"Wait!" Lainey noticed that something was wrong.
She picked up her spoon, spooned some soup, and put it into her mouth.
"It's so salty!" She quickly took a swig of water.
"Aisy, Roman is too much." She slammed her spoon angrily.
"Don't eat it." Ainsley could not help but giggle.
Everything went normally after that. Throughout the meal, Roman wore a formulaic smile on his face. On the way back, there was an indescribable sadness and disappointment in Lainey's eyes.
"See? I told you. He doesn't like me."
Ainsley comforted, "Don't worry. Maybe he's not ready, or maybe he's too shocked."
Lainey returned home absent-mindedly. After washing up, she thought about it for a long time before lying in bed and thinking about what happened at the club that day.
She glanced at her phone and found that it was already eleven o'clock. She closed her eyes and wanted to sleep, yet her phone rang.