Before Yu Jinwen could go out, Nan Song walked in. Fu Yu immediately complained, "Songsong, he said you are a big old bitch!"

Yu Jinwen: "..."

Is this guy a primary school student?

Nan Song walked in with an unmoving expression, "Oh, not your mother."

...

Nan Song sat down, and Fu Yu poured her a cup of tea diligently, with a smile on his face, "The dishes are finished so quickly?"

"Yeah." Nan Song said calmly, "Just wait and eat."

Just as Fu Yu was pondering the meaning of these words, the door to the private room was pushed open, and the dining cart came in first, followed by a tall, thin and handsome man in chef's uniform, pushing the dining cart in.

The moment they saw Si Zhe, Fu Yu and Yu Jinwen narrowed their eyes at the same time.

- Coyotito is here again.

Si Zhe said in a shallow voice, "Sister, are you bringing all the dishes?"

"Well, bring them all up."

The waiter helped Si Zhe bring all the dishes from the dining car to the round table. Si Zhe nodded very politely to Yu Jinwen and Fu Yu, "Uncles, eat slowly."

Yu Jinwen looked calm, but Fu Yu quit, "Kid, who do you call uncle?"

Si Zhe is very tall, and Fu Yu is not short either, but now that he is standing or sitting, he immediately feels like he is being occupied, high, close to, or below him.

What’s even more annoying is yet to come——

Si Zhe blinked innocently with his deer eyes and looked at Fu Yu, "How about calling me uncle?"

"..."

Fu Yu: Your uncle!

He rolled up his sleeves and wanted to give this kid a good beating to show him what the adult world is like, but before he could stand up, Nan Song spoke coldly, "If you want to fight, go out and fight, don't be an eyesore in front of me.

"

Fu Yu sat down as soon as he lifted his buttocks.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and eating is the biggest thing.

As for the ignorant children, you can teach them a lesson anytime.

When the food was on the table, Fu Yu was so greedy that he couldn't wait to pick up the tableware and eager to try it, "Friends, you're welcome."

When have you ever been polite?

Yu Jinwen and Nan Song ignored him and slowly opened the tableware and started eating.

Fu Yu ate a piece of fish, tasted it, picked up another piece of fish meat, and chewed it carefully.

He turned his head and glanced at Nan Song, as if in disbelief. He picked up another lion's head with chopsticks and ate a small piece. He looked up at Nan Song and said firmly, "Today's dish was not made by you."

Yu Jinwen then raised his head and ate silently without speaking.

Nan Song's expression was very calm, "What's wrong?"

Fu Yu's expression was sad, as if he had been deceived, "Didn't you promise to treat us to dinner?"

That soft and delicate tone was like a child who didn't get any candy.

Yu Jinwen was a little disgusted and frowned in disgust, "Can you speak properly?"

Nan Song glanced at Fu Yu, "I only said I would treat you to dinner, but I didn't say I would cook the food myself."

"..."

Fu·Foodie·Yu was not satisfied and leaned back on the chair. He was so angry that he wanted to kick his legs. With the last glimmer of hope, he asked, "Then is this dish made by Master Ding?"

"Made by Master Ding's apprentice."
Chapter completed!