In the upstairs restaurant, the three gathered around the table, enjoying a Chinese feast prepared by Lin Qing.
The main dish was a roasted duck, which, despite being an ordinary duck bought casually from the market, when cooked in the machine, was surprisingly not much different from the ones served in the famous Jing-Jing Roast Duck restaurants.
Even Liu Shuyue, who ordinarily had no particular preference for food, couldn't resist eating several pieces of the crispy, oily duck skin.
Chen Xuan had also just finished listening to all the incidents she encountered along the way.
"Why didn't you invite me along?"
He nearly lost an important client.
