Shen Cheng found a relatively conspicuous spot and was about to sit down when the man beside her suddenly grabbed her wrist.
Shi Yu turned his head towards the stall owner and spoke in a deep voice, "Bring two new chairs."
His obsession with cleanliness is indeed severe!
If he knew that she had been here with Sun Yan before and sat on chairs used by others, he would definitely strangle her.
Ever since Shi Yu had gotten out of the car, the stall owner’s gaze had been following him without fail.
Seeing that Shi Yu had an extraordinary aura, was dressed in designer labels, and drove a luxury car, she knew he was wealthy.
Upon hearing his request for new chairs, the stall owner didn’t dare to delay and immediately brought out two new chairs from the storage room to replace them.
The stall owner, in her early thirties, was plump and shining with oil, and there was really no trace of feminine beauty to be found on her.
"Please take a seat, Mr. Shi."
Shen Cheng was puzzled by how particular this man could be.
However, if she thought this was being particular, then she was completely wrong.
Because the real particularity was still to come.
After sitting down and seeing her order food, Shi Yu spoke again coldly, "Change the tableware to new ones."
Can this man not let others eat in peace?
Hearing his request, the stall owner paused for a moment, but quickly replied, "No problem, I’ll change everything to new ones for you."
The food was served quickly, and true to his instructions, the stall owner indeed replaced everything with new tableware.
Shen Cheng raised her eyebrows, staring steadily at him.
Shi Yu’s sword eyebrows raised slightly, his voice cold and severe, "What do you think?"
Without saying a word, Shen Cheng could tell from his sullen look that he was not satisfied, and he was very much unsatisfied.
But it was understandable. A billionaire who drove luxury cars and lived in mansions, eating abalone, sea cucumber, and shark fin, probably would never eat these nutrition-less things.
Thinking about this, Shen Cheng had a mischievous idea, took a skewer of grilled meat, and extended it to Shi Yu’s lips with a naughty smile, "Take a bite."
Her voice, as gentle as water, sounded soothing to anyone who listened.
Shi Yu just gave her a glance, his handsome face shaded with a layer of dark disdain, his thin lips moved, "Take it away."
Indeed, still so principled.
Seeing that he wouldn’t eat, Shen Cheng curved her lips into a deeper smile, "Come on, eat!"
Shi Yu: "I won’t eat."
"I know, you want me to feed you," the woman teased with a curled lip, laughing seductively and enchantingly.
Shen Cheng gave him a look, bit off a piece from the skewer, held it in her mouth, and then brought her lips close to Shi Yu’s face.
The distance between them was only about three centimeters, close enough to feel each other’s warm breath.
Shen Cheng inched closer, approaching him even more.
Like a little fairy, with just such a gesture, she could easily entice away a person’s heart.
Shi Yu’s gaze began to burn with intensity, like a hungry wolf ready to devour the prey before him at any moment.
Suddenly, he raised his hand and firmly clasped her delicate face.
Shen Cheng was stunned; she only wanted him to eat, why was he touching her face?
Somehow, her heart began to thump wildly, beating uncontrollably.
Shi Yu narrowed his cool eyes, his hand slowly moving back, gliding through her hairline and gradually tightening his grip on the back of her head.
Lifting her head slightly, he leaned down, inching slowly closer to her...