Shen Xi did not go overboard with her questions and changed the topic. She happily shared with Li Yuan about receiving an invitation to participate in the China Film Festival next month.
Kun Lun and his people had the table set and ready.
Shen Xi was fascinated as she saw a patch of grass rose to act as a table. It finally settled by the wall, stopping steadily and precisely in front of her.
Kun Lun looked at her and said, "Ms. Shen, please press the button on your left."
Shen Xi pressed on a raised spot beside her. The surface of the table opened to reveal another table. On top of the table was a pot that was steaming. Her eyes widened in surprise. "Coconut chicken soup!"
Kun Lun smiled. "Please enjoy your meal, and feel free to call me if you require anything."
He retreated after he finished talking.
Shen Xi could not hold back her laughter as she watched Kun Lun act like a real waiter. "Brother, this is too formal!"
