Before he arrived, Ye Wanlan had already added an extra chair by her side, and Darian "slapped" down onto it.
The moment he sat down, Darian began to complain, "Ah, Sister Lan, you have no idea, I never attend the entertainment activities hosted by the Heritage Center just because I really dislike the dinners they prepare—they are so unpalatable!"
Normally, he is so busy that he would rather prolong his life with nutritional supplements than touch those hard-to-swallow foods.
During his years studying at Shenzhou University, he had become quite particular about the Shenzhou cuisine.
"It's Sister Lan who understands me, I love barbecue the most." Darian rolled up his sleeves and casually grabbed a skewer of grilled meat, "Delicious, truly delicious."
"..."
His was the only sound of chewing at the entire table; everyone else seemed to have turned into statues, and even time had stopped.