The two entered the private room, and Si Lijue pulled out a chair, saying in a commanding tone, "Sit here!"
Su Niannian dared not disobey and obediently sat down.
After she was seated, Si Lijue casually pulled out the chair next to her and sat down close to her.
Meanwhile, the manager had already set all the restaurant's signature dishes on the table, along with a pot of steaming porridge.
Su Niannian was already hungry, and the aroma of food wafting from the table made her even hungrier.
However, without Si Lijue's permission, she dared not move and could only silently swallow her saliva.
Si Lijue glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and uttered three words with disdain: "Worthless!"
Then, he took the initiative to pick up the bowl in front of him, ladled out a bowl of porridge, and placed it in front of Su Niannian.
"This seafood congee is one of the restaurant's signature dishes. Could you taste it and tell me what you think?"
Su Niannian picked up the spoon from her bowl and took a sip when she heard the restaurant manager next to her smiling broadly as he explained the situation.
"Madam, this porridge was specially made for you by Mr. Si! It's made with meat from Alaskan king crab, French blue lobster, and goose barnacles. And these ingredients all came by plane from their homelands, they're alive and kicking, very fresh."
This porridge has such a rich texture, and it tastes refreshing and delicious! You should try it!
Su Niannian originally thought it was just a simple pot of seafood porridge, but after the restaurant manager said that, she felt hesitant to eat it.
Si Lijue kept watching her drink the porridge, and when he saw that she only took two sips and then stopped using the spoon, he asked, "Is it not tasty?"
The restaurant manager stared nervously at Su Niannian, terrified. He was really worried that she would say "no" and displease President Si, which would mean the end for him, the chef, and the restaurant staff.
"It's delicious!" Su Niannian replied hastily.
She wasn't lying; the porridge tasted exceptionally good, with a delicate texture, just the right consistency, a smooth mouthfeel, and a lingering fragrance. The only downside was that it was too expensive!
These raw materials are not cheap to begin with, and with shipping costs added, this pot of porridge will cost at least five figures.
Given how fast Si Lijue spends his money, by the time it's Xibao's turn to inherit the fortune, he probably won't have much left.
Just thinking about all that money going to waste makes her heart, her liver, her spleen, her lungs, her kidneys—every part of her body ache!
The restaurant manager was trembling with fear when he heard Su Niannian say "delicious," and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his heart settling down.
He was about to offer his wife some food when he took a step forward when he saw Si Lijue give him a cold look. He was so frightened that he immediately took two steps back, shrank his head, and dared not breathe.
Si Lijue took the bowl in front of Su Niannian, picked out the scallions and ginger, and put it back in front of her: "If you like it, drink more."
"Thank you!" Su Niannian was a little embarrassed, thinking that since she had already spent the money, she couldn't let it go to waste. She drank the porridge in silence and quickly finished the bowl.
Seeing that her porridge bowl was empty, Si Lijue served her another bowl.
Su Niannian was very cooperative, picking up the bowl of porridge and gulping it down in no time.
Si Lijue then personally wrapped a few more roast duck rolls for her, placed them on a plate, and handed them to Su Niannian. She accepted them without hesitation and ate them all.
As Su Niannian ate happily, her eyebrows and eyes curved into smiles, and she occasionally stuck out her tongue to lick her lips.
Watching Su Niannian eat, Si Lijue saw that she looked just like a greedy little cat, and his mood inexplicably improved.
After the meal, her stomach felt comfortable, and her whole body felt warm.
Her nose and cheeks had a faint pink tinge, and she looked radiant, like a little elf who had been fully revived.
Su Niannian was about 80-90% full when she looked up and found Si Lijue looking at her.
He didn't eat a single bite; he just kept serving porridge and arranging dishes, staring at her, busy as a bee.
"Is it tasty?"
Su Niannian nodded and said truthfully, "It's delicious!"
He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked again, "Are you full?"
"I'm full." Su Niannian reached for a napkin on the table, but saw Si Lijue gently wiping away the grease from the corner of her mouth.
"Let's go when you're full!" He tossed the napkin in his hand onto the table, stood up, placed his right hand on the back of Su Niannian's chair, and helped her pull out the back of her chair as she stood up.
Su Niannian didn't think anything of it. She lifted her foot to leave, but her hand fell into his warm, large palm again.
The other waiters in the private room all smiled as they witnessed this scene.
Mr. Si really dotes on his wife!
They all envied Mrs. Si!
The restaurant manager stood watching anxiously until he heard Su Niannian say "delicious" again, and only then did his heart finally settle down.
Seeing his masters about to leave, he immediately put on a smile and said, "Mr. Si is so good to his wife! It's obvious that Mr. Si and his wife are very loving."
Si Lijue didn't deny it. He glanced at Su Niannian with a smile and said jokingly, "Who told her to be so desperate for me, clinging to me like a piece of chewing gum, I can't shake her off. I can only reluctantly accept it."
Seeing the boss's somewhat surprised expression, Su Niannian forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, too lazy to explain.
Is he good to her?
Affectionate?
These are all just illusions!
The reason he acted this way was entirely for the sake of his own and the Si family's reputation, to create the impression in front of outsiders that they were deeply in love and inseparable.
Furthermore, this is probably also a form of punishment he mentioned: using excessive praise to kill!
They lift her up high, then trample her underfoot.
Everyone calls her Mrs. Si, but only she knows the ins and outs of it.
Her title of Mrs. Si is just an empty name!
There was absolutely no affection between them, at least not to Si Lijue.
When the one-year agreement expires, they will go their separate ways, marrying each other and becoming strangers!
Si Lijue led Su Niannian out of the restaurant under everyone's watchful eyes and walked to the car.
Su Niannian shook off his hand and said in a distant tone, "Thank you for your hospitality tonight, Mr. Si. I'll get in the car myself." As she spoke, she reached for the passenger door.
Si Lijue felt a void in his heart as his hands went empty. He looked at the heartless woman in front of him with dissatisfaction, his face instantly darkening.
"He really is an ungrateful wretch; he turns his back on us as soon as he's had his fill."
Su Niannian stiffened upon hearing his words, pretending not to hear, and continued pulling on the car door. After several attempts, the car door remained locked.
She turned around and looked at Si Lijue with a puzzled expression, asking timidly, "Weren't we leaving? Why can't the car door be opened?"
Si Lijue said irritably, "If you have no conscience, you'll be left with nothing but emptiness. Naturally, you won't be able to open the car door."
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