"Mobius, I'll let you rephrase that."
Richard felt sorry for Mobius as he saw Pearl about to explode.
"Pea, I didn't mean it that way…" Mobius smiled awkwardly, fearing Pearl might slap him.
Pearl took a deep breath. "Is it really that nasty?"
Mobius couldn't lie, so he tried to soften the blow. "Not really, but there's room for improvement…"
That still meant it wasn't good.
Pearl felt a little disappointed. But when she remembered Richard's compliment, she felt reassured. He probably said that to boost her confidence. Despite his cold exterior, he was always kind.
"It's nice. Don't listen to him." Seeing his girlfriend pout, Richard couldn't bear to just stand by. He glared at Mobius and said, "Mobius meant it's good, and he'll finish it."
Mobius was almost in tears. He didn't say that, but his brother was shooting daggers at him. So, he nodded vigorously, like a chicken pecking at the ground. "Yes, don't worry, Pea. I'll finish it."
Pearl nodded with satisfaction, while Mobius sat at the dining table and diligently finished the meal, feeling a mix of emotions.
After some time, Pearl began to feel sleepy, so she yawned and prepared to head to bed. She got up and went to her room, leaving Richard behind.
Pearl nodded. "Can you go somewhere with me?"
Mobius was surprised. "Where?"
"You'll find out when we get there. Just dress up a bit." Pearl knew he might decline if she revealed their destination, so she chose to keep it a secret.
Mobius frowned. "Are you taking me on a blind date? No thanks."
He had no intention of getting married, so he had no interest in going on a blind date.
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