Summer Lowell placed her handbag behind her, thanked the waiter who poured her water, and then replied to Justin Huxley, "I do have that plan, but I've gotten busy again, so I don't have time to go for now."
"No rush, take your time. I'm happy to be your chauffeur, always at your service."
Justin Huxley took the menu from the waiter's hand and handed it to Summer Lowell, "Pick a few dishes you like."
"Oh, that's so embarrassing. I said I'd treat you to dinner." Summer Lowell took the menu, "In the end, you're the one spending money."
"Is there really a need for us to be so particular with each other?"
Justin Huxley gave Summer Lowell a meaningful glance, "I still remember when we used to dine together abroad, the dishes you picked always suited my taste. No other girl has matched that till now."
