After Lu Xia left that evening, Smelian glanced at the sullen-faced Cecil.
Feeling his gaze, Smelian met his eyes.
"What are you looking at me for?"
Smelian said, "What's the point of being angry here? If you've got the guts, go after her."
"All you do is talk. Why don't you go? Hmph!"
With that, Smelian turned and went back into the house, not looking too happy himself.
The old butler, watching this childish spat from the side, thought to himself, 'No matter how mature a male acts, he's still fundamentally childish.'
Lu Xia arrived at the appointed restaurant. The moment she entered, a waiter came up to her and said respectfully, "Good evening, Your Grace. Do you have a reservation?"
"I do."
Hearing this, the waiter quickly said, "This way, please."
