At that moment, Roman suddenly thought of the mythical siren of the sea, bewitching sailors out at sea with their inhuman singing voice and causing the ships to crash into rocks and sink.
In his eyes, this fair-skinned and gentle eastern girl was basically a siren!
Except, in place of a heavenly singing voice was the sinfully delectable cuisine she made!
So what, it's just a few egg tarts. The desserts from France were the number one ranking in the world!
He had to maintain his composure!
Xiang Qi felt as if he'd been struck by lightning.
'Aside from the biscuits, my sister made egg tarts as well?!'
'And it wasn't just for me?!'
He watched as she handed them out to the boys of Sea7, one per person, and gave Shi Sui two portions. She even politely asked his assistant if he wanted to try it.
Roman's thoughts: 'I won't eat it! I won't eat it even if I die!'
