Pampered by My Ex's Cousin

Chapter 596 - 588: This B*tch, She’s Faking It! (Part 1)

She was an actress with high attractiveness and good acting skills; the generous smile on her face showed no flaw.

Ji Chicheng didn’t stand on ceremony, he nodded slightly and extended his beautiful hand to take the menu. Anning’s gaze was firmly fixed on his other hand sliding on the screen, feeling very anxious.

This meal seemed to be costing her entire salary from a movie.

Unsure of what Ji Chicheng was ordering, she only saw his fingers, moving non-stop across the screen.

Was he really ordering that much?

"Uncle Ji..." Anning blurted out.

Ji Chicheng stopped his movements and looked up at Anning, his eyes full of confusion.

The words "Please be gentle" were on the tip of her tongue, but she held back, rationality prevailing, and instead put on a silly smile, "Don’t order anything spicy, Fenfen can’t eat it."

"Just these."

Ji Chicheng then ordered a few more dishes before handing the menu back to the waiter.

Anning, watching the waiter walk towards the kitchen with the menu, opened her mouth nervously but ultimately pressed her lips together in resignation.

Following that, another waiter brought over a bottle of red wine and elegantly placed it on the table.

Anning immediately glanced at the brand of the wine and took a sharp breath.

She was deeply impressed by this brand; on the last page of the menu, a bottle seemed to be priced at about 200,000 yuan.

She watched helplessly as the waiter used the corkscrew to open the wine that was more expensive than gold. The moment the cork popped, her heart also gave a painful lurch.

Her heart hurt, as did her wallet.

"Would you like me to pour the wine now?" the waiter asked Ji Chicheng with a slight smile.

Anning frowned in displeasure.

Dammit, she was paying for this; she was the one whom this expensive meal was charged to, so why were they not asking her?

Thinking this, she hastily spoke before Ji Chicheng could, addressing the waiter, "Pour it!"

With a bold tone.

After all, the wine was already open and couldn’t be returned, so they might as well enjoy it to the fullest.

"Please enjoy."

After pouring the wine for them, the waiter stepped back a few steps, standing at a distance from them.

Without the dishes yet on the table, Anning picked up her glass and looked down at the red liquid inside, as if witnessing the blood bleeding from her heart.

Bringing it to her lips, she took a gentle sip, smacked her lips, and wondered why it didn’t taste much different from the wine at Potong Restaurant. Why was it dozens of times more expensive than others?

Each private room had its own kitchen, where you could see the chefs at work, the entire process visible but silent.

In one private room, there were two chefs, plus assistants, waiters, and so on. Thus, the service fee and room fee alone were astronomical.

In plain terms, dining here meant paying for the level of class and the service.

The dishes arrived quickly, one after another.

Many were Fenfen’s favorites, and the little girl didn’t hesitate to use her hands to grab them straightaway.

"Be careful, it’s hot."

Anning quickly pulled her chair closer to Fenfen, took her small hand, and let the food she was holding fall onto the table.

She wiped the sauce off the little girl’s hands with a napkin, then used the fork to pick up some food and put it into her bowl.

"Eat with a fork; don’t use your hands."

As she said this, she put the fork into Fenfen’s small hand. When she turned around, her gaze fell onto a piece of lobster that had fallen from Fenfen’s hand. Without a moment’s hesitation, she picked it up and popped it into her mouth.

With sauce on her fingers, she licked them with her tongue, a very natural gesture.