She took a napkin and wiped her skirt, annoyance flickering in her eyes.
She had finally managed to have a meal with Black Jack and now, she had messed it up again.
"Black Jack, I'm sorry," she said, her tone laden with frustration.
Black Jack shook his head, "No matter."
"Black Jack, could you please have someone bring me a change of clothes?" she asked hesitantly.
Black Jack glanced dispassionately at her soiled skirt and gave a slight nod.
Upon receiving his approval, Lis felt joy bubbling beneath her chest.
"Thank you!"
Black Jack took out his phone and sent a message.
The entire conversation between the two unfolded before Jian Luo's eyes. He gripped his knife and fork tighter, finding the food in the restaurant suddenly unpalatable.
Bai Jue glanced at the interaction between Black Jack and Lis. Looking at Jian Luo's clenched knife and fork, he had a feeling that they're going to fly at him any second.
"Jian Luo, calm down."
