Lucas Walker looked at her sparkling smile and his face softened even more, "Actually, I can not only speak the Ebonmere dialect, but also Cantonese, Minnan dialect..."
Ivana Bennett was utterly bewildered. If he said he could speak French, German, or even Arabic, she wouldn't be surprised.
But, why on earth was Lucas Walker learning so many Chinese dialects? It was just too strange.
"Why?" questioned Ivana curiously.
"That question... I can't answer you right now." Lucas Walker picked up the chopsticks on the table, "Aren't you hungry?"
"Eating Chinese food isn't suitable at a big table like this, I can't reach the dishes I love!" Ivana stood up, picked up her chopsticks and juice, and sat in a chair next to him. The butler busily moved all her cutlery and the plate to where she was sitting.
Ivana picked up the bottle of Maotai liquor from the table and poured Lucas a large cup, "We Chinese people are accustomed to taking a shot before meals, let's have one too?"
