Yan Kuan flipped through his phone seriously and sighed before replying: "The food is not enough, I will add some more."

He raised his eyes and looked at Yan Kuan's mobile phone interface.

The dishes costing nearly a thousand yuan really frightened him.

"That's enough, this is too much..."

"Not enough. Mr. Mi told me that Miss Feng and Mr. Chen are particularly delicious."

Han Dongping's face was full of doubts: "Ah?" He said, "Are you sure these three masters are reliable?"

"Reliable, absolutely reliable."

Seeing that the dishes were almost ordered, Yan breathed a sigh of relief with a smile on his face: "I'm going to adjust the ingredients."

Turning around to go to the condiment table, I happened to meet Feng Zhibai and the others coming back.

Feng Zhibai was holding two portions of condiments, Chen Xiaodao was holding three portions, and Lao Mi Tou was holding one portion.

The three people walking on the road formed a beautiful scenery.

The waiters passing by were surprised at Feng Zhibai's outfit, and at the piles of condiments in the hands of the three of them.

"Ju Yan, go quickly, don't delay your meal."

Seeing Yan Ju standing there with his mouth open, Chen Xiaodao shouted.

This brought Yan Kuan back from his thoughts.

He made a dull sound before walking towards the spice table.

When he walked to the condiment table, he was thankful that there were extra vegetables.

After adjusting the seasonings and returning to the private room, several people had already started serving dishes.

Yan Kuan was very sensible. He knew that as long as Feng Zhibai didn't speak, Chen Xiaodao and Lao Mitou would never speak first.

Although he didn't get along with Feng Zhibai very much, he had a good impression of her temperament.

He smiled at Han Dongping and said, "Let's eat first."

Han Dongping was also here. He nodded and greeted Feng Zhibai and the others: "Miss Feng, Mr. Mi, Mr. Chen, you're welcome. You can eat whatever you want."

"good."

In response, the three of them moved their chopsticks in unison.

Yan Kuan and Han Dongping also started to look at each other and moved their chopsticks.

During this period, dishes were delivered to the private room one after another.

Plates are also being moved out one after another.

At first, Yan Kuan expressed doubts about the ability of Chen Xiaodao and the others to eat.

But when the dishes clicked upwards and the plates were lifted downwards, the doubts in his heart turned into a final decision.

These two people are really the reincarnations of starving ghosts!

Great food!

Han Dongping, Yan Kuan and Lao Mi Tou all stopped using their chopsticks, but they were still in a hurry!

One is crazy about eating meat, and the other is crazy about vegetarianism.

During this period, I didn’t even drink a sip of water. I ate vegetables and meat like crazy!

When the food on the table was almost cleared, the two of them stopped using their chopsticks with satisfaction, and then lay down on the stool, holding their bellies.

"Hiccup~"

Feng Zhibai took a sip of water, burped first, and then said something that shocked everyone: "Hiccup~ Seventy percent full."

Yan Kuan rolled his eyes and put his hand on his forehead helplessly.

This was more than he ate three times a day, and she said she was seventy percent full!

What's in her belly?

Not enough?

Chen Xiaodao also had a look of satisfaction on his face: "Ah~ I'm very full. I can't eat any more. If I eat any more, I'll vomit."

After taking out a tissue and wiping his mouth, Feng Zhibai felt better. He tilted his body and looked at Han Dongping: "Tell me what's going on."

Han Dongping poured a cup of hot water, moistened his throat first, and then said softly: "My wife is dead."

Five simple words brought down the atmosphere in the private room.

Yan Kuan didn't say anything. He knew about this, but he didn't understand it more deeply.

Moreover, today is Han Dongping's business and he has no say.

"My wife is dead?"

Knocking his hand on the table, Feng Zhibai had a hint of meaning on his face: "I can't bear to hear lies, let alone fabricating right and wrong. If I give you another chance, who will die?"

She pressed forward, her aura directly suppressing Han Dongping.

Han Dongping looked at Feng Zhibai, his eyes under the black-framed glasses were a little dodgey: "Yes, she is my ex-wife."

Yan Kuan was stunned for a moment: "Ex-wife?"

Han Dongping was embarrassed to look at Yan Kuan, squinted his eyes and nodded: "I'm sorry, I didn't want to lie to you, but the time is not right and it's not convenient to tell you. Yanan and I divorced, and something happened to Yanan not long after the divorce.
Chapter completed!