At this moment, there was a knock on the door from outside.
"Come in." Turstin Muller put down his cup and looked towards the door.
A pretty waitress walked in carrying a tray, a sweet smile on her face.
"Sir, Ma'am, here are egg noodles from our restaurant as a gift. Please enjoy."
The waitress placed down two bowls of noodles and stepped back out politely.
"Thank you." Smelling the egg noodles in front of him, Turstin Muller smiled at Valentine Teller and said, "Why do these egg noodles seem more appetizing than the steak?"
"Yes, they smell so good!"
Valentine smiled too.
It really smells delightful.
She picked up her chopsticks to taste them, and the flavor was surprisingly similar to the noodles she made herself, much better than the egg noodles from regular noodle shops, truly delicious!
Eating the egg noodles, Valentine Teller couldn't help but think of a person she shouldn't be thinking about.
