Even though it wasn't a milestone birthday for Bai Lei, he was likely just inviting close friends and family. Still, a street food like malatang was hardly refined enough for the occasion.
Bai Lei: It's my birthday, my rules.
Shen Lu: I can bring the malatang machine, but not the ingredients.
Bai Lei: Fish balls? Can you just bring some fish balls? Yours are the best. I can't find any as good as yours anywhere else.
Bai Lei: [PleadingKitten.jpg]
'Trying to act cute?'
That wouldn't work on Shen Lu.
'She was a cold, heartless woman.'
Shen Lu: The ingredients are a definite no. I can lend my skills, at most. You'll have to provide the ingredients to avoid any unnecessary trouble.
If one of the guests got sick after eating, there would definitely be an investigation. Shen Lu knew she couldn't withstand that kind of scrutiny, so she nipped the possibility in the bud.
Bai Lei wheedled for ages, but Shen Lu remained completely unmoved.
