Tonight was the time for fine dining and wine—and Han Jing did choose a good restaurant, or else forever be called a cheapskate by the rest of the people he brought with him. To some extent, he still did care about what they thought of him, no matter how ridiculous that was. But that wasn't the problem.
He failed to account for one thing, when he looked at Odele across from him.
She was still wearing the swim suit he got her.
It was a little difficult to check the menu in his hands when he knew that everyone in the restaurant was giving them looks. They were still close enough to the beach to not make it too disturbing, but was Odele freezing in here? This place was air-conditioned. Did he bring a fish into the freezer?!
"Someone's head was clearly focused on one thing alone." Jilanya scoffed and picked up the glass of red wine that the waiter had poured earlier for her. The Demon Lord took a careful sip and then returned it back on the table. "Not bad."
