Lin Xinlan didn't know what he had ordered, let alone how much.
It wasn't until all the dishes were served that she felt speechless.
A table full of dishes, not to mention two people couldn't finish it, even ten people couldn't.
"Rong Shaoze, why did you order so much? Can you even eat it all?" she asked incredulously.
The man sat beside her, leg crossed, leaning against the chair, his lips curling up in a disdainful smirk, "Didn't you want to have dinner? This should be enough for you, right? If it's not, we can order more!"
"When did I ever say I wanted to have dinner?" Lin Xinlan asked, puzzled.
"Just now, when you got into his car, wasn't it to go have dinner? Lin Xinlan, if you want to eat, you can just tell me. I can treat you to dinner every day. Why do you have to go eat with other men? Also, am I so poor that I starve you, or what, that you need to accept meals others offer you?!" Rong Shaoze said petulantly, looking a bit childish.
