"What are you talking about? Haven't I had spicy shrimp before? Do you need to tell me what it tastes like?" Mu Jinxi's voice unexpectedly rose.
Qin Yin was surprised at Jinxi's sudden outburst and quickly tried to calm her down, "Jinxi, what's wrong? Please sit down first. If you don't like the taste, we won't eat it, okay? Let's have something else."
Mu Jinxi shot the restaurant manager a glare, didn't say anything further, and took a seat.
Qin Yin quickly offered her some other dishes. Mu Jinxi tasted it and, although it still seemed tasteless, this time she didn't say anything.
The restaurant manager was so scared that he started sweating profusely. He had only started at this job recently, and surely didn't want to be demoted - the clients at this table seemed rather wealthy or influential.
Especially the one seated on the right side. He seemed familiar, and it took him a while to clock on - it was actually Nan Sichen.
