The food that was being placed on the table had a wide variety of everything the restaurant had to offer.
Han Qingshan was unaware of what kind of dishes Jiang Yingyue preferred, and thus he just ordered a little bit of everything.
Jiang Yingyue looked at all the dishes with wide opened eyes, and she could almost not believe that he had ordered so much. There was no way that they would be able to finish it all, was it not a waste?
When Jiang Yingyue cooked, she would make something small and delicious, just enough for all to get their fill. Yet here everything was lavish, even the food looked like it was glistening in the light of the room.
Just looking at the dishes made Jiang Yingyue feel like salivating, she could not wait to dig in, and she even forgot about her new phone. All she could think about was the food on the plates in front of her.
