Xu Leyan drew a deep breath, knitted his brows, and surveyed the furnishings in the private dining room. It was no different from the previous room, with exactly the same furnishings, and there did not seem to be anywhere to hide something rotten.
But the stench kept growing stronger. It was a little like a school cafeteria just after the floor had been mopped, a reek of sweaty feet that did not fade the longer you stayed there, but instead grew increasingly pungent.
Had this restaurant also mopped its floors with a mop that hadn't been cleaned properly?
Half doubtful and half panicked, Xu Leyan stood up, walked to the window, and slid it halfway open, letting the scorching outdoor air rush in.
But the smell remained.
Xu Leyan returned to his seat in irritation, his expression visibly angry.
"Director Xu, what are you going back and forth for?" Liu Yue asked.
"Don't you think there's a smell in this room? Tsk, the last room smelled too. I didn't expect the new one to be the same. And they call this a high-end restaurant," Xu Leyan said, rather annoyed. Thinking of the price of this meal doubled his annoyance.
Liu Yue's expression stiffened slightly at his words. Her cheeks held a not-quite-smile, and the corners of her lips trembled faintly.
Xue Yu and Ren An looked up with their phones in their hands, their expressions unnatural too, their gazes seemingly drifting toward Xu Leyan by chance.
"N-no, isn't it just the usual gardenia fragrance?" Xue Yu said.
Even the habitually silent Ren An said, "There really isn't much of a smell. Could your nose be mistaken, Director Xu?"
Xu Leyan: "..."
He genuinely had not expected all three of them to contradict him in unison. He immediately took another deep