Just when Chef Zhan was struck by Yuan Zhou's elaborate Roast Goose and couldn't think rationally a few minutes earlier, a most vehement quarrel arose between Wu Zhou and Zhuang Xinmu.
"Tell me why you said that in those circumstances." Zhuang Xinmu was usually a beautiful and mild girl, but she was also terrifying when she was stone-faced.
"I told you. If he can't rank the first in the world, he isn't the first. Is there any problem with it?" With his brows knitted tight, Wu Zhou felt quite puzzled.
"You can just tell me after we get out of that restaurant. Why did you say that and make others so embarrassed? They have been very considerate not to drive us out." Zhuang Xinmu couldn't understand her boyfriend.
"Why can't we say that there? I just wanted to tell him about that to his face. Why are you arguing with me?" Looking at Zhuang Xinmu, Wu Zhou didn't understand what was going on.
