"What are you hesitating for?"
The leader of the gourmet club's words echoed in Lei Zhe's mind for a long time.
Thud, thud!
The female assistant knocked on the door, then pushed it open and placed a small, exquisite dinner on the table, whispering, "Sir, it's time for dinner!"
"Dinner?"
Lei Zhe sat down at the table, picked up the knife and fork, cut a small piece of the fragrant roasted steak, and chewed it in his mouth.
"We have prepared it with the best fantasy beef as you requested..."
Staring at Lei Zhe's face, the assistant had only gotten this far when Lei Zhe suddenly frowned.
"Ugh!"
He spat out, and the chewed steak fell onto the white porcelain plate. Lei Zhe grabbed a napkin to wipe his mouth and said expressionlessly, "I can't eat."
The assistant tentatively said, "You haven't eaten properly in three days."
"I said I can't eat!"
Finally, Lei Zhe became irritable.
"Eating, to maintain bodily functions, is necessary."
"I said I can't eat!"
Boom.
