Summer Ford raised her glass and clinked it in the air with him, then sent the wine into her mouth.
Ethan Laurent watched her with an inscrutable expression; the hint of a smile at his lips seemed to deepen.
"I want this!" Neither of them had eaten dinner, so Summer Ford placed her glass down and pointed at the king crab on the table with her fork.
"Let me help you!" Ethan Laurent walked around the table to sit beside her, moved the plate in front of him, and started preparing it for her.
"Do you have a purpose today? Coming all the way here and not planning to go back!" Summer Ford watched his actions, raised her wine glass, and took a small sip of the wine from before.
Ethan Laurent transferred the prepared food to her plate, his voice indifferent, "Isn't this home too? Why does it matter where we go?"
"Is that so?" Summer Ford thought privately that it was the same no matter where she went, so why come all the way to this place specifically?
