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Flowers and candlesticks were arranged on the rectangular dining table. A man dressed in rags sat at one end of the table. A woman dressed elegantly sat at the other end. Beside the man stood two men in black suits.
"Su Mu, why aren't you eating? This steak was personally marinated and fried by a famous chef from F Nation. It's such a pity not to eat it! Also, this red wine, a'82 Lafite, costs more than 10,000 RMB per bottle!" Xue Wen looked at Su Mu sitting opposite her.
Su Mu, who was motionless and expressionless, smiled and said. "The ingredients are good, and the wine is also good. However, no matter how delicious the food is, no matter how good the aroma is, when facing you, CEO Xue, I have no appetite. In fact, I even feel nauseous!"
With a bang, the goblet in Xue Wen's hand was smashed by her. She stood up and said, "Su Mu! Don't refuse my toast!"
This b*stard!
How dare he mock her like that!