"Even if you're smart, you can't see through your thoughts, like right now," she didn't understand why he showed her this acquisition plan.
Ethan was about to say something when he heard someone knocking on the door. "Go open the door."
Isabella was about to refuse when she heard him speak again, "There's something you like to eat."
Hearing that there was something she liked to eat, Isabella stepped forward to open the door. She watched as the waiter pushed the delicious-smelling dishes and wine into the room. Her appetite was definitely piqued.
Ethan glanced at the waiter, who then bowed slightly and left. Isabella pointed to the spread of food. "Mr. Ethan, is this a feast?"
"If it were, would you still eat?"
Isabella picked up her chopsticks casually and sat down. "Of course, I'll eat. Food is paramount, as they say. As for what happens after we finish eating, we'll see when we're done."
