Song Chen felt an indescribable sense of joy.
Six years ago, he was just a tool for Jing Zhen and a shadow of Chu Cichen!
Whether it was Jing Zhen, Shen Ruojing, or Chu Cichen, they were all so high above him, unreachable...
But now, he had become Chu Cichen.
And Chu Cichen had turned into this poor, penniless boy.
This feeling was simply exhilarating!
Shen Ruojing kept staring at "Song Chen." He quickly brought over several plates of crayfish and stood by their side. After that, he took off his white gloves, put on disposable gloves, and began to peel the crayfish for them, plate by plate.
Spicy crayfish, garlic crayfish, salted egg yolk crayfish...
There were all kinds of flavors. "Chu Cichen" had ordered five portions of crayfish. While eating them, he even said to Shen Ruojing, "The crayfish dishes are the best-seller in this restaurant, Jingjing. When you were abroad, didn't you miss Chinese cuisine the most? Come on, eat..."
