"This is the first dinner specially prepared for you by the chef I specially invited. I hope you like it." Locke sat across the table and made an invitation gesture to her.
Luo Xiaoqian raised her spoon and took a sip of the soup. The soup was actually very good and fragrant, but it was really not to her taste. After barely swallowing it, she began to feel nauseated uncontrollably. She stood up hurriedly and covered it with a napkin.
Mouth, hurriedly left the restaurant and walked into the bathroom.
Locke frowned and put the spoon on the table.
"Change it!"
After a while, Luo Xiaoqian returned to the dining table. At this time, the soup starter had been removed and replaced with the seafood main course.
This time, Luo Xiaoqian didn't even move the tableware.
"I...I don't want to eat seafood."
"Replace!" Locke ordered again.
The seafood main course was replaced with pasta, and Luo Xiaoqian just frowned.
So, change again.
The chef specially invited by Locke from the Michelin restaurant cooked all his specialties and consumed countless precious ingredients. As a result, Luo Xiaoqian didn't take a bite.
When the butler went to the kitchen to order the dishes to be changed, the chef, who had seen many tricky diners, was about to cry.
"Sir, what does your wife want to eat?!"
"Well..." the housekeeper also frowned, "I don't know either."
"Can I go and ask her myself?" the chef asked.
The housekeeper had no choice but to bring the chef into the restaurant and ask Luo Xiaoqian.
"Excuse me, madam, what do you want to eat?" The chef wearing a top hat looked at the Asian girl with black hair and eyes in front of him with confusion, "Don't you think that none of the many dishes suits your taste?
"
Luo Xiaoqian looked at the aggrieved chef Gao, with a slight apology on her face, "I'm sorry, Mr. Chef, your cooking skills are very good, but... I just want to eat the most common Chinese home-cooked food now, even if
Porridge and side dishes are all fine.”
"I'm sorry." The chef looked helpless, "I don't know how to cook Chinese food."
Locke shouted angrily again, "Replace!"
"No, I'll just go find something to eat!"
Luo Xiaoqian stood up and walked into the kitchen, opened the huge refrigerator inside, and glanced at the valuable caviar, foie gras, truffles and other things inside, and finally just picked a bottle of milk, an apple, and a
A cucumber, and finally asked the cook to help her boil two eggs, thus solving the dinner problem.
She went back to her room to rest. Locke looked at the exquisite Italian dishes on the table and lost all his appetite. "Before dawn, find a Chinese chef to come over. If tomorrow's breakfast still doesn't satisfy her, I will throw you into the sea."
Feed the fish!”
Finally, she was willing to sit down and have a meal with him, but it ended up in this situation, and Locke was in a very bad mood now.
…
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Rome city area.
The black car slowly stopped outside a Chinese restaurant.
The driver had just parked the car, and Ake had already got out of the car from the other side. He came over with a smile and opened the door for Leng Zirui.
"Is this here?" Leng Zirui raised his face and glanced at the restaurant's sign.
"Yes, Mr. Lei should be here already." Ake said.
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall Asian man wearing black clothes and black gloves came out of the door, walked up to the two of them, and asked Leng Zirui in English, "You should be Mr. ROY, right?"
