After leaving the café, he bought a bunch of flowers and drove to the Palm Beach Films music company building.
About ten minutes later, he saw Ivanka in a light blue dress and high heels, walking out of the company entrance with a seductive posture.
He honked the horn and started the car, stopping by the roadside.
When Ivanka saw him, the corners of her sexy lips curved up slightly. She grabbed her bag, opened the car door, and seeing the tulips on the passenger seat, she couldn't help but laugh, covering her lips with her hand while her sexy chest contours heaved with the laughter.
"What are you laughing at?"
"It's nothing, just didn't expect you to know how to create romance. It feels quite amusing,"
Ivanka said, holding the bouquet.
"I've always understood romance; it's just that I've been too busy with work to demonstrate it. You shouldn't see me as some rough guy who understands nothing."
Link shrugged his shoulders and started the car.