The Kingston Group, where the high-rise buildings at sunset give off a serene beauty. Most employees who haven’t clocked off are eating in the company cafeteria, which boasts a refined atmosphere and a variety of dishes. Rows of brand new booths, ubiquitous potted greenery, and blooming flowers. A marble floor that gleams, crystal chandeliers shining brightly... it resembles outside star-rated restaurants, except it’s not open to the public. Finn Morgan and Hailey Hale sit by the window having dinner, the golden sunset spills through, dappling their figures, softening their facial contours. "Where did they go?" Hailey Hale asks without curiosity, just casually. Finn Morgan, not intending to hide it from her, softly replies, "They went to Zulmar." "..." The girl glances at him, slightly startled, but says nothing. Finn Morgan gives one instruction, "Don’t let it slip out, this needs to be kept secret for now." "Mmhm." She understands, which means Finn Morgan still considers her a friend, even though Mia Lane didn’t tell her before leaving. Finn Morgan’s expression is gentle, the sunset shining on his handsome face, making him appear fair and delicate. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel•fire.net Hailey Hale shovels rice into her mouth; she didn’t eat much at noon and is really hungry now, somewhat heedless in her manners. Finn Morgan, as a man, conversely exhibits much more elegance. He chews carefully, swallows the food in his mouth, glances at her, and asks, "Haven’t you been sleeping well lately? Your dark circles are really pronounced." The girl with her mouth full of rice looks up, blinking her eyes, "It’s because I’ve been having the same dream repeatedly." Her speech is somewhat unclear. "What dream?" Finn Morgan asks, intrigued. "The same dream, for four nights in a row, can you believe that?" she asks, barely articulate. Finn Morgan is a bit curious now, "In such cases, it’s highly possible the dream might come true." Hailey Hale quickly swallows the rice, takes a nearby juice and drinks heavily, trying to swallow down, then earnestly looks at him, "I’ve been dreaming of having a wedding with you, would you believe it?" Finn Morgan quickly retracts his gaze, picks up the juice, sipping... "Hey, don’t disbelieve me, I’m not joking, it’s true." She starts reminiscing about that recurring dream, then begins to visualize, "A fresh lawn wedding, you said you had prepared it for a long time, even the balloons were printed with romantic vows." Finn Morgan lightly furrows his brow, yet finds it hard to interrupt, but he listens awkwardly. "Do you know? Our wedding didn’t play the wedding march, it played an original piece written by you. I realized for the first time how talented you are!" She eats while laughing and praising him. Finn Morgan’s expression is gentle, his soft short hair tinted with the glow of the sunset, his eyes dark and quiet. He sets down the juice cup, eating while listening, curious about how he appears in someone else’s dream. "You know what? You looked really handsome in the groom’s attire, do you know how much the custom bridal gown you ordered for me costs?" Hailey Hale’s eyes sparkled, "Over a million, I was stunned at the time, realizing oh, you really are wealthy, huh?" Three female employees who just finished eating pass by them, catching these phrases inadvertently. They can’t help but slow their steps, then hear Hailey Hale’s question, "Finn Morgan, have you ever thought of marrying me?" The three female employees are shocked! They look at each other, none daring to turn back, carrying this big secret out of the cafeteria! Someone whispers, "So, is Special Assistant Morgan going to have a flash wedding with Assistant Hale??" "Yes, I heard it too just now." A voice trembles in shock. "Oh my heavens!!" Someone simply can’t believe it.