"That's not for you to eat; it's for the prisoners," He Wenyu pouted and put down the menu.
Jimo Cheng smiled, called the waiter over, and relayed what everyone had ordered to the waiter, who noted them down and then began serving the dishes.
"Amazing," He Wenyu exclaimed with delight at the sight of the pufferfish meat in front of her, her eyes squinting in pleasure.
Luo Qianqian, on the other hand, only took a couple of bites of each dish before she stopped eating, and Jimo Cheng did the same. He had tasted all the dishes and was already eight-tenths full. The others only ate a few dishes before they started gorging on their favorites, resulting in many dishes barely touched by the time everyone was full.
Jimo Cheng watched Luo Qianqian squinting her eyes, enjoying the little cakes, with an expression of softness on his face.
