"Do you have any private booths?" Evelyn looked at a waiter in an exquisite uniform and asked in a calm tone.
The waiter stood straight, with a professional smile on his face, and replied respectfully, "I'm terribly sorry, dear lady. All the private booths have been reserved in advance."
"That's okay. Then we'll eat outside," Tony thought to himself, secretly relieved that there were no booths available. It would be safer outside anyway.
"Alright, then we'll dine outside," Evelyn replied gracefully without changing her expression. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Tony's relieved look and the corner of her mouth lifted slightly imperceptibly. She thought to herself, "You'll get what's coming to you later."
After they took their seats at the beautifully decorated dining table, the waiter nimbly replaced the candles for them with two new ones that gave off a faint fragrance. The flickering candlelight added a somewhat ambiguous atmosphere to the surroundings.
Evelyn gently rubbed the edge of the menu with her fingers, looked at Tony affectionately, and asked softly, "Darling, what would you like to have?"
Tony frowned and said coldly, "Whatever. I don't have much of an appetite when eating with you. And don't call me 'darling'."
[What on earth is this woman up to? Didn't she say we were here to talk business? I'm not here to flirt with her.]
"Oh, in that case, let's have a couple's set meal then," Evelyn said with a meaningful smile on her lips and handed the menu to the waiter.
Immediately after that, she shook her foot gently and her high heel slipped off quietly.
Her slender and beautiful feet wrapped in black silk stockings accidentally kicked Tony's calf.
Tony immediately became alert and glared at her, asking, "What are you doing?"
[Damn it! This woman is outrageous. How can she do this in public!]
"My feet are itchy," Evelyn pretended to complain, but there was a hint of mischief in her eyes.
"If your feet are itchy, don't rub them against me. Don't you know how unhygienic that is?" Tony said with a look of disgust, complaining as he couldn't help but glance at her feet for a few more seconds.
[Oh my god. Why is she wearing black stockings? It's so hard to resist. But I definitely won't be charmed, unless it's a succubus wearing black stockings.]
"Oh, I was just joking. I've been walking around in high heels all day and I'm so tired. Just give my feet a rub for me," Evelyn said in a coquettish tone, her eyes full of expectation.
"Nice try," Tony snorted coldly. "Didn't you say you wanted to talk business? Hurry up and talk about it. I still have to go back to the company to handle affairs."
"I'm too tired to talk about it now. If you rub my feet for me, I might get some energy," Evelyn simply played coy and put her feet on Tony's lap.
Her legs had beautiful lines, were fair and elastic, and had just the right amount of fleshiness that would make professional models envy her.
Set off by the black silk stockings, they looked even more mysterious and alluring.
[This woman is going too far. This is clearly not talking business but deliberately flirting with me. I should have known better than to come here. This place is too dangerous.]
"I'll call a waiter to rub your feet for you," Tony pretended to be calm and reached out to move her leg away.
The moment his hand touched Evelyn's leg, Evelyn trembled all over as if she had been struck by an electric current.
This reaction made Tony's hand shake as well.
"Why are you touching my feet? You're so naughty," Evelyn said with a blush on her cheeks, biting her lip and pretending to be shy.
Tony was instantly speechless and had a dark look on his face.
[How can she shift the blame? It was clearly her doing. Now it seems like I'm the hooligan. No, I can't be so passive anymore.]
"Are you sure you want me to rub your legs?" Tony took a deep breath and tried to imitate Yegor's charming and somewhat evil look. Unfortunately, the upward curve of the corner of his mouth was completely off.
"Come on, don't be shy," Evelyn had a sly look in her eyes and thought to herself with a silent laugh, Let's see how long you can keep up this act.
Tony gritted his teeth and reached out to gently pinch Evelyn's leg.
Even through the silk stockings, he could still feel the delicate and smooth texture.
[Her skin is so well maintained. This woman is really good at seducing people.]
Evelyn trembled from time to time, lowered her head, and had a shy blush on her face, remaining silent.
Seeing her reaction, Tony felt a bit smug.
[Humph, you wanted to tease me. Now you're the one who's embarrassed.]
However, ten minutes passed and Evelyn still maintained that shy look and didn't say a word.
Tony started to panic and wondered to himself.
[What's wrong with this woman? Why isn't she reacting at all? Am I not being bold enough?]
Just when Tony was full of doubts and didn't know what to do, the waiter came over with the dishes.
"Dear guests, this is the couple's set meal you ordered. Please enjoy," the waiter said with a smile as he placed the dishes on the table one by one and then skillfully opened a bottle of red wine.
"Thank you so much. Here's your tip," Tony, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, quickly put down Evelyn's foot and took out a thick stack of banknotes from his wallet and handed them to the waiter.
"Thank you, Young Master Tang. You're so generous," the waiter took the money and thanked him repeatedly.
Tony stood up and said to Evelyn, "I'm going to the washroom. You start eating first."
"Okay, come back quickly," Evelyn raised her head, her eyes full of laughter. Watching Tony's fleeing figure, she almost burst out laughing.
[This woman is so cunning. I've been tricked by her. I won't be so careless next time.]
Tony swore to himself as he walked towards the washroom.
When Tony came back, Evelyn had already thoughtfully poured red wine for him and cut the steak into small, bite-sized pieces.
"Eat up. You must be starving after a busy day," Evelyn said softly, sounding just like a gentle and considerate girlfriend.
"Thank you," Tony replied casually. He was indeed hungry and started eating quietly.
While eating, Evelyn didn't continue to tease Tony but focused on the food on her plate.
For a while, it was quiet around them, with only the occasional sound of knives and forks clinking.
The candlelight flickered gently, casting a soft light on Evelyn's face and outlining her delicate features.
Suddenly, she stopped what she was doing and looked at Tony with a dreamy look in her eyes, as if lost in thought.