Give Me What They Ordered

Xing Wudi was indeed very handsome. He was so handsome that he was the focus of everyone's attention no matter where he went. Just as he sat down, the lady boss of the food stall hurriedly welcomed him. The lady boss was about 30 years old. Her face, which had been exposed to the wind and sun, was a little dark, but she smiled as beautifully as a flower. "Yo, little brother, oh no, little sir, what do you want to eat?"

Unexpectedly, the bodyguard beside the man did not stop the lady boss. She was just the lady boss of a food stall. What would she do to her master?

"Hehe, we have everything here. Barbecue, seafood, stir-fry. I can make some exceptions and let the kitchen make it for you first. How about that?" The lady boss introduced the menu with a smile.

"Give me a table of whatever that table beside you ordered," Xing Wudi said coldly.

Upon hearing this, the lady boss turned to look at Feng Qing's table and asked, "Is he with you?"