Stan hesitated for a moment before he couldn't help but ask Betty, "Is the manager okay in the head?"
Betty nodded blankly, the manager looked exceptionally well, it was just that the expression on his face was a bit peculiar, one could easily mistake Chen Ze for someone who had won the lottery.
Stan looked at the parfait in front of him with complicated feelings. How should he put it? Chen Ze's parfait was essentially different from the others.
If the parfaits before were just that, a single serving, at most with some Oreos to create a black-and-white look, topped with some fruits, like strawberries, like cherries and such.
Although sometimes, Chen Ze would also add some inexplicable items, like durian.
But overall, they were still very normal parfaits. Any ordinary person could tell at a glance that this was a parfait, not some odd or weird object.
