The waitstaff were all young, just in their early twenties, the perfect age for falling in love. Naturally, they were all captivated by Kylin.
He was the perfect Prince Charming—cool, elegant, and oozing sophistication. Most importantly, his looks easily surpassed those of any popular young celebrity. Even though they knew they couldn't get close to someone like him, admiring him wasn't a crime. They'd probably be dreaming about him for the next month.
Their eyes were shining, fixed on the couple without blinking. One quick-witted girl even pulled out her phone to snap a photo.
Finch elegantly rolled his eyes. His daddy's charm was truly off the charts.
He secretly looked at his mommy's expression, only to find that she did not react at all. If she could tolerate his dad attracting a
