He Deserved A Better Me

This spacious and bright western restaurant had a French style. Instead of playing on the stereo, the dining music is played live by a small band. There was a steady stream of diners, but no noise at all. Elizabeth Liang rarely came to such a high-end place for dinner, so she didn't have many ideas about what to order, especially when she saw that the menu was in French, she was daunted. She was afraid that James would laugh at her again for being a hillbilly who knew nothing. In the end, she had bitten the bullet and pointed at two random things. James looked up from the menu and looked at what she ordered. He frowned and said, "I ask you to order something to eat. Why do you order two bottles of red wine?" "Er..." For a moment, Elizabeth's face turned crimson. She secretly glanced up at James. When she saw that he didn't look at her with disdain, she was a little relieved. She was trying to say something to ease her embarrassment at the moment, but James on the other side had already