617: C617 It's Really You

C617 It's Really You

It's really you.

"This familiar smell!"

Thump, thump, thump...

Wen Meng regained her senses and revealed an anxious expression as she chased after the waiter in the distance.

In the Bright Moon Pavilion, Wenren Jinglve stood up and his expression was slightly gloomy.

This time he introduced Wen Meng to the young master of the Zhao family, Zhao Mingyu, for the sake of the Zhao family's political and business worlds and the power of the Martial Alliance.

As the young master of the Zhao Family, Zhao Mingyu naturally had very high standards. Ordinary women would not even enter his eyes.

But Wen Meng was different.

Wen Meng was already a devastatingly beautiful woman. Coupled with her temperament that was like an orchid in an empty valley and her fame that had exploded, she had attracted a lot of attention to Zhao Mingyu.

"If I can use Meng Yue to connect with young master Zhao, then Wenren family will definitely be able to welcome glory in my hands!"

Wenren Jinglve's eyes flashed. This time, no matter what, he could not let Meng Yue slip away secretly.

He made up his mind in his heart and walked out of Bright Moon Pavilion.

A waiter pushing a dining cart walked past Wenren Jinglve.

Wenren Jinglve looked up and saw Wen Meng walking towards him in a hurry.

Wenren Jinglve's eyes flashed with joy. Could it be that his niece had finally figured it out?

"Haha... Meng Yue, Second Uncle knows that you will definitely figure it out!"

Wenren Jinglve looked at Wen Meng's fast approaching figure and laughed loudly.

"If this Young Master Zhao really likes you, then you will really become a phoenix on a tree branch! Meng Yue, listen to your second uncle. Tonight, go and meet this person. Zhao..."

Wen Meng, who had rushed over in a hurry, did not seem to hear Wenren Jinglve's voice. She brushed past Wenren Jinglve's side and walked towards the back of Wenren Jinglve.

..." Young master. "

Wenren Jinglve's eyes were chasing after Wen Meng's back. The voice that came out of his mouth could not help but stop.

"Meng Yue, where are you going?"

Wen Meng turned a deaf ear and directly chased after the waiter.

"Wait!"

The waiter was stunned and stopped in his tracks. He looked at Wen Meng with a stunned look in his eyes.

"Hello, may I ask if there is anything I can help you with?"

The waiter showed a puzzled look and asked Wen Meng.

Wen Meng looked at the dining cart in his hand. There were a few plates covered on it. She could not help but look forward to it.

"May I ask if you are going to deliver food?"

The waiter nodded, "Of course."

"Then does your dining car have a Frost Steak on it?"1

Wen Meng asked urgently.

A trace of surprise flashed across the waiter's eyes as he asked doubtfully, "How do you know? There is a steak on the dining car that the customer wants."

Wenren Jinglve walked to Wen Meng's side and said with a smile, "Meng Yue, if you want to eat steak, just tell Second Uncle. Second Uncle will get someone to add a steak now."

Wen Meng did not pay attention to Wenren Jinglve. She stared at the waiter and could not help but show a trace of nervousness, "Can I ask how this steak is made?"

"This..."

The waiter revealed a troubled expression. After pondering for a moment, he said, "The steak that the guest ordered is not the usual method. Actually, I also do not quite understand."

"However, the steak is marinated with salt water and lemon juice for ten minutes, and the hot pot is covered with a layer of olive oil. When the oil is 80% hot, the steak will be served. The fire will last for five seconds. Small fire for 3 seconds, repeated frying 18 times, and finally sprinkle a layer of black pepper on it? "

Wen Meng's tone began to become anxious as she looked at the waiter nervously.

The waiter revealed a surprised expression, "How did you know? Could it be that this steak recipe is very delicious?"

Wen Meng's eyes slightly trembled and a trace of light flashed past. She muttered, "This cooking method is naturally very delicious... Ye Yu, it really is you!"

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