C79 It Was like the Taste of Love

Shen Yan sat in the supreme room, holding a three-page menu made of pure leather in her hand. It gave her a headache reading it. The dishes were all English names. She did not know either. Whether they were delicious or not, the price at the back almost made her mouth open wide in embarrassment.

Shen Yan frowned and looked at it for a long time. Finally