846. Chapter 846 Do you care how much pizza I order for my son?!
Yang Mufan glanced at her, then lowered his eyes and gracefully helped his son choose vegetables.
He asked: "What else do you want to eat?! Just order it."
Yang Mu An took a big bite of pizza, and her small mouth couldn't hold it at all. She puffed up her cheeks and said inarticulately: "An An also wants to eat pizza, all kinds of pizza. The pizza from uncle's shop,
It’s delicious, the best An An has ever tasted.”
Mu Wanqing had bought it for him before, but her salary was stuck there, so she could only buy cheap ones every time, which were not as delicious as the ones her uncle bought for him.
Caviar pizza is really delicious.
There is also seafood pizza.
Upon hearing this, Yang Mufan did not hesitate and raised his hand to signal the waiter standing not far away.
"Hello, Mr. Yang." The waiter nodded, "It's an honor to serve you."
Yang Mufan whispered: "Come over with three more tables and serve all the pizzas in the restaurant."
Upon hearing this, not only the waiter, but also Mu Wanqing was so stunned that her eyes widened.
All pizzas, all served?!
How could she finish eating? Wouldn't she be starving her son to death?!
Mu Wanqing was stunned for a moment, and when she regained consciousness, she immediately suppressed her blush and protested: "I can't eat that much. Just order him another pizza. If he can finish it, that's good."
Then, Mu Wanqing said to the waiter: "No need for so much pizza, just a caviar pizza, thank you."
There is one pizza of every flavor. In such a large restaurant, there are probably dozens, if not hundreds, of pizzas.
Yang Mu'an is so small, and she is full of fish soup after just one bowl. Can she eat it?!
You know it's a waste, so why waste it stupidly?!
Yang Mufan glared at Mu Wanqing angrily: "I didn't ask you to pay, so you care how much pizza I order for my son?!"
"He can't eat it at all. Isn't it a waste to order so much?!" Mu Wanqing was angry.
Yang Mufan argued: "Why can't I eat it?! Can't he just take one bite at a time?!"
"..." After hearing this, Mu Wanqing's face turned green. She took one bite at a time...
This is how to teach your son to be extravagant and wasteful, so that he is not afraid of thunder and lightning?!
In addition, he is deeply afraid that others don’t know: He admires Fan, is he rich?!╰_╯
Yang Mufan glared at Mu Wanqing fiercely, then turned and shouted at the waiter who was frozen aside: "What are you doing standing there?! Get pizza!!!!"
"Yes, yes, Mr. Yang, wait a moment." The waiter turned around and trotted toward the kitchen with weak legs.
Mu Wanqing was almost furious. With his education method, she was really worried that An An would turn into another admiration Sheng. She would be perverse, domineering, arrogant and unruly.
But what can be done?!
She is as fierce as admiring Fan.
Moreover, so far, the custody of his son is still in his hands.
Finally, when the hot and fragrant pizzas were served one after another, Mu Wanqing simply lay down on the table, too lazy to look at the embarrassing father and son, and sulked alone.
Her eyes wandered around and around in the restaurant.
Faced with these forty-seven pizzas, Yang Mufan said this to Yang Muan: "Try each one and eat a few more if you find a flavor you like. But don't eat too much. If you are too full, just eat the rest."
No, it’s easy to miss your favorite flavor.”
Yang Mu An nodded obediently and followed it strictly.
Yang Mufan took care of his son and had enough to eat, and then he ate steak.
The top-quality red wine steak was already cold, and the taste was not as delicious as when it was just served. However, he still ate it elegantly, with a strong aristocratic atmosphere in every move he made.
