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Chapter 1392

    Chapter 1392


    "Can''t you take a joke?" Serena snapped, her irritation barely concealed.


    Martin reined in his grin, finding her annoyance oddly endearing, "Sorry, my photography skills need


    some work.


    I''ll do better next time."


    "Just make sure you do! And you better start learning how to take pictures like other boyfriends do for


    their girlfriends!"


    Martin was oblivious to theint; instead, hetched onto the words "boyfriend" and “girlfriend”.


    So, in Serena''s mind, she already considered him her boyfriend, right? And by default, she saw herself


    as his girlfriend.


    With that thought, a sweet smile crept back onto Martin''s face.


    They had left toote, and by the time they got to the riverbank, all the private boats were gone.


    Other people had booked their boat tickets weeks in advance. Serena was taken aback to learn that a


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    single boat''s pricing varied depending on whether you were at the bow, midship, or stern.


    “What about sharing a boat with others?" Martin asked the attendant.


    “None left either, unless someone is willing to sell their spots to you. Not just private boats, there aren''t


    even individual seats avable."


    Martin hadn''t anticipated the dinner cruise being such a hit. He nced at Serena, unwilling to let her


    down, he haggled with other tourists and finally managed to purchase two high-priced tickets at the


    bow of the boat.


    Serena, however, was less than thrilled. Squeezing onto a boat with so many others was beneath her,


    especially surrounded by ordinary couples, influencers, and families with kids.


    For someone of her standing to share space with others, she felt it was a blow to her dignity.


    “I''m sorry you''re upset, Martin said, not fully aware of the local customs. Fortunately, the dinner was


    high-quality enough not to give Serena any real cause forint.


    With the noisy atmosphere around her, Serena felt irritable, but then Martin snapped a photo of her,


    skillfully capturing just her, the dinner, and the view without any intruders.


    “Is this better?" Martin tried to lift her spirits.


    “Much better,’ Serena admitted, scrolling through seven or eight pictures, finally starting to cheer up.


    But her good mood didn''tst long. She noticed a beautiful ss boat gliding by, its lighting and


    decorations far superior to their own.


    "I wonder who that guy is over there, being able to rent out an entire boat like that."


    “He must be loaded, look at all those flowers. What are they called? I''ve seen them somewhere


    before."


    “Are they marigolds?"


    "In this chilly weather, they must''ve been shipped in from elsewhere, right? Maybe that girl on the boat


    loves them and he arranged it all for her."


    "Oh my gosh, that''s so romantic:


    Serena''s face fell at the mention of “marigolds.” But when the neighboring boat passed close by, she


    was shocked to see Romeo feeding Arabe dinner on that boat!


    His smile was full of adoration, treating Arabe as if she were the apple of his eye.


    Arabe returned his smile, her gaze filled with him alone.


    “That guy''s really handsome and young! He looks like he''s in his twenties!"


    “And the girl is gorgeous too! Aren''t they the couple who had the private event at the top of the


    skyscraper?"


    "Yeah, that''s them! That guy really spares no expense for his girl!"


    "They''re so cute together."


    Some of the passengers on the boat couldn''t help but tease, “Marry him! Marry him! Marry him!"


    Through the ss, Arabe could vaguely hear their chants. Marry him?


    What was happening?


    With a smile, Romeo looked at Arabe, "Will you marry me?"
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