At eight-thirty in the evening, the restaurant indeed had a program-a small band came to perform.
The soft singing echoed in the restaurant, making everyone feel relaxed.
Many diners invited their companions to dance gracefully in the open space in the center of the restaurant.
Deanna watched and felt it was beautiful.
At that moment, a slender hand reached out in front of her.
She looked up instinctively and saw that Lance had stood up from his seat and walked to the table.
"I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to dance with me, Miss."
"Of course."
Deanna smiled and extended her hand.
Lance gently pulled her into his arms and led her to the dance floor.
Deanna had a background in dancing, and with Lance intentionally guiding her, they moved in perfect harmony.
Looking around, they were undoubtedly the most stunning pair on the dance floor.
Gradually, others stopped dancing and watched them with admiration.
As the song reached its end, Deanna and Lance finally stopped.
At that moment, applause and words of praise filled the room.
"What a perfect couple."
"Indeed, for a moment I thought I was seeing a scene from a movie."
"Watching them reminds me of our younger days."
Hearing these voices, Deanna realized that only she and Lance were left on the dance floor. Everyone else stood around, smiling kindly at them.
Though a bit shy, Deanna returned their kindness with a smile.
Just then, a loud noise erupted in the sky, followed by colorful fireworks that lit up the night beautifully.
Deanna and everyone present were captivated by the display.
A few minutes later, as the fireworks ended, everyone turned their attention back to each other.
Deanna looked at Lance and couldn't help but ask, "Did you arrange for the band and fireworks tonight?"
She asked because Lance had often prepared such surprises for her before.
Lance knew she misunderstood but didn't admit it.
"This time it wasn't me. It's a feature of this restaurant. Every Wednesday, they invite different bands to perform and set off fireworks. It's a famous dating spot."
As they spoke, the manager approached with a tray.
He smiled at Deanna and Lance and said, "Mr. Mercer, Mrs. Mercer, these are some photos we captured earlier."
He handed over the tray.
Deanna was surprised.
She hadn't expected such thoughtful service from the restaurant, capturing their moments on camera.
Curious, she glanced at the photos and found them to be of high quality, instantly liking them.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome, Mrs. Mercer."
The manager then tactfully left them alone.
Later that evening, after finishing their meal, Lance took Deanna out of the restaurant.
Seeing Deanna in a good mood, Lance smiled and said, "The business conference starts in two days. I plan to take you around for sightseeing. There are several historical buildings nearby. We can visit them and also pick up some gifts for Gregory, Chloe, and Grandma."
"Sure, but do you have time? Don't you need to prepare for something?"
Deanna looked at him with concern.
She wanted to have fun but didn't want Lance to be too tired.
Lance understood her concern and hugged her tightly. "Don't worry. Everything is arranged. We don't need to think about anything for the next two days. Just enjoy ourselves."
Hearing this, Deanna agreed to Lance's plan.
...
The next morning, they first visited a nearby attraction-a two-hundred-year-old church.
"It's said that this place inspired a revolution. Though it's controversial due to insufficient records, it remains a popular spot for couples."
Lance introduced the cultural background of the site to Deanna.
Indeed, many couples were taking photos there, some even in wedding attire.
After looking around curiously, Deanna turned to Lance with some doubt.
"How do you know so much about this place?"
"I asked Xavier to prepare a travel guide for me."
Lance answered honestly.
Hearing this, Deanna was no longer curious about how Lance knew so much.
Hand in hand, they strolled through the historic streets filled with ancient charm.
Unbeknownst to them, their every move was being photographed and uploaded online.
Meanwhile, in the main city in the east, within a grand mansion spanning two football fields-a blend of ancient and modern architecture-a stunning blonde with brown eyes sat coldly on a sun chair, flipping through photos on her phone.
If Deanna were there, she would recognize that these photos documented her and Lance's activities since they checked into the hotel last night.