"Great!" Thomas's eyes were filled with little stars.
There was a restaurant downstairs that served home-style dishes, and Thomas loved their egg drop soup and tofu stewed meat. However, since their family was not well-off before, Emma rarely took him there.
Emma looked at Andrew and said, "Andrew, let's go. It's my treat."
The meaning was simple; she didn't want to go to Andrew's house anymore and didn't want...to give him any false hope.
Andrew naturally knew, but seeing Thomas's excited look, he couldn't help but smile, and said, "No, let me treat."
"Andrew, this is Thomas's first meal after leaving the hospital. Let me do it."
