As soon as LuXingzhou finished his words, Qin Yan opened the lid of the plate, and a faint fragrance came out, just as what Jiang canglan had smelled before, but it had become very thin, not as strong as before.

　　"Go ahead," said Langston flatly.

　　The waiter, who was caught by the name, glanced at him and said in a trembling voice, "it, it was Mr. Terence who ordered me to add these strange condiments secretly and then sent them into this room. I really don't know anything, but follow his orders!"

　　Greg stared at him angrily, "don't sling mud at me. Do you have any evidence to prove that...