The food in this restaurant was served quickly; the two had just sat down and waited for only a short while before the waiter had everything ready.
Zhang Xiaoman looked at the knife and fork in his hand, recalled the theoretical method of using them, and then started cutting the steak on his plate.
Although he was not accustomed to using this type of cutlery, when in Rome, do as the Romans do; there was no need to fret over it.
However, Lin Sisi on the other hand, because of her blindness and also being unaccustomed to the knife and fork, found it very challenging to eat.
In the end, Zhang Xiaoman simply cut the steak for her first and then handed her the plate.
Being fed like this made the young girl blush, her limbs stiff as she bowed her head, looking very shy.
"Tha, thank you..."
The girl's voice was so faint and mosquito-like, Zhang Xiaoman almost didn't hear it.
