How About You Being His Boyfriend?

As the temperature abruptly dropped, pedestrians on the street adorned themselves in coats.

The once vibrant atmosphere of summer waned from the entire street, replaced by a sense of autumn melancholy.

Jerome's enthusiasm, however, remained undiminished by the decrease in temperature.

Instead, it burned even brighter as he employed an overwhelming pursuit strategy in the face of Vivian.

Carl, holding the exquisite cuisine delivered by a private chef for Jerome, deeply inhaled the aroma, revealing a facial expression of happiness and envy.

"Vivian, my dear, just yield to him. If I had such a high-quality pursuer, I would have accepted long ago."

"If you like him, be with him," Vivian remarked coolly, taking off her reading glasses.

"Take the food outside; if I don't eat it, throw it away for me."

Dylen, nearby, cast a glance at Vivian.

His eyes lowered slightly, and he opened his mouth as if to ask something.