Chapter 15


    Sylvia, who was originally happy, changed her mood when she saw Henry.


    Oh, no, I forgot to tell him not toe back tonight! Oh, what should I do? In this way, if this girl


    finds out the truth, it will be awkward!


    Sylvia got up from the dining table with a pale face and walked toward Henry.


    Seeing Sylvia''s pale face, Henry asked with concern, "President Lin, are you feeling okay?"


    "No!" Sylvia whispered to Henry in a serious tone. "Also, don''t call me President Lin. I told my friend


    that you are an artist who met me at an exhibition. Do you understand?"


    Hearing this, Henry couldn''t help butugh.


    "What''s funny?" Sylvia''s small hands pinched Henry''s arm, and her beautiful big eyes showed a


    strong warning. "Don''tugh! y along or you will be in trouble!"


    "OK, OK!" Henry quickly let her go and gestured. "Sylvia, don''t worry. I will never reveal myself!"


    After hearing Henry''s words, Sylvia looked much better, and at the same time, she also showed a


    touch of tenderness on her face, trying not to let her best friend see it.


    Henry noticed Sylvia''s lovely appearance and felt extremely satisfied. As long as she was a woman,


    she had vanity. Who didn''t want her husband to be a prince charming? President Lin was no


    exception.


    Just as she finished, the short-haired woman in the kitchen came out with a te of exquisite


    pastries.


    "Ah! This is Henry, right?" The woman put the cake on the table and walked towards him.


    Henry, who was still grinning a second ago, changed his attitude at this moment. He straightened


    his back and took the initiative to reach out to his hand. "Hello, I am Henry. To be honest, you are


    the most beautiful woman I have ever seen besides my wife."


    Henry''s words were so simr to a western gentleman''s manners. He nced at the short-haired


    woman and was sure that she was living abroad beforeing back.


    As expected, the short-haired woman was amused by Henry''s words. She reached out and shook


    hands with him. "Mr. Zhang, you are really nice. My name is Mn, Sylvia''s best friend."


    "I often hear Sylvia talk about you." Henry just grabbed the second joint of the four fingers of Mn.


    "Mr. Zhang, Sylvia said that you are good at art and proficient in the culture of various countries.


    Sure enough, your western etiquette is more standard than the nobility I have ever seen. Sit please,


    food will be ready in a minute."


    After that, Mn turned around walked toward the kitchen leaving the fragrance scent behind her.


    Henry and Sylvia sat at the dining table and looked at the confusion in the woman''s eyes. Henry


    took the initiative to exin, "I took part in this kind of training when I was a waiter in the French


    restaurant."


    All the delicacies were served on the table by Mn. Henry had seen more than 20 kinds of raw


    Consort.


    "I haven''t eaten this for a long time," Henry said delightedly.


    Sylvia sat next to Henry, looking adorable when she looked at the dishes, though Henry was not


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    In addition to the oyster, the dishes served by Mn, beef, and whole duck, were exquisite, which


    made all of them hungry.


    "Mr. Zhang, I heard from Sylvia that you know a lot about French culture." After putting the whole


    te of duck on the table, Mn sat opposite Henry and Sylvia.


    Sylvia looked at the food on the table. Compared with the dishes made by Mn, the Dish Saint''s


    French restaurant was too low. Mn''s ting culture was more high-end. Henry was just a waiter,


    how could he get in touch with the ting culture? She was about to say that Henry was just a little


    involved, but Henry was quicker.


    "The French Pass is rich in variety. Look at these oysters in front of you. They should be fresh


    specially brought by Mn. After cooking, people can feel the charm of vors on top. But also, they


    have an endless aftertaste, but it is not suitable for the first dish. Presumably, Mn wanted to test


    me when she brought this te first."


    Henry smiled and looked at the te of beef. "The usual way is to mix beef with salt, pepper, and


    sauce. asionally, the egg will be mixed as well. However, Mn''s method is to add three to four


    quail eggs. The quail eggs here should be prepared to increase the taste. As for this duck, I think it


    should be ording to Sylvia''s taste. Otherwise, there shouldn''t be a duck in thisbination."


    As soon as Henry finished, he heard the apuse from Mn.


    "p! p! p!"


    "Mr. Zhang, I have to admit that your understanding of French food is really profound as Sylvia


    said."


    "Miss Mn, you tter me. I''m just a little familiar with it." he smiled slightly. He acted like a


    gentleman.


    Sylvia at the man beside her. Every movement of his was full of manners and every word he said


    was impable. She suspected that he wasn''t just the spineless man she knew. If he wore a suit


    and appeared in a high-ss ce, everyone would think that he was a noble from the west!


    As soon as Sylvia thought of this idea, she felt that her little hand under the table was surrounded


    by a warm encirclement. She looked at Henry, who winked at her as if to say, "How is it? I''m doing


    well, right?"


    Sylvia snorted, took out her little hand from Henry''s hand, and grabbed the duck on the table.


    Henry picked up a piece of beef, dipped it in mustard, and put it in his mouth. After three seconds,


    he began to chew.


    Sitting opposite to Henry, Mn''s movements were exactly the same as his. This was the most


    standard way to eat, and the most delicious way. Mn especially paid attention to Henry''s first


    move.


    During the meal, Sylvia asked Mn to talk about some women''s topics. While they were chatting


    happily, Mn suddenly asked Henry, "Mr. Zhang, I heard from Sylvia that you two met in an


    exhibition?"


    Sylvia''s heart beat faster. She didn''t expect that Mn would ask these questions. Henry was a


    waiter in a French restaurant. He knew something about French food and western etiquette, but


    what did he know about the art exhibition?


    "Mn, do you want also to know his social security number?" Sylvia joked.


    "Yes, that is exactly what I want to know, haha. I have to know how Henry managed to melt your


    frozen heart." Mn''s eyes were full of curiosity. She looked at Henry Zhang as she said.


    Sylvia reached out her greasy little hand and pulled Henry''s arm. She winked at him at an invisible


    angle and said, "Henry, ignore her."


    "Miss, President, you are not lying to me, right?" Mn put on a confused look.


    "Of course not!" Sylvia felt a little anxious. "We, we are..."