Victor had become accustomed to rejecting numerous girls in the past, and by now, it should have been a breeze for him. He had even rehearsed what he would say to Xiaxia to ensure he didn't hurt her feelings too much.
However, in this moment, all of his prepared words seemed to evaporate, leaving his mind blank and his thoughts scattered.
Victor struggled to calm his nerves, forcing a smile. "Order anything you want. My treat."
"Thanks," Xiaxia replied, her voice slightly shaky as she buried her face in the menu, attempting to compose herself.
She could feel herself trembling slightly, overwhelmed by the situation. It looked like Victor was uncomfortable, and this only solidified her belief that he would definitely confess to her.
"Uhm . . ." Victor cleared his throat, adjusting the collar of his turtleneck. Why did it suddenly become too hot and suffocating?