I'm really rich

Chapter 68 "Liar."

There were not many people in the store, and the food came out not long after the order was placed.

One of them is Shen Mian's specially ordered sweet and sour mandarin fish, which is also the most popular signature dish of this restaurant.

A burst of sweet and sour taste came into the nose, Shen Mian couldn't help sniffing it, and then satisfactorily picked up the chopsticks that Jiang Chen rinsed again with hot water.

But her eyes were not focused on the fish, but on a few cloves of garlic mixed in the thick soup.

When Shen Mian was a child, she especially liked to eat sweet and sour mandarin fish, but there was only one thing that made her feel very worried:

That is, whether it is at home or in a restaurant, the chef always adds garlic to the sweet and sour mandarin fish she eats to enhance the flavor.

While eating, the scattered white tender fish meat and white garlic are mixed in the thick dark soup, it is really difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Shen Mian had mistaken garlic for fish several times, until she took a bite, and the strong garlic smell filled her mouth.

Even pouring two glasses of water can't suppress the taste.

Later, she got used to it. Every time she ate sweet and sour fish, she would pick out the garlic before the fish was mixed into the soup.

At this moment, the same is true for Shen Mian, she held up her chopsticks and was about to make a move.

But before he could reach out his hand, he found that Jiang Chen had already pinched away one of the cloves of garlic.

Shen Mian's right hand just stopped in mid-air, and she took it back after a while.

He picked petal by petal slowly, but he didn't put it into his own bowl, but put it on an empty plate beside him.

Shen Mian was about to ask him if he didn't eat garlic, but Wen Yanzhi opened his mouth suspiciously first: "Why did you take all the garlic away, sweet and sour mandarin fish has no garlic flavor, so it has no soul."

Jiang Chen replied calmly: "I don't like it."

"You don't like garlic?" Wen Yanzhi recalled it for a while, and became even more puzzled, "Why, didn't garlic be put in the fish dish last time when we ate, why didn't you..."

Wen Yanzhi's gaze swept over Shen Mian who was beside him, and he stopped abruptly before he finished speaking.

He seemed to understand something.

Wen Yanzhi seems to know Jiang Chen very well, and his memories don't sound like fakes, so it proves that Jiang Chen was not a person who couldn't bear the smell of garlic.

Then he took away all the garlic at this moment because...

Shen Mian was stunned for a moment, and soon suddenly realized.

She bit her chopsticks lightly, turned her head and asked with a smile, "How do you know I don't like garlic?"

Jiang Chen's eyes sank slightly, but the movement of his hands didn't stop. While continuing to pick up the last clove of garlic, he said calmly, "You said that when we ate barbecue last time."

Shen Mian remembered that when ordering that time, the waiter asked her if she had any taboos, and she just said casually not to eat garlic.

Unexpectedly, he remembered it.

Shen Mian was very moved, and couldn't help but want to sigh with emotion at his memory.

On the opposite side, Wen Yanzhi sneered slightly, then picked up the cup at the side, and drank it unhurriedly.

Shen Mian looked over in doubt, and was about to ask him why he was laughing, but Jiang Chen suddenly said: "Eat."

"Okay." Shen Mian frowned, and was instantly distracted, she reached out and picked up a piece of white and tender fish and put it into the bowl.

Wen Yanzhi looked at Shangjiang Chen with menacing eyes, and while Shen Mian lowered his head to eat the fish, his eyes were smiling, his thin lips were slightly parted, and he silently uttered two words with his mouth.

Jiang Chen understood, he was saying——

"fraud."

(End of this chapter)