The private room at Po Restaurant was quite unique; the walls were all holographic projections, with dream-like blue light flowing over the long dining table, creating a gorgeous atmosphere in the whole room.
But the same problem remained... too dark.
Aside from the illuminated table, most places were shrouded in darkness, making the three people sitting there appear somewhat hazy.
Zhou Wang leaned in to listen but only heard the low, slow music echoing throughout the restaurant, and Chen He asking Ji Xiaoxi if she wanted ice in her drink... He couldn’t hear the so-called "inner voice."
After reviewing the instructions for the prop again, Zhou Wang realized he had overlooked one word,
which was "intense emotional state."
That meant if people’s emotions weren’t fluctuating, he couldn’t hear their inner voices.
Just then, the waiter began serving dishes. Three types of pre-dinner bread, smeared with wagyu butter, Zhou Wang tried a small bite and tossed it aside... He wasn’t too fond of bread and desserts.
Then came the delicate appetizers, three small items on a long plate: a wagyu spring roll, a crabmeat tartare, and a yuzu macaroon.
Though the portions were barely enough to fill a tooth gap, the presentation was impressive, especially appealing to women; Ji Xiaoxi couldn’t resist taking out her phone to snap pictures.
Zhou Wang’s personal favorite was still the Boston lobster with cauliflower from the appetizers, not because it tasted extraordinary, but because the sensation of eating a large chunk of meat was always satisfying.
Before the main course, the waiter returned to pour each of them a glass of Rioja red wine to go with the following main dish.
"Do I have to drink?"
Ji Xiaoxi hesitantly asked at this moment.
"Miss, a moderate consumption of red wine will stimulate your taste buds and make the upcoming M7 sirloin steak even more delicious..."
Listening to the waiter’s persuasion, Ji Xiaoxi picked up the wine glass, clinking it with Chen He and Zhou Wang, but hesitated again before taking only a small sip.
"I can’t get drunk, I must not get drunk this time, Ji Xiaoxi, don’t do anything stupid again!"
"Huh?"
"Mr. Zhou, is something wrong?"
Chen He looked over, puzzled.
"Oh, nothing..."
It was only then Zhou Wang realized he had heard Ji Xiaoxi’s inner voice...
Her inner thoughts were quite loud and even had a 3D surround sound effect, which genuinely startled Zhou Wang.
Glancing at Ji Xiaoxi’s face, which betrayed no expression, Zhou Wang couldn’t help but chuckle. Without "Ari’s Magic Conch," who would have guessed the turmoil beneath the girl’s calm exterior...
After finishing the Australian steak, the featured dessert here was served last, a chef-crafted "Mystery of the Ocean."
The blue shell-shaped cookie, when lightly poked, released a flow of what seemed to be white ice cream.
This scene clearly triggered some memory for Zhou Wang, as he laughed and remarked, "Didn’t expect so much water inside, what a mystery of the ocean... indeed, you can’t judge a book by its cover!"
If Zhou Wang had left off the last five words, it wouldn’t have mattered much, but adding them made it too obvious.
Chen He found it puzzling, assuming Zhou Wang misspoke, so he didn’t dwell on it, but Ji Xiaoxi’s expression changed immediately.
The images she had suppressed deep in her heart suddenly took over her mind, as a blush of embarrassed red spread across her cheeks, Zhou Wang also heard her chaotic inner voice,
"What is he saying... How could there be such a shameless person, that night he clearly took all the advantage, even my first kiss... so annoying, why do I feel strange every time I think about that night... here it goes again!"
Zhou Wang instinctively looked at Ji Xiaoxi and saw her sitting up straight as if uneasy.
"I’m dying, once again I have *desire, why is this happening, do I have some illness..."
"Pfft!"
Zhou Wang couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
What the heck!
Turns out Ji Xiaoxi didn’t know she was using "Water Magic," she thought she had *desire.
Still, Zhou Wang was quite astonished.
That was actually Ji Xiaoxi’s first kiss...
No wonder it was so awkward, yet there was a kind of exhilarating beauty to it.
Although he wondered how Chen He could be so restrained—being together for almost six months and hadn’t even made it to first base—Zhou Wang... could only silently thank the gift of nature.
"Mr. Zhou, are you okay?"
Chen He asked, puzzled by Zhou Wang’s inexplicable laughter.
Zhou Wang had seemed odd since earlier, but Chen He didn’t know what the problem was.
Meanwhile, Ji Xiaoxi, instinctively thought Zhou Wang was mocking her performance that day, and felt even more ashamed and humiliated.
"Mr. Zhou, I toast to you... Xiaoxi, join us!"
Chen He’s sudden voice interrupted Ji Xiaoxi’s chaotic thoughts, and Zhou Wang, who was busy catching Ji Xiaoxi’s inner voice, didn’t hear anything.
He raised his glass to clink with Chen He, expecting Ji Xiaoxi might not join, but after hesitating briefly, Ji Xiaoxi did pick up her glass, and to Chen He’s shock, emptied the wine in one gulp.
"Xiaoxi, you..."
"I’m fine, I just suddenly felt like drinking, could you pour me another glass?"
Having drunk too quickly, Ji Xiaoxi choked a bit, but she wiped her lips and surprisingly smiled, offering her glass to Chen He for a refill.