"Old Madam." Cindy Clarke saw the Old Madam, with a surprised look on her face.
A few moments ago, when the guests in the front row gave way, she had already caught sight of them.
"Cindy!" Morgan Zhekova was at the back and enthusiastically greeted Cindy Clarke.
Adrian Zhekova laughed, "We managed to get tickets too. We came to try some."
Just one glance from Adrian Zhekova, and Cindy Clarke's face felt feverish and extremely hot.
Even though it was already hot near the grill, Cindy Clarke knew this was different.
"Old Madam, which one would you like to try?" Cindy Clarke asked.
"Do you have any recommendations?" Old Madam couldn't take her eyes off of them. "I want to eat all of them."
