Jiang Zheyu slowly took a sip of her coffee, then set down the spoon.
"This is awful. Not good at all." Jiang Zheyu frowned, feigning complete dislike.
Jiang Zheyu was clearly acting, but to Si Yu, it seemed she genuinely found the coffee distasteful.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly raised a hand. The clerk hurried over and presented the menu. "Esteemed female, our shop offers a wide variety of coffees. Whatever flavor you desire, we will do our utmost to accommodate you."
Si Yu looked at her. "See if there's anything you like. If not, just tell him what you want, and they'll brew a new cup for you on the spot."
Jiang Zheyu: ...
'Uh, they can just brew a new kind of coffee? It's not like he owns this shop. Does he think he can just do whatever he wants?'
The thought had barely formed in her mind when the clerk beside them eagerly confirmed Si Yu's words. "That's right, esteemed female. Whatever flavor you'd like, we can create a new blend for you."
