The dinner seemed a bit extravagant, featuring a two-kilo giant lobster, a succulent king crab, paired with seafood like abalone and oysters, nearly crowding the large dining table.
Tang Ying looked at the feast before her, and with a touch of amusement, she chided, "...Do we need this much food?"
Zhang Ziwen was tearing apart the massive claw of the king crab, smiling as he spoke, "It's not every day that I come here, so I might as well try the specialties. These are all recommended by the hotel's kitchen. Plus, I have quite the taste for seafood, so I say go big or go home. Don't worry about me not finishing it." Before he even finished speaking, he smoothly extracted the tender flesh from the claw and sucked it into his mouth. The taste was delightful; Zhang Ziwen smacked his lips contentedly, tempting Tang Ying's appetite.
