You're Ready To Get Married, Bee

A bland smile etched on Luci's lips. "How can a man with excess wealth and without professional cooking competence be able to serve such delicious food?" Luci praised Evan's cooking that she was currently eating.

She then took a deep breath. "He's been trying too hard. Life would be so unfair if Mr. Evan didn't get the girl he liked." Luci dropped the spoon in her hand because she had just remembered something. "Ouch, I forgot to ask what are the characteristics of a girl that Mr. Evan likes."

 Luci stopped her speech and then went to his room. "Last night he confiscated my cell phone right? And I forgot to take it because I was in a rush to the TV room," Luci muttered to herself. At the end of the search, she couldn't find her cell phone in every corner of her room. "Could it be that Mr. Evan accidentally took my cell phone?" worried Lucy.