smooth talker

Yue Ling remained glued to her chair as she watched Lu Tian approach their table. She couldn't help but struggle a gulp. It was like the man was the grim reaper and each step he took made her entire figure shrink smaller and smaller.

Just when he took the final step and was standing behind the gap between her and Madam Lu, she (Yue Ling) returned to her senses. She force a smile and chuckles sarcastically.

"Tian, we just arrived and haven't ordered our food yet."

Hearing her words, Lu Tian almost stumbled in his own standing. The space between his brows crease into three tight lines and he looks at the table that only had 4 menus and 4 glasses of water.

It was already past 7pm. He thought that by now, they were already done with dinner and were planning to leave home.

As he thought this, his lip slightly purse with displeased written on his face. How dare his mother, aunt, and cousin invite his wife out and not feed her dinner on time.