"These dishes, I remember we used to like ordering them. See if there's anything missing, we'll add more," Lu Zishu said with a hint of flattery as he passed the menu to Xin Miao after ordering the dishes she used to like during their gatherings.
Xin Miao glanced down at the menu he had written and saw that it indeed contained all her favorite dishes, a flash of complexity passing through the depths of her eyes.
She looked up at him and smiled, "That's enough. It's just the two of us, we won't be able to finish it all."
Xin Miao was beautiful, inheriting the charm of Jiangnan from Mrs. Xin. Her speech naturally carried a soft, tender sweetness, and paired with this smile, it made Lu Zishu, who already had feelings for her, stare dumbfounded for a moment. He awkwardly scratched the back of his head, blushing and averting his eyes, not daring to look more, as he handed the menu to the waiter.
