Chapter 83: Trying to Flirt with My Wife, You Think You're Worthy?

After the porcelain-bumping fiasco, Ye Wudao and his company arrived at the highest-end revolving restaurant in Jiang Hai.

"Sir, Miss, may I ask what you would like to order?" the waiter asked respectfully.

"A medium-well steak, caviar, deer antler paste, and a cup of coffee," Su Yueli said indifferently.

"Of course, Miss," the waiter noted down, then turned to Ye Wudao, "And for you, sir?"

"Give me stir-fried pork intestines, fried liver, a cold cucumber salad, and oh yes, a bottle of Er Guo Tou," Ye Wudao said casually.

The waiter's expression turned awkward, barely holding back a laugh, "I'm sorry sir, but this is a high-end Western restaurant. We don't have those items on the menu!"

"Damn, what kind of high-end restaurant is this if you don't even have that?" Ye Wudao complained.

Su Yueli, standing beside him with three black lines appearing on her forehead, couldn't stand it anymore, "Big brother, this is a high-end Western restaurant. Can you please stop making a scene?"