"Mr. Shen, would you like to have a meal?"
In the quiet moment, the male flight attendant standing by the side suddenly spoke again. Upon hearing this, the awkward look on Mi Jing's face instantly disappeared. Looking at the young and handsome flight attendant, Mi Jing's eyes sparkled like stars in the night sky, not only shining brightly but also filled with excitement.
"No." Shen Lingxing answered expressionlessly while looking down at the newspaper.
"Would you like something to drink or wine?" The flight attendant asked again.
"What do you want to drink?" Shen Lingxing didn't immediately answer but turned his face to look at Mi Jing.
"Orange juice." Mi Jing had already thought it through and didn't even need a second to consider. She said with a smile.
"One glass of wine and one orange juice," Shen Lingxing said. "Also, please prepare some food for my wife."
"Would you prefer steak, dessert, or Chinese cuisine?"
