Song Qingchun waited until Su Zhinian hung up the phone, and when he did, she pushed the menu back to him, adding, "Mr. Su, it was me who invited you to dinner, so you should be the one ordering."
Su Zhinian studied Song Qingchun for a while. He did not reject the offer. He called the waiter and flipped the menu open to study it slowly.
Song Qingchun might have looked calm on the surface and acted like she did not mind what Su Zhinian ordered, but her gaze had been following the menu in Su Zhinian's hands.
She was so caught up in this that she did not realize that, under the table, her leg had brushed up against his feet.
Through the contact, Su Zhinian managed to read her thoughts. He is not going to order lobster, is he? Even though I do wish for a lobster, it's so expensive… Good, good, he's flipping over to the next page…