But this smile, reflected in Yun Mo's eyes, was still one-of-a-kind.
He just watched her in silence - watched her scoop up ice cream from her bowl, savouring every mouthful, and then suddenly lifting her head to give him a radiant smile.
Until she finished a bowl of Häagen-Dazs loaded with Hawaiian mixed nuts, not a speck left.
At the corners of her mouth, some chocolate stuck. It wasn't too dirty, but it made her fair face look a little disheveled.
He didn't mind, he simply pulled a tissue from the table and gently wiped it off for her.
"When will you eat more gracefully?"
"Foodies can't be graceful."
"..."
"I'll give birth to a daughter for you. Then you can personally teach her social etiquette and make her a well-bred young lady. How does that sound?"
"..."
"Let her be well-behaved, sensible, and obedient."
"..."
"They say a daughter resembles her father. So, if our daughter is just like you, she'd be extremely graceful."
