"What brand of perfume smells so good?"
As he spoke, Oliver Nelson slowly stood up straight.
Sophia Jackson moved her arms to see if the skirt fit and if it would restrict movement, surprised by Oliver's question, she suddenly smiled mischievously, "Want to try it?"
Oliver: "This is ladies' perfume."
Sophia put on a serious face: "Men can also use it. Maybe if you spray it, it will attract other women's attention. They'll ask you for the brand, and you can pick up girls like that."
Oliver looked at her: "Do you think I need to pick up girls?"
"It seems... not necessary." She laughed.
With Oliver's qualifications and charm, women were always flocking to him. He never had to waste time on them because there was no need.
However, Oliver himself never really liked these women.
In truth, he didn't really like anyone.
His indulgence towards Sophia was grounded in the fact that she was his fiancée. His sense of responsibility reminded him that he had to protect her.
