"Just one bowl of noodles? Anything else?"
Frost Moore ordered room service.
"No, that's all."
Lily Johnson quickly shook her head and looked at Frost Moore, saying, "Sir, may I know your surname? I don't have any money on me right now, but I'll definitely pay you back for the noodles tomorrow."
"It's nothing, don't worry about it."
Frost Moore heard the doorbell ring and went to speak with the floor manager.
Lily's almond-shaped eyes shone, and she walked up behind him, saying, "Sir, you're so kind. Can I treat you to a meal tomorrow?"
Frost Moore looked at her face, a hint of hesitation flickered in his eyes, but he still said, "No need, I'm leaving tomorrow."
He still planned to leave.
Lily was anxious, and she looked at him eagerly, saying, "Sir, I don't like owing people favors, please agree to let me treat you to a meal tomorrow."
The pleading light in her deep blue eyes shimmered, and Frost Moore looked at her, pausing briefly before nodding.
