1861 With This Wedding, I'll Always Be Walking Toward You

Lu Heting's eyes darkened, but he didn't comment.

Su Bei smiled and asked, "Are you hungry? Why don't I accompany you to dinner?"

"Okay." Lu Heting relaxed a little.

Su Bei pulled him back into the restaurant. She picked up the menu and said, "I'll order, then. My husband likes light-tasting food. I want asparagus and fresh shrimp, tomato brisket…"

"No, I want to eat what you and Feng Cheng just ate."

Su Bei smiled. "Okay, okay. Then I'll order the same dishes."

Fortunately, she had conveniently put the bill she had just paid for in her bag. Otherwise, she wouldn't even remember what she had ordered.

How was Lu Heting here to eat? He was obviously jealous.

Due to this jealousy, Su Bei picked up her chopsticks and ate a little of every dish. Otherwise, she was afraid that she would not be able to appease his anger.