Rachel Bailey looked up at him, and when she saw the mischief in his eyes, she knew he was lying. She didn't call him out, still giggling, "So I'd be picking up your leftovers? But you can't eat that much by yourself, so don't order so much next time, okay? It's not like it's free. Even if you have a high salary, you're still just an employee. It's not easy to earn money. Next time, just order two dishes and a soup. That way, if you don't finish everything, it won't be such a waste."
"If you don't want to pick up my leftovers, you can come with me next time." Hansen Ruiz was laying a trap, just waiting for Rachel Bailey to walk into it. Ordering a lot of food was a habit of his; after all, didn't the Ruiz Family always have a vast array of dishes spread across the table at every meal? With so much money earned, aside from investing in real estate and buying luxury cars, enjoying good food was naturally part of it.
