Franklin looked at the soup dumplings on the table and thought about his breakfast before he left.
Ben winked at Franklin. He remembered Ben's instructions to him.
"Whatever Miss Torres wants, just give in to her."
Franklin silently swallowed. Alright, isn't it just eating?
He picked up his chopsticks and picked up a soup dumpling under Lauren's expectant gaze. He put it into his mouth.
This small steamed bun had a thin skin and a lot of meat. It was very juicy, and it was indeed delicious.
However, no matter how delicious the food was, he could not eat more when he was very full.
After stuffing four small steamed buns into his mouth, Franklin put down his chopsticks.
After swallowing the last mouthful with difficulty, Franklin pointed at the remaining small steamed bun on the table and then at Ben.
"Ben, you've been driving diligently. You should eat more."
