While grumbling inwardly, Zhang Te quickly scanned the menu only to find that the dishes he liked most were exactly the ones Xia Wan'an had ordered. With a sigh, he resigned himself to being Lackey No. 3 and told the waiter: "+2."
The moment the words left his lips, Han Jingnian, seated across him, slightly furrowed his brows, glancing at him with an icy look.
Zhang Te felt an inexplicable chill down his spine before he understood Han Jingnian's message. Hurriedly, he turned to the waiter and said, "I was joking. I'll have a rice noodle roll, a hot and sour glass noodle soup, a stuffed tofu bun, and a coke…"
Han's desire for control was clearly too strong. It was such a simple thing as ordering food yet he only allowed the womenfolk to follow Mrs Han's orders, never the men...No, not quite right. When it came to Mrs Han, Han was so petty that he rejected anything male. When he had agreed to get a cat earlier, the very first condition was: a female.
