Chapter 27: A Date for Three

### Chapter 27: A Date for Three

**Beep Beep~**

In the afternoon, outside the IMG company building, a black Ford slowly pulled up next to the greenbelt.

Last time, Bündchen mentioned that the sports car had too little space for her long legs. Considering how tired she gets from walking the runway every day, Richard bought a new car, a Ford Explorer SUV, which is big and spacious.

"What are the plans for today?"

Bündchen opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

"First, we'll eat, then go to see a movie. How about 'Romeo and Juliet'? I saw it was showing when I got here, so I bought two tickets."

Richard fastened her seatbelt.

"Do you like watching such movies?"

Bündchen asked with a smile.

"Isn't it a love story?"

Richard shrugged.

"Alright, whatever you say."

Bündchen chuckled softly, and suddenly her phone rang. After a few words, she said, "Angela mentioned she's free this afternoon and wants to join us. Is that okay?"

"Um, sure."

Richard stopped the car. He wished he had driven faster; having an extra person wasn't very convenient.

"Angela, over here!"

Bündchen got out of the car and waved.

In the rearview mirror, Angela Lindvall approached in high heels, her figure impeccable.

"Richard got a new car?"

Angela examined the vehicle.

"Yes, I said the sports car was too cramped last time, so he switched to an SUV."

Bündchen laughed.

"Really? Don't be too happy. I've heard that men who change cars frequently are very fickle. Richard's car-changing rate is a bit dangerous."

Angela winked with a smile.

"No matter what car I drive, the person in the passenger seat won't change, and the person in my heart won't change either."

Richard said.

"Ha~ Quick response. You're definitely experienced."

Angela pointed at him.

"Stop joking. Get in!"

Bündchen laughed and pushed her into the car, then joined her in the back seat.

"Comfortable!"

Four long legs stretched out on the seat, bouncing slightly.

Richard felt a bit annoyed. What was supposed to be a romantic moment now felt like he was just a chauffeur.

"Richard, will my presence mess up your plans?"

Angela asked.

"No, we didn't have any fixed plans. Just eating, watching a movie, and chatting. If you have any good suggestions, let me know, and we'll include them."

Richard said, steering the car.

"I'm fine with whatever you guys want."

Angela stretched.

"Just eating and watching a movie is good. I've been practicing walking the runway all day and don't want to take another step."

Bündchen said, massaging her legs.

"Is walking the runway very tiring?"

"Yes, somewhat. But not as tiring as your boxing training. You've been so focused on training lately, you don't need to come and eat with me every day. It's tiring running back and forth."

Bündchen said.

"It doesn't matter. Seeing you every day is the best rest. Training is monotonous, but knowing I can see you in the afternoon makes it not boring at all. Paul often suspects I'm on stimulants."

"Haha, really?"

Bündchen smiled broadly, "I also think about you during my training."

"Ahem~"

"Angela, what's wrong?"

Bündchen asked softly.

"Nothing, you two continue, don't mind me."

Angela said, looking out the window.

"Alright, we'll stop talking about it."

Bündchen laughed, holding Angela's hand.

"Go on, teach me how to date too."

Angela laughed.

"Let's change the topic. Angela, I heard you can paint. Can you teach me?"

Richard asked, recalling her background.

"Why do you want to learn to paint?"

"Training every day makes my fingers stiff. Painting can relax the muscles, making my fingers flexible and sensitive. It's also a form of training."

"Really? I thought you wanted to use it to impress girls."

Angela winked with a smile.

Bündchen gave her a playful glare, teasing again.

"Of course not. I don't think there's anyone better or more perfect than Bündchen."

Richard said, looking at Bündchen with a smile.

"Ew~ that's too mushy."

Over ten minutes later, they arrived at their destination—Ammazza on Grant Street, a modern Italian restaurant.

The restaurant had a beautiful garden outside, rose-colored wooden tables and chairs, wrap-around windows, and flower arrangements on the tables, creating a warm and romantic atmosphere.

The restaurant was very popular, and reservations were needed three days in advance.

Richard initially planned a romantic dinner to advance his relationship with Bündchen, but with Angela here, everything needed to be rethought.

"Eating in such a romantic place, Richard, do you have a plan?"

Angela teased as they walked down the restaurant hallway.

"I did. I planned to ask Bündchen if I could kiss her when the atmosphere was perfect. It's not possible today, so I'll save this beautiful moment for next time. Is that okay?"

Richard asked, holding Bündchen's hand.

Bündchen lowered her head, laughing softly.

"You two haven't kissed yet?"

Angela asked in surprise.

"So what?"

Richard asked.

Angela shook her head, "Oh, you've been dating for over a month. I don't know what to say. I should leave. Ruining your first kiss feels like a crime."

"Don't be like that. We're already here."

Bündchen pulled her into the restaurant.

Richard took the opportunity to talk to the restaurant manager, asking to replace the roses with lilies symbolizing lasting friendship. He'd save the gift for when they were alone.

"Richard, sorry for ruining your plan, but I'll make it up to you."

Angela said quietly at the table.

"Make it up?"

"Yes, you wanted to kiss Bündchen, right? With my help, you'll get your wish."

"No need. I can manage myself."

"Don't be shy, we're all friends!"

Angela winked, then sat up straight.

Richard shook his head. Good things come to those who wait. I'm in no rush.

Ding-ding-dong, ding-ding-dong~

Elegant violin music began.

Dinner started.

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**(End of Chapter)**