had been neglected by everyone, was covered by dark clouds under the black mask.

Indeed, it was as he had wished. Once this woman became famous, the men who liked her would come in groups.

The other party even drew a portrait of her and praised her beautiful eyes.


What made Richard even more angry was that when the woman held the drawing, she actually opened her mouth wide in delight.

When they entered the room, Eliza was still looking down at the painting. She naturally did not notice that he was already in a mood.

Seeing that the man beside her had not made a sound, she asked him dumbly: "Richard, do you think the portrait is like me?"

"No!" Richard said coldly.

"Why? But I feel that it's very similar. And I think I'm not as beautiful as his painting." Elizabeth said with a face full of shame.

"You seem very happy." Someone slowly took off his mask, revealing an extremely handsome face. He was young, yet his features were deeper than ever, and after experiencing a period of emotional setback, Richard had become more and more imposing, his entire temperament changed, no longer resembling that of an idol.

Elizabeth nodded her head, "That's right. I'm really very happy. I never thought that there would actually be someone who would like me."

"Those who like you are all men. The goal of men is nothing but to make love with you. Can you still be happy?" Richard just couldn't stand seeing her smile. If her smile wasn't because of him, he wouldn't be able to resist the urge to strangle her.

It was originally a very good mood, but after hearing his words, Elizabeth's beautiful face also became unsettled.

She glared at him with some anger, folded the painting in half and put it in her bag. "Can you not say that?"

"Didn't you say you liked me? I don't believe you've ever dreamed of dating me." Richard's lazy tone also sounded cold and uncomfortable.

Elizabeth instantly became mute.

Alright, she couldn't deny that she had indeed thought about those unrealistic things.

"So, don't be happy too early!" Richard shorted.

Elizabeth lapsed into a melancholy.

She took a cup of water and drank it slowly, unable to smile anymore.

Richard called for the waiter, and the waiter was very surprised and excited to see them.

However, they still understood the rules of their profession and didn't dare to reveal their privacy as guests.

After Richard ordered, he realized that the lady beside him was in a daze. He immediately extended his hand and rubbed her long hair: "What are you daydreaming for?"

Elizabeth Jones bit her lips: "Nothing."

"Did what I just said hit you?" Richard suddenly thought about it, and felt that his words were too extreme, and truly made people unhappy.

Elizabeth looked at him in a daze: "What you said makes sense, but I am not hurt either. I am liked by others, shouldn't I be happy?"

"I'm not happy!" Richard's face immediately darkened: "You're my woman!"

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