As soon as the words left his mouth, Shen Yu was shocked by his own bizarre train of thought. Meeting everyone else's strange looks, he silently swallowed.
He was only protecting his good friend's dignity! Having successfully convinced himself, Shen Yu puffed out his chest, showing not a trace of guilt.
Yao Maolin was taken in and, for a moment, saw nothing wrong with it, until the server spoke up, confused but respectful.
"Even if we had a well-done manager, we wouldn't have five portions, would we?"
Were kids these days really this vicious, wanting to dismember someone after killing them?
Shen Jin and Zhao Jinren silently exchanged looks, utterly speechless at the server playing along. They sighed softly, displaying a helplessness beyond their years.
Shen Jun also realized that stepping into a Western restaurant had been a mistake, but there was no turning back now. He could only steel himself and take the menu.
"I'll order." Worried that the two beside him would cause more trouble, Shen Jun was unusually firm. "You'll eat it even if you have to close your eyes."
Knowing he was in the wrong, Yao Maolin lowered his head guiltily. Although he was a pampered young master raised by the Shen Family, he was hardly fluent in every language at ten years old. The string of English dishes on the menu still made his scalp prickle.
Shen Yu craned his neck, then silently drew back after making eye contact with the next table. He looked everywhere but at his younger brother, terrified that Shen Jun would throw him out.
As their sole representative, Shen Jun might not have been proficient in spoken English, but his reading and comprehension skills utterly outclassed those of college students.
Raising his eyes toward Shen Yu, who was gazing eagerly