"Murong, you can’t fool me," Yuan Chen powered on. "I know everything about you, you can't deceive me. You’ve asked this man to pretend to be your boyfriend."

Murong had had enough of him. Suddenly, she turned her head, grabbed Ye Fei's face, and pressed her delicate lips to his.

Ye Fei’s mouth went numb. It was difficult to describe how delicate and soft Murong's lips were, how fragrant and intoxicating her breath.

Ye Fei felt as if a giant was holding up a huge axe to chop his brain to bits. His consciousness swelled, easily breaching the narrow boundaries of his body, rapidly spread out.

The whole restaurant!

The whole city!

This kiss.. was the whole world!

This wasn’t the end. After his consciousness returned to his body, he suddenly realized that Murong had probably never kissed anyone before. Her clumsy tongue stirred gently, as if exploring something.

This extreme stimulation ignited the fires of Ye Fei's heart. A wonderful thrill swept his whole body.

Now his only wish was for this to last forever.

However, a wonderful moment is always short.

Pa!

The clatter of a broken glass snapped Ye Fei and Murong out of it.

Yuan Chen was so angry that his body was trembling. He forgot there was a glass in his hands, letting it fall to the ground.

Both Murong and Ye Fei flushed.

They both only had one thought: their first kiss had been stolen from them.

A waitress came by to sweep the shattered remains of the glass from around Yuan Chen and put three thick menus on the table.

Yuan Chen took a deep breath as he stared at Ye Fei with contempt. Although Murong had proven that Ye Fei was indeed her boyfriend by that kiss, in his mind Ye Fei was still a simple commoner.

"Well,” he said, “since you two are really lovers, I will not pester you anymore. Nevertheless, I still wish to invite you to afternoon tea. Mr. Ye, you are usually busy begging and have never been to a western restaurant. Murong, you are a hardworking police officer, so you probably haven’t had the time to sample western food. Today, I will let you taste what upper-class cuisine is."

Yuan Chen handed the menu to Ye Fei with a smile, "Go ahead, I'm paying."

Ye Fei smiled pleasantly and said, "I never did eat any upper-class food. Thank you for your gracious hospitality. I can finally try some expensive foods. But you mean it, right? You’re not joking?"

"Of course I mean it! Order whatever you wish. Today is my treat," Yuan Chen said with a smile. Looking at Murong, he thought to himself, “Why did you go and find such a hillbilly to be your boyfriend? Now I not only have to humiliate him, but you too. You think anyone could be your boyfriend? I’ll let him order whatever he wants, but after he’s ordered the food, will he even know how to eat it?”

"Since you are so gracious, I will not hesitate," Ye Fei smiled, knowing that Yuan Chen had already fallen into his trap. He called the waitress over and, without looking at the menu, said with a smile, "I’d like to start with one French escargot, please. Oh, no, make it three. I cannot eat alone, you guys should try it too."

Yuan Chen gulped. This guy actually ordered three French escargots! This kind of food was very expensive. A grim premonition that he was going to spend a lot of money that day dawned on Yuan Chen.

But on second thought, Ye Fei had probably just heard about escargot somewhere and wanted to try it, but would stick to more familiar things for his main course. This, Yuan Chen could still afford.

"After that, I’d like three dishes of foie gras and... three black pearl caviar salads. The foie gras must be from Strasbourg; the caviar must be from a Black Sea sturgeon."

Ye Fei did not even glance at the menu as he ordered all of that. Yuan Chen realized with dread that Ye Fei was an expert in French cuisine.

Foie gras from Strasbourg, black pearl caviar salad... These foods were sold by the gram. Yuan Chen didn't know what the exact prices were, but he knew they cost their weight in gold.

"Wait... make that just two of each. I... I eat this kind of food all the time and I’m already tired of it. Just give me a bowl of rice fried with eggs," Yuan Chen hurriedly said.

"That's not right!” Ye Fei exclaimed with fake alarm. “The guests eat good food while the master eats a bowl of fried rice? We can’t have that!”

"No, it's okay, really. I’ve already eaten, in fact. I just don’t have much of an appetite."

The restaurant was air-conditioned, but Yuan Chen kept wiping sweat from his brow. Since he had said this meal was his treat, he certainly could not back away now.

Ye Fei kept smiling. "All right, then. I’d also like two Australian imperial lobsters and two sea urchins. That's all, I think."

Ye Fei saw the cold sweat on Yuan Chen's forehead and thought, "You want to humiliate me? I’ve been to France! Now you’ll see how much I can eat."

Murong was quite astonished herself. She had no idea Ye Fei was so well-versed in French cuisine. She had never even heard of most of these dishes.

Seeing Yuan Chen’s embarrassment, Murong giggled and deliberately said, "Ye Fei, it's so much! Can we eat it all?"

Ye Fei threw up his hands, "Why not? You forget, I can eat tons! Besides, if we can’t finish it all, we can ask the waiter to put the leftovers in a doggy bag and take them home. These foods are really expensive, we can’t let them go to waste."