She tightened her grasp on Luo Qinghe's hand, their fingers interlaced and palms together, her voice as sweet as ever, "I'm easygoing, you can have whatever you fancy. I… When I went before, I wasn't the one ordering, so I don't really know what's good and what's not."
"This is simple," Luo Qinghe's fingers gently pinched the back of Bai Wei's hand, which was soft to the touch—only someone who has never had to lift a finger their entire life would have such hands, "I'll order the food. Have them serve up their signature dishes, and then you and your parents can decide which ones to include in our engagement banquet."
It seems they really didn't concern themselves with small details, considering that their engagement was the day after tomorrow, but they had yet to decide on the dishes for the engagement banquet.
But, their delay could be attributed to the fact that they had an argument a few days before the engagement, and both were too proud to concede easily.