To indulge in this lavish dim sum breakfast, Yun Ran even skipped her own breakfast, coming with an empty stomach prepared for a feast.
"Sister Zhao, didn't you invite me for dim sum? When will it be served? I'm starving. I've been waiting since last night. I didn't even have breakfast today and rushed over here."
Zhao Mingzhu: …
Raised abroad, she was used to the directness of foreigners but had never encountered someone as candid as Yun Ran.
It was almost as if she outright declared she was here just for a meal, and not just any meal, but to eat her money's worth.
Zhao Mingzhu's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of teasing as if she had thought of something.
"I'll have it served right away. Today, whatever you want to eat, we'll make sure you've had enough."
The Zhao Family's private club for entertaining guests certainly had the confidence to make such a promise, offering anything legally obtainable.
