Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

It's incredibly delicious and wonderful.

Even now, thinking back on it, I still feel a sense of longing.

Thinking of that delicious food, the food in front of her suddenly seemed tasteless. Zheng Qingyou only took one bite before putting down her knife and fork.

Seeing that she had put down her knife and fork, the waiter who was serving her immediately came over.

"Sir, is there anything wrong with this?"

The waiter asked.

"Huh? No, I just don't want to eat anymore!"

Zheng Qingyou shook her head.

The waiter was slightly taken aback; their Western restaurant was always in high demand.

Since there are four chain stores in this city, there's no need to make an appointment in advance.

But... what's really strange is that she doesn't want to eat at all.

"I'll pay!"

Zheng Qingyou said softly.

"Oh, please wait a moment!"

The waiter responded and went to the front desk.

"That's two thousand six hundred and fifty yuan in total!"

The waiter came over again!

"it is good!"

Zheng Qingyou happened to have cash in her wallet.

She immediately withdrew 2,700 yuan.

"Keep the change, please!"

After saying that, she stood up.

"Thank you!"

The waiter nodded slightly, took the money, and left.

Just as Zheng Qingyou was about to go inside, a figure blocked her way.

She looked up and saw that the person standing in front of her was Su Yu.

Su Yu was dressed in a snow-white chef's uniform and wore a tall hat.

He was already handsome, but wearing this outfit gave him an even more unique charm.

"Is this steak really that bad?"

Su Yu looked at the steak on the table, which had only been touched slightly, and asked a question.

Is what he makes really that bad?

She only took one bite and then stopped eating.

Su Yu stretched out his long, slender hands and pressed Zheng Qingyou down, making her sit down.

Zheng Qingyou was forced to sit down.

"I do not like!"

Zheng Qingyou said it in a calm tone.

Su Yu also sat down. He picked up the knife and fork that Zheng Qingyou had used before, cut a piece for himself, and took a bite.

I put it in my mouth and chewed it; it was delicious!

He has allowed the steak to release its own natural, delicious flavor, rather than relying on the taste of seasonings.

Su Yu put down his knife and fork, his dark eyes fixed on Zheng Qingyou.

He then elegantly took a napkin from the side and wiped his lips.

The napkin was left lying around again.

"Do you think that by treating my food this way, I'll pay more attention to you?!"

Su Yu looked at her, a smile still on his face, but a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

Upon hearing what he said, Zheng Qingyou couldn't help but laugh.

Where is the gentle and mild-mannered man I was promised?

He's clearly an incredibly arrogant idiot.

"Chef Su, you're really overthinking it. I just ate a steak last night that was a hundred times better than this, so it just tastes bland now."

Zheng Qingyou really didn't want to discourage him, but he was just too arrogant.

"Impossible. Our restaurant is the only three-Michelin-starred Western restaurant in this city. We also have three other branches, and I only cook there occasionally. You can't possibly find a better steak than ours!"