Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk

Chapter 521: Flower Buds in the Glass Conservatory

Business compartment.

Through the front mirror, Lily saw the man’s white waistcoat and black coat, perfectly fitted and stylish. She immediately recognized it was a certain French men’s brand.

The clothes gave Finnian Lawrence a certain charm and elegance.

The three chatted sporadically; being in a foreign land, it was rare to see typical East Asian faces, which unconsciously drew them closer together.

The vehicle passed by a glass house, and Lily looked at it a few times. She excitedly asked her companions to look too, "Nora, it’s an old grandma selling flowers!"

"Germany has many kinds of flowers. If we have the chance, I can take you to a bigger glass greenhouse, also personally cultivated by an elderly person." A voice came from the front seat.

"Sure!"

The gloom over Lily’s head completely vanished at that moment.

The car maneuvered through a bustling crowd when Finnian started discussing philosophical ideas with Nora Northwood.

This time, Lily found herself unable to join the conversation.

She secretly bit her tongue, thinking: If only I hadn’t skipped so many of those old man’s philosophy classes back in school!

The vehicle stopped in front of a restaurant, where a waiter stood at the entrance, palms gracefully opened, making a "please" gesture, "Welcome to Zur."

It’s said that this restaurant has nearly four hundred years of history in Germany and was Napoleon’s favorite. The hall was filled with historically themed decorations. Guests dined not indoors but under a centuries-old tree.

Lily had been desperately trying to lose weight lately, with her figure manager repeatedly emphasizing the need to cut sugar.

So when ordering, she only asked for a vegetarian salad, even the dressing was out of the question.

Finnian said, "Their pork knuckle is the signature dish."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lily uncontrollably swallowed, muttering to herself, "I’ve been tormented by my demanding client for a week; having a serving of pork knuckle shouldn’t be excessive, right?"

"It’s not excessive." Nora gave her a firm answer.

The restaurant served food at a relatively slow pace; when the pork knuckle was finally brought out, the rich aroma was overwhelming, and they were already famished.

Lily repeatedly reminded herself: Pay attention to your image, pay attention to your image.

Opposite Finnian Lawrence, who was still calmly holding his fork, his almond eyes showing a faint tiredness, but he could still gracefully handle this dinner, not wasting a single juicy pork knuckle!

Casual conversation inevitably touched upon matters of love and romance.

Nora asked the sole male present, "Finnian, I always see you alone; aren’t you considering getting a girlfriend?"

In the past, she wouldn’t touch these transgressing topics. Times have changed, she still has a single good girl friend sitting beside her.

As expected, once those words were out, Lily slowed down the pace of eating her pork knuckle.

She perked her ears up, wishing she could tuck the strands of hair blocking her ear lobes backwards.

Truth be told, she was quite curious about which kind of girl could capture the heart of such an ethereal gentleman like Finnian Lawrence!

Also curious if he had any admirers around him.

Finnian didn’t understand how the conversation had shifted to him. Through the lingering white mist, he honestly responded, "For now, my focus is on work; marriage may depend on my family’s arrangements."

Lily got the wrong idea and bluntly asked, "Does someone as outstanding as you also have to be controlled by arranged matchmaking?"

Nora couldn’t help but hold her forehead; she used her fork to stab a few lettuce leaves, trying to block her friend’s mouth.