Because of a special purpose, Leng Zimo put extra effort into this lunch. Italians generally have a strong taste preference, so to cater to the palates of these folks, he specifically prepared a few dishes that matched their dietary habits.
An hour later, the lunch was served, and the enticing aroma drew Luo Xiaoqian and the two maids over.
The dishes on the table were a feast for the senses, their appearance alone enough to make one's mouth water.
"OK!" Leng Zimo clapped his hands, handing the apron he had taken off to one of the maids. "Go ahead, invite everyone to come and eat."
"Sure." The other maid immediately smiled and walked out of the hall door to call the guards on duty to come in for the meal.
The dining table was left with only Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian. Seizing this opportunity, Leng Zimo moved next to Luo Xiaoqian.
"Today's dishes have a bit of a heavy flavor. If you don't like them, I'll make something for you separately later."
