My Killing President

Chapter 57 Story

“Hahaha Mr. Mu, you finally admit it! I was just messing with you…HAHAHA!”

“……”

Watching her giggling like a baby made him laughed uncontrollably as well. He found this woman

deeply fascinating and she also had a pure, irresistible charm. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

He didn’t say anything else, nor did he ask for her opinion, and they just went on their way.

Soon after, they reached an eclectic western restaurant. Mu looked at the time, 9pm, perfect time for a

date.

The restaurant had a dimmed atmosphere with sensual candlelight, high beamed ceiling and luxurious

décor. Everything about it was beaming with romantic vibes. However for Annabelle, they just looked

wickedly expensive. All the better as long as Mu was paying.

The restaurant was fully booked, but when the manager saw Mu, they deferentially arranged a special

room for him. It seemed like he was an esteemed VIP here.

“Mr. Mu, this way please!” The manager personally came to led them to seat, it was a secluded table

for guests that preferred more privacy.

Mu sat himself down like a king, and Annabelle sat opposite him, trying her best to be transparent.

“Mr. Mu, please make yourself comfortable, we will take your orders shortly.” The manager maintained

a humbled posture when he left and Annabelle liked his deep soothing voice, it was like a lilting

xylophone.

It wasn’t difficult to tell that Mu often visits this place. In front of others, he always had this natural

pressuring presence and Annabelle observed the people served him timorously.

As soon as a waitress came over, Mu ordered, “Two Chateaubriand steak, medium rare, one Chateau

Lafite.”

And Annabelle saw her nervously jotting down, as if Mu was ordering human steak.

“……”

A Chateau Lafite for a simple dinner, despicable capitalist! But I won’t complain!

The waitress nodded, “Yes sir.”

Right before she turned away, Annabelle called out, “Wait a moment please!”

“Yes miss?”

“Medium well for the steaks please!”

“Ok got it!”

Mu looked at her with mixed feelings, “Medium rare is perfection…”

“Too bloody for me, I like it medium well.”

Annabelle gave an I-couldn’t-care-less reply but Mu noted in consideration and remembered it by heart.

The whole restaurant was filled with lovers, relishing their romantic candlelight date. And Annabelle felt

edgy that she was being there with Mu.

Mu however, was pleasantly satisfied; everything was exactly how he wanted!

“How was it? Was your evening productive?”

“Very!”

“So you already have an idea?”

“Nope~”

“……”

Mu realized that this woman can always leave him at loss of words, and he found her amusing. What

he didn’t realize was that her unique character and mysterious charm had pulled him closer every time

they met.

“So you wasted an entire evening…”

“Not at all. An investment in knowledge always pays the best interest – Benjamin Franklin!”

Before Mu could say anything, the waitress came with a fancy trolley, “Mr. Mu, your dishes are ready!”

And she meticulously served and arranged the food and poured their wine.

“Please enjoy your meal!” And she excused herself.

The two of them stopped chatting and indulged themselves in the appetizing food.

The steak was an inch thick, nearly a foot wide. Crosshatched from the grill and lay in seductive

succulence. The aroma was driving Annabelle crazy and one bite she was in heaven! The sensation

when crushed between upper and lower molar, as the rich flavor, tenderness and juiciness all exploded

together, COMPLETE BLISS!

Annabelle enjoyed her dinner very very much. Top notched food and services, it must be painfully

expensive, and Annabelle enjoyed even more knowing that. Two years ago she didn’t get to rip him off

and now, he himself forced her to. Life can be humorous sometime!

Looking at how Annabelle was constantly giggling, Mu too, was made delightful.

“What are you thinking?”

Annabelle quickly hid her giggle and acted indifferent, “Nothing!”

Annabelle gave Mu an impression of always being secretive and mysterious, like a woman with history.

And he couldn’t help but being drawn in closer and closer…