The two started eating while talking about other random things. From some vacation plans that he already booked for them to the meeting that he was planning outside of the country for his plans in the upcoming election.
"You should stop looking at their booth," Mo Li said.
She looked at him and smiled. "Would you believe me if I tell you that I wanted to talk to my father?" she said without even thinking about it. She paused and wondered why her mouth seemed to say something before she could process all her thoughts. Most importantly, why was she explaining to him? She immediately cleared her throat and went back to her food. Mo Li responded with a light chuckle.