Sweet Love Reborn: Mu Ye Chasing His Wife Crematorium

Chapter 20 A Scary Meal

In the luxurious revolving restaurant, the blurred halo and melodious violin accompaniment set off the romantic atmosphere just right.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the entire Qin City can be seen in all directions.

Luo Wanning has no intention of admiring the beautiful scenery outside the window and feeling the romance of the restaurant.

The chef personally went to the table to order food for the two distinguished guests, and introduced his special dishes in unskilled Mandarin.

Mu Shihan gracefully closed the menu in his hand, and tapped lightly on the table with his slender fingers.

"Hungarian cheese, Parmesan cheese soufflé, truffled foie gras, Boston lobster, Wellington steak, Burgundy snails, fresh cod with potatoes, black truffle puff pastry soup, butter-fried roe deer steak"

The chef was a little dumbfounded, almost none of these dishes were on the menu.

The old man with blue eyes and white beard came from France. He didn't know the distinguished guest in front of him. In addition to the guest's performance, he secretly suspected that this person was here to find fault.

When Mu Shihan finished ordering the last dessert "Dark Brick Chocolate", the smile on the old man's face gradually froze, and then he jumped out a few words in French.

The waiters next to him turned pale with fright. The chef didn't recognize this master, but they knew it very well.

They are definitely not someone they can afford to offend someone who can book out the Xiqin Mountain Iron Tower restaurant.

Mu Shihan smiled a little, and said a few words to him in French as well.

Hearing the sound, the old man's tense expression relaxed, and then he cast some probing gazes at the girl beside him.

Luo Wanning didn't understand French, so she just nodded awkwardly at him.

If Mu Shihan's meal was a fault in the chef's eyes, then the more faulty ones were yet to come.

"Mu Shihan, I don't want to eat western food!"

For Luo Wanning, although she temporarily let go of her feelings for this man, her heart still throbs, and she really can't bear to have this sad farewell meal with him in such a romantic atmosphere.

"Huh? Then what do you want to eat? Japanese food? Chinese food? The chef here can cook anything!"

"Hot pot!" Luo Wanning replied without thinking.

She didn't believe that such a high-end western restaurant could conjure up a spicy hot pot for her!

"Nine palaces." She then added.

The air fell silent for a long time
After a while, the chef was summoned again.

When Mu Shihan communicated with him in French, the latter's face changed like a revolving lantern.

The old man with white beard turned and left, Luo Wanning also picked up her bag and stood up from her seat.

"Sit, what are you doing?"

"What? Can this make me a hot pot?"

Mu Shihan raised his eyebrows proudly, "Why not?"

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Two waitresses came over and took away all the cutlery on the table, and then brought up a gas boiler.

When Luo Wanning's face was full of horror, ingredients such as seafood, meat and vegetables in exquisite European-style dinner plates were placed on the table one after another.
Immediately afterwards, the smell of aroma diffused in the restaurant was replaced by the smell of red oil pan bottom.

The chef with a white beard staggered over with a large pot in his hands, then put the pot on the stove, cast a look at Luo Wanning with an unfriendly expression, and threw down two words in a fit of anger——

"Slow use!"

Luo Wanning felt the murderous look in the opponent's eyes, her eyebrows twitched, and she thought to herself: You can't blame me for this!

The chef turned his head and said something in French to Mu Shihan. The corner of the latter's lips curled up slightly, and his eyes fell on the opposite side with deep meaning.

"What are you talking about with the old man?" Luo Wanning couldn't help asking after the old man left.

"It's nothing, he praised you for being creative, but he can't do Jiugongge, so you will just do it."

As Mu Shihan answered, he directly threw a Boston lobster into the red oil pan.

Looking at the lobster, Luo Wanning gasped, with a heartbroken expression on her face.

If I knew this was the result, what kind of hot pot would she eat?

Eating expensive food in the most down-to-earth way in the most upscale restaurant, this break-up meal is bound to leave an unforgettable impression on her.

(End of this chapter)