Xie Shan watched, wide-eyed, as Qiao An annihilated one substantial dish after another. He'd been shocked from the start, and he was still shocked now. Beyond being utterly dumbfounded, he didn't even know how to describe his current state of mind.
He originally thought Qiao An just had no money to eat, but now he finally had an epiphany: she just didn't have enough money to eat her fill!
With an appetite like that, eating her fill wouldn't be easy…
Only when Qiao An finally put down her chopsticks, elegantly took out a napkin to dab the corners of her mouth, and turned her small, incredibly grateful face to Xie Shan did he slowly close his own gaping mouth.
"This place is great! It's all-you-can-eat. I'll have to come here often."
The floor manager, who was hiding around the corner monitoring the situation and preparing to bring more food, felt his legs go weak. A wave of dizziness washed over him, and he helplessly raised a hand to press the point under his nose.
