Ran Yu: "..."
Someone, come and cut this person's tongue off to serve as appetizers for her drink!
Picking up the pork intestines and putting them in her mouth, Ran Yu gnashed her teeth.
"How's the taste?" Lu Ziheng asked.
Ran Yu glared at him, "Too salty!"
Lu Ziheng raised an eyebrow, then picked up a piece of chili-oil pig ear and placed it in her bowl.
As soon as Ran Yu picked it up and put it in her mouth, he immediately asked again, "What about this dish?"
Ran Yu shook her head, "Too dry!"
Next, Lu Ziheng fed her boiled beef in hot sauce, spicy stir-fried kidney, dry pot duck heads...
Anyway, none got any good remarks.
Finally full, Ran Yu was patting her stomach, holding a kiwi juice and drinking it, when suddenly, someone knocked at the door of the private room.
"Young Master Lu, good day." A person dressed in a suit, looking like a manager, entered bowing and nodding, "What do you think of these dishes, Young Master Lu?"
