Chapter 19 Is He the Devil?

Rose hurried to the semi-open kitchen and saw Bright standing by the kitchen counter with oil stains on
his snow-white shirt.

His ink hair was slightly messy, but it added a wild laziness. His rolled-up cuffs showed strong arms
and his healthy complexion was full of masculinity. Even though the scene was in a mess, he was still
charismatic like before.

“I wanted to make breakfast for you...but it didn’t seem to go well.” Bright shrugged lightly, his face
calm.

Made breakfast for her?

Rose was holding back her anger. When she heard him say that, she was like a deflated balloon and
couldn’t even say one word of reproach.

Moreover, he was born with everything he needed and didn’t need to handle anything himself. He had
people who managed his basic necessities of life.

Did she save the universe in her last life? She could actually make the deity Bright cook!

Just for that, she let him off.

“Mr. Lee, thank you for your intentions.” Rose sincerely thanked him. “But based on the situation now,
there’s no way for us to have breakfast. Why don’t we eat out? I know a very delicious old restaurant.
I’ll take you there to try what they have?”

“Okay.” Bright was no longer polite.

“Then you can sort things out first.” Rose raised her wrist and looked at the time, frowning. They were
tight on time. “I’ll tidy up here.”



Bright washed his hands, and returned to the guest bedroom and changed into a clean set of clothes.

The dark blue suit, slender figure, and long straight legs could always attract everyone’s attention at
first glance.

When Bright was ready, Rose picked up her bag to left.

Rose was about to take a taxi. When she went out of the unit door and saw Bill getting off the driver's
seat. She gave up on the idea.

After getting in the car, she told Bill the address, and the latter drove to Happy Folk Dim Sum based on
the GPS.

Although Happy Folk Dim Sum was a small store, it was an old store with more than 50 years of
history. Its business went on quite well.

“I'm going to line up to buy breakfast.” Rose pushed the door and got out of the car, but Bright held her
arm. “No, let’s go to a different one.”

The line to buy breakfast was that long, when would it ever be her turn.

“It would be a waste if you came to City Y but didn’t have Happy Folk Dim Sum.” Rose thought that
Bright, who was in a high position, looked down on this somewhat shabby old restaurant. “The food is
really delicious. You won’t forget it once you have it.”

Rose strongly recommended with smile in her eyes as if there were talking stars.

“Wait here.” Rose lightly broke away from his palm. She pushed the door open and got out of the car.

Bright sat in the car and watched her walk into the restaurant. Then he took out his phone and looked
at Bill for a while and spoke. “Change the ticket to tomorrow.”



“Tomorrow? The arrangement over there for the night...” Bill was shocked, thinking that their original
plan would need to be changed.

“Cancel it.” Bright pushed the door and got out after speaking.

He stepped into the old restaurant; his dignified manner incompatible with the old restaurant.

“Why are you here?” Rose saw him at a glance.

“I'll line up. You can go and sit by the side.” Bright looked down slightly, and his gaze stopped on the
five-inch black high heels on her feet.

Besides, she was still in her menstrual period. As a man of demeanor, he really couldn't bear it.

“It’ll be my turn soon. You can just go and see if there are empty seats,” said Rose.

“Follow my words.” Bright took her wrist and pulled her out of the line while he stood in her spot. “You
go find a seat and sit down.”

Rose looked at him worriedly. He never experienced queuing since he was a child, right?

Could he do it?

“Little girl, see how much your boyfriend loves you.” An aunt smiled and spoke from behind.

“It would be great if my daughter could be blessed like you.” Another also intervened. “Hehe...he is not
my boyfriend.” Rose raised her hand and quickly denied it.

This misunderstanding was really getting bigger. People would think Bright was her boyfriend wherever
she went.

If the husband heard that, who knew what kind of warning he would ask Mr. Faulkner to send.



“Not boyfriend? Then I’m going to introduce my daughter to him.” The aunts were surprised at first and
then overjoyed.

“It's husband.” After Bright corrected, the joy in the aunts' eyes dimmed and they were disappointed
while reminding Rose to cherish her husband.

Rose bit her lip and stared at him. Just when she was about to correct him, he blew hot air in her ears,
a little ambiguous and flirtatious. “Be obedient and get over there.”

His voice was hoarse and teasing that no woman could resist.

Rose didn't know if she was caught in his spell or if she became an idiot, but she actually obediently
went to find a place.

After a while, Bright brought over the breakfast he had bought.

He took a tissue and wiped the table and stool in front of him twice before sitting down.

“This place is indeed not suitable for you.” Seeing his mysophobia, Rose felt that she should not have
brought him here to suffer.

“Life is full of trials.” Bright put the corn porridge in front of her.

Rose picked up the spoon and took two sips of the porridge. She picked up a steamed dumpling with
meat and placed it in the small dish in front of Bright.

“It is tasty. Try it.” Then she picked one and ate it herself.

The man pursed his lips and smiled, then picked it up and took a bite. Good-looking people were even
elegant when they ate.

Rose felt that God was partial towards Bright. She could not help taking a couple more glances at him.



His eyes fell on the corner of her mouth, which was stained with a little bit of soup.

With a slight smile, he stretched out his hand and wiped her clean with his thumb. The temperature of
his fingertips made Rose blush like fire.

“Why do you like blushing so much?” He joked.

“No.” She denied it, and continued to eat her food. “Are you going to eat or not. I'm almost late.”

After breakfast, Rose also brought a portion for Bill, which made him extremely moved. “Thank you,
Miss Linder.”

Bill continued to drive and dropped Rose off at the entrance of YM Group.

“Thank you.” Rose bent down after getting off the car and waved goodbye to Bright, who sat in the car.

Bright looked at Rose with smile in her eyes and on her lips dazzling like a flower.

The spring sun shone on her side face, making her skin crystal clear, beautiful and moving.

“No problem.” Bright’s eyes were as clear as the evening sky.

After that, he pushed the door and got out of the car, stretched out his hand to adjust his clothes, and
took a step. “Let's go.”

Rose licked the corner of her dry lips. “And... Mr. Lee, please don't bother with sending me up. I’ll be
fine by myself.”

Bright turned around and frowned slightly with a funny expression. “Who said I wanted to send you
up?”

“…”



Huh? Then it was she who assumed too much!

Rose bit her lip and squeezed her bare hand into a fist. She was really ashamed!

“I suddenly remembered something important to discuss with CEO Dong.”

This was his explanation?

She refused it!

Bright placed both hands in his pockets and took long strides. “You will be late in three minutes.”

“Bright, are you the devil?”


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