Cold young chasing his wife has a deep routine

Chapter 2445 Private Cuisine

The name of the store is as ordinary as his storefront, with only three simple words 'private dishes', but because of these three words, it is very expensive.

When An Ran was having a headache holding the menu, Leng Chengtian was already quickly ordering: "Just order according to the previous order, as for the others, my wife will order some more."

As scheduled?
An Ran cleverly caught a few words, and immediately realized that she had fallen into the trap set by the man long ago, so her eyes widened, filled with dissatisfaction, but she didn't dare to get mad on the spot.

So she could only point to the flaws in the menu and provocatively said: "How do you order? There's not even a number, and I don't know how much I should spend."

As soon as she said this, the clerk's eyes immediately fell on her face. Although the expression did not change, deep contempt shone in the depths of his eyes.

Leng Chengtian was afraid that An Ran would lose his temper, so he hurriedly waved at the clerk: "Go and talk to the chef! Serve the food directly here. As for the rest of the desserts, I will order them later."

The clerk turned around and left without saying a word to An Ran from the beginning to the end, which showed how much he didn't care about An Ran.

An Ran's little tantrum came up, and she threw the menu aside with a snap: "Who do you look down on? It's not like I can't afford it!"

After all, she is also the chairman of the three companies. She is not short of money for food, and she is just playing with her own man.

It's just that things don't seem right.

When I was on the set, it was obviously my uncle who was angry, why did I become myself now?

Before An Ran could figure it out, Leng Chengtian had already opened his mouth to speak: "Every meal here is charged, and then the company will pay for it, or the secretary of each boss will come and pay for it, and no one will care about the price on the bill. Everyone eats It’s just a mood, and there are cooking skills that even five-star chefs don’t know.”

An Ran understood that it wasn't that people didn't write numbers, but that rich people wouldn't care if they wrote them. This is really the tragedy of the poor.

Poor people calculate how much money they spend today, but rich people never care about how much money they spend. What they care about is how much money they earn and whether the money they earn can lay golden eggs for them.

An Ran let out a foul breath, and An Ran didn't know how to describe her mood at this moment.

The clerk walked fast, so the food was served quickly. In addition, Leng Chengtian had already ordered the food, so in less than 10 minutes, all the dishes for their table were served.

Smelling the mellow aroma, An Ran moved her index finger, and immediately put her anger behind her.

But looking at the delicious dishes, she didn't know where to start.

Because every dish looks like a flower, which is unbearable to destroy.

Seeing that An Ran was in a good mood because of the richness of the dishes, Leng Chengtian felt that he had made the right choice for this restaurant, at least his girl liked it in her eyes, so he took the lead in picking up chopsticks to pick up dishes for An Ran.

"Try this, it's a special dish of this restaurant, it's only cooked once a month, I've made a special reservation to wait for you to eat with me, see if you like it! If you like it, I'll take you to eat with Tuo'er next time .”

Hearing that the chef cooks the dish only once a month, An Ran's eyes lit up, and before the man put the dish on her plate, she opened her mouth to bite.

With doting eyes in Leng Chengtian's eyes, he fed the food into her mouth. He didn't take back his chopsticks until he saw a satisfied expression on An Ran's face.

(End of this chapter)