Yu Zexiao turned around, hugged her and gave her a kiss: "My dear wife is truly amazing! In such a short time, you’ve made the place look so beautiful!"
"Zexiao." Jian Anning dodged to the side, signaling that there were several people watching and they shouldn’t be so openly affectionate.
Yu Zexiao made it convenient, waving his hand to have the two leave quickly.
The two assistants, understanding the situation, promptly and willingly exited.
Just as they left, the dinner Jian Anning ordered was immediately brought up.
However, it was stopped by security at the door: "Sorry, you can’t go in right now."
"I am an employee of the Champs Elysees Restaurant, and these are the dishes ordered by Miss Jian inside. I’m here to deliver the meal."
Even though he explained, the two bodyguards at the door still dutifully stopped him: "Sorry, without permission from inside, we can’t let you in, I..."
It was Jian Anning who, upon hearing this, directly allowed the person to come in.
Only then did the bodyguards let him through, and they saw the person wearing a neat uniform, pushing a small cart. On the cart were two items covered with large round lids, which must be tonight’s meal.
Yu Zexiao was amazed. This outfit would be perfectly normal at a luxury hotel or upscale restaurant. But here it was, inside a hospital! This feeling, how to put it—was a bit strange, but more so intriguing?
He glanced back at Jian Anning. At this moment, Yu Zexiao was still wearing a cap and large sunglasses to avoid recognition, so Jian Anning wasn’t worried about him being noticed. The server pushed in the cart, and there happened to be a small table in the room, already laid with a light-colored tablecloth, ready for their meal to be placed on.
Moreover, for some atmosphere, she even started playing soft music in the room—decorating the ward as if it were a "proposal scene"—immediately making Yu Zexiao find it quite amusing.
Yu Zexiao’s eyes sparkled, watching the server perform magic-like layers, taking out dish after dish from the cart, even including red wine! He was stunned: "Anning, you’re impressive!"
"Hungry? Let’s eat first." Jian Anning smiled. She’s in Canada, and Western cuisine was second nature to her, naturally no big deal.
The first served were two appetizers, foie gras and caviar. This was one of Yu Zexiao’s favorite appetizers. The fatty foie gras topped with shimmering black sturgeon caviar still tasted good even after being transported from afar, maintaining a warm texture.
Having been busy all day, Yu Zexiao tasted a bite, letting the foie gras melt in his mouth with its silky smoothness spreading. The caviar, with its slightly fishy taste diminished by the adjacent lemon, left only a faintly sweet, springy sensation in his mouth.
Following that, two soups were served, mushroom chicken soup. For Jian Anning, although the previous dish tasted excellent, she was on her period, making these soups more comforting to her abdomen. Taking a sip, a warm sensation filled her belly like a surge of heat flowing through.
Sorry, I’ve been revising all day today, which delayed the update. I’ll have a few more Chapters out later, and I’ll try to write more tomorrow.