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When Guoguo heard Murong Xiuxian's arrogant and unrestrained words, she immediately pushed her chair away and stood up. "I can't eat anymore, you enjoy yourself slowly, I'm leaving."
Although she was very hungry, Guoguo still took a step forward and walked toward the restaurant door.
Murong Xiuxian pushed his chair away and quickly caught up with Guoguo, grabbing her wrist in a domineering and unreasonable manner. "You can't leave until you finish this meal."
"You!" Murong Xiuxian was tall, and Guoguo looked up to glare at his extraordinarily handsome face. "What right do you have to stop me from leaving?"
"Because I am Murong Xiuxian!" The domineering and nonsensical reply left Guoguo speechless.
While Guoguo was stunned, Murong Xiuxian dragged her back to the table, forcing her to sit down and placing the Pasta in front of her. "Aren't you hungry? Go ahead and eat."
"How much is this plate of Pasta?" Guoguo hadn't noticed the price when looking at the menu.
"Not expensive." After saying that, Murong Xiuxian sat down in the chair opposite Guoguo, picked up a glass, and took a sip of Jefferson Red Wine.
Hearing this, Guoguo finally dared to take the knife and fork, twirling the fork around the Pasta a few times before putting it into her mouth.
"It's so delicious." She took bite after bite, almost devouring it in a frenzy by the end.
Murong Xiuxian took another sip of Jefferson Red Wine, watching with amusement as Guoguo wolfed down the Pasta.
Although her eating manner wasn't very graceful, at least Guoguo used the knife and fork, which was already beyond Murong Xiuxian's expectations.
Guoguo thought while eating, after finishing this meal, he should avoid any involvement with this guy in the future, just like Min, trying to steer clear whenever he saw him.
Soon, a plate of Pasta was completely devoured by Guoguo. Murong Xiuxian pointed to the French Steak next to him and said, "The steak isn't expensive either."
After a short period of interaction, Murong Xiuxian had already noticed that Guoguo wouldn't eat anything that was expensive.
Both Pasta and French Steak were quite pricey, yet Murong Xiuxian found them not expensive at all.
Guoguo didn't ask much more and brought the French Steak to his table. He fixed the steak on the plate with his fork and began cutting it with a knife, making a screeching sound as he complained, "Is this steak made of stone? No matter how I cut it, it won't break."
Murong Xiuxian helplessly set down his glass, picked up his knife and fork, and started cutting into the steak in front of him.
After a while, he cut the steak into pieces, took away the messily cut steak from Guoguo, and placed his neatly cut portion in front of Guoguo, expressionless: "Eat this."
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