"Mr. Cao Ye, what would you like to eat?"
"One daily special, a glass of rum, and a serving of fruit."
"Okay, one daily special, and one serving of drinks and fruit."
Syr wrote down the "order," but Cao Ye did not believe she would actually serve him that.
He had been scammed plenty of times here, but this was his own goddess. He could only swallow his grievances. Even if he got scammed, he had to accept it.
"What about me? Where's mine?"
At that moment, Paimon became anxious. Why were you only ordering for yourself? She had not ordered yet.
"Don't worry, there'll be plenty for you. Eat as much as you want tonight."
"Really?"
"Trust me!"
Paimon sat down, half-convinced, though she still had her doubts.
Cao Ye's response to that was: I've been scammed so many times already. Trust me, there will definitely be enough food tonight. In fact, whether you can even finish it will be the real question.
Ordering was completely meaningless, since she was not going to look at it anyway.
"Don't go too far—"
Mama Mia, standing behind the counter, could not help speaking up when she saw Syr return.
"It's fine, Mama Mia. Mr. Cao Ye and I are good friends. This is one way for us to strengthen our relationship."
"Do whatever you want~"
What else could she say to her own goddess?
Still, when she looked at Cao Ye, there was a trace of pity in her eyes. This young man had better not get played to ruin by the goddess.
The entire Hostess of Fertility fell into a strange atmosphere.
An inexplicable pressure filled the tavern, causing many diners to leave one after another.
Syr Was Angry, and the Consequences Were Serious! ### "Delicious~ So delicious~"
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