Andre was very unfamiliar with women's stuff, nor did he pay much attention to it.

"Are you done with your makeup?" He asked.

The moment he saw Mia, he knew exactly what she had been up to in the bathroom.

Despite his cluelessness about such things, his eyes weren't just for show. He could see that Mia's hair had been styled and her lip color had changed. Mia sat down next to him, "Honey, does this makeup suit me?"

Andre always kept his cool and was not one to lavish praise on his subordinates. His highest form of approval was a simple "Not bad."

But Mia was not one of his subordinates, and his "Not bad" had a different connotation for her.

"Don't you like it? I'll go take it off and redo it."

"You look beautiful, really beautiful." Andre grabbed Mia's hand to stop her from running off.

"If you touch up your makeup again, these flowers will pale in comparison."

Mia glanced at the vibrant flowers on the table, then thought about what Andre had said.

She laughed, "I find that older men are more sincere in complimenting their wives than young ones."

Mr. Cedillo felt at a loss after being teased about his age.

Mia sat across from Andre, holding a bunch of flowers, posing for him to take a picture.

When a man took a picture, any action would do, so don't expect the photo to be clear.

When the blurry image was sent out, Mars asked in the group chat, "Mr. Cedillo, who is this in the photo?"

"It's Mia and the flowers she gave me." Mr. Cedillo replied.

Conner chipped in, "Get a new phone; the clarity of the photo is horrendous. If you're short on cash, I can help you out."

The other two friends also agreed with Conner and Mars.

After a girl took a photo, it needed filters, retouching, beautifying, and editing before it could be shared.

Mia, being a young girl, had high expectations for her photos.

the photo you took is good. I'll

sent it;

Mia

look at their chat history, but all she saw was

"Honey, where's the photo?"

one I just

for Andre

nodded

this beautiful?" Mia asked back; she couldn't

awkwardly, "I think

couldn't help but laugh when

it came to taking photos, even an eight-year-old could

skills were a waste of

looked at the manager next to her, "Can you take photos? If another blurry photo is

the sky, Mrs. Cedillo, feel free to order whatever you

Andre across from her, his eyes avoiding hers, and she somewhat angrily handed the phone to the restaurant

how Mr. Cedillo looks in the photo. It's fine, even if he looks a

hear the dissatisfaction

their interaction that Andre was very

Andre, could you sit behind

was pouting. Her expression was like she had just eaten a

sat on the side of Mia as the manager instructed. His long arm

shoot, Mia temporarily put away her

her head towards Andre, smiling

her wedding

photos to Mia after taking them, "Mrs. Cedillo, take a

them and found each one to be very

Andre, "Resend a

under her watchful eyes, Andre sent a clear photo

as expected

the important part; this is a group photo. Have we had a group photo with Andre in our twenty years

face; she's really pretty. Mr. Cedillo, you've really snagged yourself a young and

finished ordering. She asked the manager to prepare

like Mars. He's

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