The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Manoban's Pampered Wife Book 4

Chapter 606: Gift Flowers? (3)

Noticing the doubt in Solar eyes, Moonbyul calmly explained theorigins of the song to her.

When she heard his explanation, Solar could vaguely pick up the notes of a foreign tune. It was a little distant and ethereal.

"I didn't expect you to like this kind of music too. I thought you'd at least like that kind of passionate and bold music or even army songs. I remember you lost to a cadet back then, and you sang 'Legend', and earned quite a lot of applause."

Solar's memory was always very surprising. When Moonbyul said this, this information flashed in Solar's mind while her cold gaze continued to look probingly at him.

She thought that they would fight again this time, but unexpectedly, there was no gunpowder in the air.

"Legend? Genghis Khan?"

A light suddenly flashed in Moonbyul's eyes as a happy smile curved on his lips. "You have a pretty excellent memory. This was a figure that your Instructor Manoban always loved using as an encouraging figure, the pride of a generation, Genghis Khan."

"But the next generations have different praises and criticisms of him."

"There is no perfect person. If we can get a little inspiration from the journey of his life, that would be what you reap," Moonbyul said, and then suddenly sped up his driving.

After a while, the Land Rover that was bathed in blurry lights reached a high-class restaurant.

"Get down!"

Moonbyul got down from the car and tossed his keys to the valet while he walked straight up the stairs of the restaurant.

Doubtful, Solar was on-guard as she watched his back. She had no choice since that letter of guarantee that she signed was still with him, and she needed to get it back from him!

However, by the looks of it, this man seemed to have come over for dinner. She remembered the call he answered in the car, yet she thought something was odd. Before she could overthink, the valet had already gone to open her door, so she could only get down and follow him.

"You, right! Yes, you, come here!"

Moonbyul had walked up a few stairs when he suddenly stopped and waved to a middle-aged lady selling flowers from a car on the side. The lady quickly beamed and took two bouquets before walking over.

"Mister, would you like to buy some flowers?"

With a nod, Moonbyul looked at the bouquets in her arms, and then his gaze fell onto the blooming champagne roses. He reached out to fix the wrapping paper a little before saying, "This one... How much?"

"$299, Mister!"

Moonbyul swiftly paid for it and took the flowers from the lady. He looked down at them for a moment before suddenly passing it to Solar who reached him.

Solar was stunned. She looked at the unexpected bouquet and was amazed for quite a while. She then looked up at Moonbyul skeptically and said coldly, "What's this supposed to mean?"

"It's for you. Hold it."

Moonbyul stuffed the bouquet into her arms. "Help me out. Then, consider me owing you a favor."

He massaged the space between his brows feeling a little annoyed. Then, he slowly walked towards the restaurant, leaving the bewildered Solar behind.

Flowers?

Solar looked puzzledly at the bouquet. She could not understand what this guy was trying to do.

Help?

He did not even give her a chance to reject him.

Solar thought about it for a while and could not figure anything out. After some pondering, she held the bouquet and followed him uneasily. Her brows furrowed into a knot while her bright eyes were filled with an alarm and wariness.

The two of them walked only a few more steps when a waiter came up to them. "Mister, do you have a reservation?"

"Table 009."

"Okay, Mister and Miss. Please follow me this way."

The waiter quickly guided them in.

Solar just followed him from behind. At that moment, the restaurant was full. It was the kind of very classy Western restaurant with soothing and gentle sounds of a violin filling the entire restaurant. The gentle and warm light set the tone. It was clearly the kind of typical Western restaurant for couples.

"Bro Moonbyul! Bro Moonbyul! Right here! I'm right here!"

Just as Solar's sharp eyes were examining her surroundings, she suddenly heard a sweet voice filled with joy coming from the front. She subconsciously turned and looked toward the voice to see a very beautiful girl was waving at Moonbyul.

The girl looked quite young and was probably in her 20's. She had a fair, oval face, and seemed quite pretty. Her eyes lit up at the sight of Moonbyul.

Solar was about to turn to Moonbyul when she suddenly felt a weight on her shoulders unexpectedly. To her shock, she saw Moonbyul's strong arms circled around her shoulders and he pulled her towards him. Solar subconsciously wanted to struggle away, yet Moonbyul's deep voice softly entered her ear. "Cooperate with me and I'll consider my spiritual loss compensated. Then, I'll owe you one. How about that?"

"Why should I help you? Don't forget that the grudges between us aren't that simple!" Solar sneered in disdain. The bouquet that she held before her chest hid the disgust that surfaced on her expression.

"I'll apologize for all the things in the past. I'm sure you wouldn't ruin this for me, will you? The letter of guarantee is still with me. Don't you want it back?" Moonbyul reminded.

Solar paused and turned to stare at him for a long time. "Instructor Lee, are you begging me right now?"

When she said that, Moonbyul's expression shifted. The hand that laid idly by his side tightened before he sighed and then lowered his voice to say, "Yes, consider me begging you."

Solar lowered her gaze. Even though she did not answer, she did stop struggling.

Moonbyul smiled, and then pulled her over to greet the young woman.

"Bro Moonbyul, who is she?" Mary Hu studied Solar whom Moonbyul held as they walked over. Her face immediately sank and her tone instantly became cold as she glared Solar hostilely.

Moonbyul gently let go of Solar and pulled a chair open chivalrously.

"This is my date, Solar. Solar, this is Miss Mary Hu, but you can just call her Mary," introduced Moonbyul elegantly with a smile.

Solar shot Moonbyul a look. Seeing his calm expression all happy, she could not help but sneer on the inside, yet her beautiful face shone with a cooperative smile as she reached a hand out to Mary Hu. "Hi, Miss Mary. I'm Solar. It's very nice to meet you!"

Stunned, Mary Hu's gaze went back and forth between Moonbyul and Solar. In that instant, a raging fire was lit within her. She took her bag from the chair on the side and glared furiously at Moonbyul. Her expression was terrible. "Bro Moonbyul, what is the meaning of this? I'll find Grandfather Lee for an explanation!"