Spend Money on Goddess, Use more! Gain more! Chapter 291 197: Shen Mumu's Deliberate Temptation, Wu Wei E

Wu Wei turned his head and glanced at her.

This little green tea isn't at a low level, she's at least a "Tea Master" level.

Although it's quite interesting to have this back-and-forth tug-of-war with her, it does require a bit more caution.

After all, Shen Mumu isn't the "goddess" identified by the system, and he can't use the favorability cheat to peek into her true thoughts.

This seemingly sweet and enticing flower in front of him has a mind shrouded in fog, her true intentions obscured.

This haze adds excitent and fun to the ga, but it undoubtedly also increases uncertainty and risk.

So while playing gas with her is fine, one mustn't miss a beat.

Monts later, the two arrived at their destination.

This light al restaurant is quite upscale, with a Western minimalist style decor, mainly black, white, and gray, accented by warm yellow lighting and greenery, giving it a stylish yet not overly cold feeling.

The heating in the store was turned up high, and as soon as they entered, a wave of warmth hit them, forming a stark contrast with the cold outside.

Guided by the waiter, they settled into a cozy window seat.

After sitting down, Wu Wei took off his coat directly, but Shen Mumu didn't make any move.

At this mont, the waiter handed over the nu.

Wu Wei took it and flipped it open, his eyes scanning the prices—they weren't cheap, indeed.

The signature dishes were mostly in the three-digit range, and the drinks were quite costly.

He looked up at Shen Mumu, and a thought crossed his mind: this little green tea invited him here, perhaps thinking a cheap restaurant would make him disdainful. Did she calculate that with her looks and ans, he'd definitely be the one to foot the bill?

Wu Wei wanted to test her.

He imdiately said to the waiter, "One signature Red House steak, dium rare, one Boston lobster, one pan-seared duck breast, and two glasses of freshly squeezed cranberry juice."

These three dishes along with the drinks, Red House steak 688, lobster 358, duck breast 188, juice 118.

Added together, it had already surpassed a thousand.

After ordering, Wu Wei looked at Shen Mumu, "Had a tough workout today, need to replenish so quality protein."

Shen Mumu's long eyelashes barely perceptibly quivered for a mont.

Each dish na Wu Wei reported felt like a tiny invisible hamr lightly tapping on her heart.

She maintained her sweet smile, but her fingers unconsciously tightened around the edge of the nu, quickly calculating the accumulating numbers in her mind.

At the sa ti, a thought surfaced: he ordered so many expensive dishes... he probably doesn't plan on having pay, right?

After all, he's so wealthy, this al ans nothing to him; he'll certainly be gentlemanly and take care of the bill.

Thinking this, she imdiately relaxed.

However, to maintain her image as being "considerate" and "not materialistic," Shen Mumu, after taking the nu, only glanced quickly, and pointed at a cheaper salad in the price column, softly saying to the waiter, "I'll have the green apple chicory salad."

Then, she turned to Wu Wei, "I have a small appetite, a salad is enough, and as dancers, we have to constantly control our weight and body fat, can't eat too much at night."

"Understood."

Wu Wei nodded with a smile.

The dishes were served quickly.

The presentation was very exquisite, the steak's color was enticing, the lobster was bright red and glossy, and the salad was colorful, tempting under the warm yellow light.

Shen Mumu's face showed an expression of surprise and admiration, "Wow, it looks delicious."

Seeing the waiter leave, Shen Mumu, now sweaty from the heat, finally took off her down jacket.

Only then did Wu Wei notice that Shen Mumu was wearing a light cal low-cut cashre sweater after her shower.

The neckline was perfectly done, not too exposed to appear indecent, yet clearly outlining her graceful collarbone and the faintly visible beautiful cleavage.

The soft lighting shone on her fair skin and the sweater's delicate texture, exuding a warm and sexy allure.

But she seed completely unaware, just focused on neatly arranging her removed down jacket, carefully placing it over the armrest of the nearby chair.

Her leaning motion perfectly allowed Wu Wei an unobstructed view of the beautiful scenery.

Wu Wei was surprised to find that Shen Mumu indeed had quite a figure.

Though not as impressive as senior or Han Kexin, compared to Sun Yi, she was about the sa.

And Sun Yi was much shorter, with a smaller fra, so she looked better in terms of numbers.

After all, B itself isn't small.

It's worth noting, most of the Victoria's Secret models do not reach this letter.

Yet, you wouldn't feel they were only A on the runway.

After placing her coat aside, Shen Mumu seed unaware she had inadvertently been in a semi-revealing state in front of Wu Wei, picking up her phone to take photos of the delicious dishes.

Wu Wei looked her up and down.

This little green tea, that move just now was definitely intentional.

She wanted him to see.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have waited until she was sweaty to start taking off her coat after the waiter left.

After taking a few food pictures, Shen Mumu naturally switched to selfie mode, slightly leaning towards Wu Wei, raising her phone, her voice carrying a hint of excitent and intimacy, "Shall we take a photo together? To commorate you teaching fitness today, and our first al together."

She leaned in close, a faint fresh scent wafted over.