
"It smells so good." Diane took a deep breath and her face was slightly red. "The buffet meal is too western. Everything looks so beautiful, but it doesn't taste good enough."
"There's a reason why our food is famous, you know?" Ethan laughs.
Just as Ethan was talking, someone started knocking on their door.
Ethan gets up and opens the door to see Lance standing outside.
"Who are you looking for?"
Lance raised his eyebrows slightly due to the scent that hit his nostrils the moment the door opened. He suddenly felt a little hungry now.
After learning that his food was poisoned, he dared not eat anything. It was hard for him not to feel hungry when he smelled the smell of instant noodles in the room.
"I want to ask you how you knew the food was poisoned."
Ethan, at Lance, then at some of the guards behind Lance.
"You should have asked why those people didn't find," Ethan said calmly.
The faces of the bodyguards turned red in embarrassment and did not know how to respond.
Their recklessness cost one of their comrades, and nearly caused Lance to die in the restaurant.
Now that Ethan questioned them in front of Lance, they felt completely shocked.
"I'm asking you now!" Lance's voice grew deeper and exuded as if Ethan was his subordinate.
Ethan is not bothered by his questions and cannot even be bothered to say anything else. He started pushing the closing door again and Lance quickly reached the hand to end it.
"You're not polite!"
"I'm a guest!"
"You're some guests" Ethan snorted. He slammed the door shut and did not care about Lance.
Lance's expression was live-streamed. No one ever dared to talk to him like that.
"Mr Lance," the guards were furious. "This guy is too arrogant! We're gonna break the door down!"
"Stop!" Spear him. "Don't act rashly."
Because Ethan can find a poison that his bodyguards cannot find, it means Ethan cannot be found by ordinary people. No one knew what survived on this voyage at all, but someone definitely wanted to kill him.
"You can all go," Lance said as he said to his bodyguards.
"But..."
"It's okay, it's safe with him here."
Lance reached out to knock on the door again.
Door opens with cracks.
"What do you eat?" Lance didn't ask about what happened before. His nose was slightly wrinkled and he was already staring into the room. "It smells great. I couldn't eat anything just now."
Without waiting for Ethan to say anything, he goes into the room.
Ethan looked at her in annoyance and snorted loudly when he saw Lance staring at the instant pickled vegetable noodles on the table.
"It's not a good thing, you know?"
"Do you have any more?"
Lance tried his best to remain calm, but he could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
Then his stomach started to grow again.
"Yes," Diane couldn't help but laugh and she picked up another bowl from the suitcase. "But you may not be used to this taste."
He looks at Ethan to ask with his eyes if Lance can have noodles. He had heard Lance's stomach rumble clearly and was convinced that this poor man was too scared of the previous poisoning episode to eat anything on this yacht.
Ethan doesn't mind, so Diane gives him instant noodles and points to an electric kettle. Add the hot water and let it soak for three minutes, then you can eat it."
Lance frosting's. He doesn't know how to do all this.
Diane laughed and took back the instant noodles from him. He tore off the packaging, poured all the herbs, walked into the kettle and poured hot water. In a short time, the scent started to come out of the bowl and Lance's eyes became big.