Li Shengxiao took the menu she handed over and passed it directly to the waiter, his voice low and enchanting, "That will be all, serve us please."
Although the waiter was male, he couldn't help but give him a few extra glances before asking quietly, "Okay, what kind of broth would you like?"
The distinguished man glanced at Rong Yan, clearly leaving the decision up to her.
The waiter also looked at her, but since Rong Yan was wearing a duckbill cap, he didn't recognize her as a celebrity, "Madam, we have clear oil and olive oil, both spicy and mild options, as well as split pots. Which would you prefer?"
"A split pot," Rong Yan pondered, propping her chin, whether to choose the clear oil or the pricier olive oil.
The man sitting next to her didn't hesitate to tell the waiter, "A spicy pot."
"Alright."
As the waiter was about to jot it down on the menu, Rong Yan quickly interjected, "We'll have the split pot, the olive oil split pot, thank you!"