Sweet Medicines
Chapter 61

Uncle Yu Gangan stared intently into Fang Zihan's eyes.

People often say that people with low IQs are generally good-looking, and good-looking people do not tend to have high IQs. From the looks of it, this is true.

So, his smile towards Fang Zihan became more friendly, “Come, do not hold back, eat and drink wine. ”

He drank two glasses of wine and handed one to Fang Zihan.

Fang Zihan picked up the glass and placed it back in Lazy Susan emotionlessly on his face.

He then put one hand behind Yu Gangan's chair and said in class style, “I only drink red wine when I eat seafood. ”

The old aunt and He Wanxin looked at each other and rolled their eyes in ridicule.

If uncle Yu Gangan did not give them a warning, they would laugh out loud. Why was he acting cool by talking about drinking red wine?

Yu Gangan placed her hand on her forehead. Fang Zihan must have thought that this food table was a time bomb, so everything he did was deliberate. But, Yu Gangan had no idea what he was actually doing.

Compared to him, his IQ still felt a little lacking.

After all, it has a brain and appearance.

At that moment, a waitress walked in and handed over the drinks and food menu to Fang Zhihan.

Yu Gangan turned around and looked at Fang Zihan. His views contained feelings of warning, confusion, and questions.

But, Fang Zihan did not seem to notice as he asked, "What do you want to eat? This restaurant has a new black truffle transported by air, do you want one serving? ”

Her voice was deep, thick, and charming.

Yu Gangan opened her eyes wide without a sound.

He really doesn't know what to say. After all, his uncle was an old calculus fox. If Fang Zihan made a single misstep, then he would be forced to pay the bill.

Just thinking about it made his heart ache.

Next to them, He Wanxin immediately called out, "I'll have one as well. ”

The black truffle was from France; it was insanely expensive. Since Yu Gangan paid the bill, it would be futile not to have it.

The waiter smiled and immediately recorded the order. He then asked Fang Zihan what red wine he wanted.

Fang Zihan's eyes twitched slightly as he closed the menu. He then said to the waiter, “Mouton. ”

The waiter froze in surprise. He originally wanted to say something, but Fang Zihan narrowed his eyes. His shocking and majestic presence was so cold and powerful that he immediately nodded his head and turned to leave.

After the maid left the room, she immediately ran looking for her manager. His face was red as he said frantically, "Manager, Manager ... The client just ordered a bottle of Chateau Mouton Rothschild, should we serve it?"

The manager's eyes lit up like he had reached gold, “Ya, of course. Quickly, take care of the room and make sure they return home happy. They are our VIPs. ”

"Yes yes," the waiter replied cheerfully, his smile almost extending from ear to ear.

He then went to pick up the wine as quickly as possible and took it to the room. Before he opened it, he asked Fang Zihan, “Dear customers, this is Mouton you ordered. Should I open it now? "

Fang Zhihan nodded.

The old uncle focused his gaze on the wine bottle.

He rethinks the drink menu and remembers that the choice is quite comprehensive. After all, this is the most expensive seafood restaurant in the city and wines range from a few hundred thousand to several million yuan.

The most expensive wines were all imported from abroad, but he had no recollection of seeing 'Mouton'.

The wine label was messy and wasteful; from the looks of it, it did not look expensive.

Moreover, the name sounded very old and limped like a cheap domestic beer. So, the old uncle assumed the price range was only a few hundred yuan.

From the looks of it, Fang Zihan did not reject his Dong Wine because he did not like drinking it. He didn't drink it because it was too expensive and he knew he couldn't pay the bill if he drank too much.