"Diana flipped through the menu with excitement, pointing at various dishes. 'I want this, this, and this...'"
After making their selections, John closed the menu and handed it to the nearby waiter.
Jenny furrowed her brows.
Charlotte was also present, so why didn't John ask her what she wanted to eat?
But in front of John's icy expression, the words on the tip of her tongue were swallowed back down.
At that moment, John's phone rang.
As he looked at the flashing name on the screen, a shadow passed through his eyes.
"I'll step outside for a moment."
John picked up his phone, ruffled Diana's hair with his hand, and then walked out.
As soon as he left, the oppressive coldness in the private room instantly dissipated.
Jenny glanced at Diana and couldn't help muttering under her brea
