There were ripples in his eyes, and they revealed some sort of gentleness that seemed to say he could put up with her no matter what she did.
The light in his eyes and the smile at the corners of his lips were indescribably beautiful.
Grace suddenly realized that she was being silly. Even though she had ordered all the dishes on the menu, it was still nothing to Jason.
What was wrong with her? She was taking out her anger in such a silly way.
Frustrated, Grace dispiritedly handed the menu back to the waiter and said, "That's all."
"Is that all?" Jason said with a smile.
Grace bit her lip for a moment before saying, "That's all."
"Can you finish them? There are enough for seven or eight of you. Isn't it a little too much for you two?" the waiter said tactfully.
Jason lightly said, "That's all for now."
The waiter took the menu and left.
Jason looked at Grace and said, "If Sis thinks that's not enough, then you can order some more later."
His indulgent tone made her heart leap again.
"I was fooling around just now. I better change the order and get rid of some dishes." Grace hesitated and got up to find the waiter who helped them place the order.
However, Jason stopped Grace's hand abruptly and said, "There's no need for that. Why get rid of the dishes you like?"
"I don't want to waste food," Grace said.
Jason stared steadily at Grace. After a moment, he said, "All right, then we'll do as you say."
Jason called the waiter and canceled the ones the kitchen had not started on, leaving only three dishes and one soup.
When the dishes arrived, Jason offered to help Grace set the tableware.
Grace picked up her chopsticks and looked at the food on the table. She never thought that a day like this would come when she would bring him here again for dinner.
Suddenly, her stomach gave an untimely growl. It was only then did Grace notice that she was actually a little hungry.
With her head down, she began to eat.
Jason, on the other hand, only stared at Grace.
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