Ye Jian cut a small piece and put it into her mouth. She chewed and tasted it slowly. Actually, she didn't taste anything special about it. She smiled at Xia Jinyuan and said, "It's indeed not bad. The texture of this meat is many times better than what we ate yesterday!"
"Not only are the ingredients good, but the chef's skills are also on point. No wonder Mr. Will likes this place so much!" Xia Jinyuan, who was never picky about food, ate a big piece of meat in his mouth. His eating style was rough, which was in line with his identity.
Because it was really delicious.
The delicious ingredients combined with the beautiful music from the piano in the hall made the customers forget where they were at this moment. Everything seemed so beautiful!
Mr. Will slowly enjoyed this moment of peace. This was his current state of mind.
