Chi Huan propped her chin, eyes unwavering as she watched him. Seeing that he only ordered a few items he usually ate, she handed the menu to the waiter.
"Sir, will this be all?"
The man then lifted his gaze, giving her a fleeting look, "Order."
Now that he was willing to speak to her, she naturally wouldn't let this opportunity slip by. She played cute and said, "You order for me. After all, you're clearer about what I like to eat than I am."
The man casually remarked, "Hmm, I know what you like to eat, you don't even know what I look like."
Chi Huan, "..."
She looked at him. "Are you preparing to be truly angry with me?"
Over such a matter, she had already apologized; did it really merit his continued concern?
Mo Shiqian silently stared at her with a cold gaze, not uttering a word.
The waiter on the side, feeling somewhat embarrassed, politely chimed in, "Miss, what would you like to order?"
Chi Huan glanced at the menu, "I won't order; let him do it."
