Wei Anning couldn't see his face, so naturally she had no idea what he was thinking. When she heard his reply, she nodded, "I know, I know. Even if the Di'ao Group collapses, that luxurious restaurant in Marseille will be enough for me to live worry-free for the rest of my life."
That luxury restaurant was indeed the most extravagant Western restaurant she had ever seen.
Leng Youchen lifted his hand and flicked her forehead lightly, "Speak properly."
Wei Anning rubbed her forehead, which stung from his flick.
"Do you like that restaurant?"
"Yes, I like it a lot. When we go to Marseille next time, take me there again. I absolutely love their caviar sushi and grilled eel. Oh my, just talking about it makes me drool." It was mealtime and Wei Anning couldn't help but swallow her saliva uncontrollably.
Leng Youchen, seeing her longing look, silently made a decision.