The Bentley drove all the way to the university town and stopped at the entrance of the food street. Under the cover of the night and the fact that the luxury car was entirely black, although it caught the side glance of a few students, it wasn’t too conspicuous. The driver opened the car door for them, and Su Xingyu and Lu Shifeng got out of the car. "This is the place." Su Xingyu said to Lu Shifeng, somewhat apprehensively watching his reaction. The food street was bustling with activity. It was around nine in the evening, and many students came for a late-night snack, the place was packed, and the aroma of food mixed with the scent of frying wafted through the air, occasionally accompanied by shouts: "Come, come, Xinjiang lamb skewers~~" "Crispy chicken strips, ten yuan a bag!" "Beef ramen! Zha Jiang noodles!" The ground was grimy, with litter and dirty water occasionally tossed aside by passersby. It was Lu Shifeng’s first time coming to a place . As the Crown Prince of Blade Group, had he ever seen what real chaos and grime looked like? He frowned and asked, "Did you eat here when you were in college?" She felt a bit guilty, "It’s actually quite good... but if you don’t like it, then..." "Did I say I wanted to change it?" He glanced at her, took her hand, and headed towards the food street. Su Xingyu was pulled along by him, feeling quite conflicted. She regretted bringing him here now. Seeing his previous disdainful expression, it was clear he didn’t like it. She couldn’t understand why he wouldn’t change the place if he didn’t like it. Did he truly want to experience life after being a rich Crown Prince for too long? She looked up at his back as he walked ahead with her hand in his, guiding her carefully through the crowd, not letting anyone bump into her even a little—considering his previous street shopping experience. Her heart gradually warmed. After walking halfway down the street, she tugged his wrist, "We’re here." Lu Shifeng stopped in his tracks, looked in the direction she pointed, and indeed saw a stall with a sign for "Thirteen Spices Crayfish," filled with people. Many students gathered in groups, chatting and laughing loudly, eating crayfish while drinking beer. Perhaps because there were too many people, the place looked notably dirtier than the others, as if there was nowhere to step. Lu Shifeng’s expression stiffened for a moment. Inside the food stall, an enthusiastic lady boss was delivering dishes to customers while beckoning them, "Handsome guys and pretty ladies, want some crayfish? Find a place for yourself to sit." Su Xingyu saw Lu Shifeng didn’t seem like he wanted to leave, so she gritted her teeth and pulled him towards an empty seat, shouting, "Boss lady, clean up this table!" It was the only empty seat in the stall, narrow and cramped, piled with leftover crayfish shells and empty beer bottles from the previous patrons, looking dirty and chaotic. Follow current novels on novel{f}ire.net The boss lady acknowledged and quickly cleaned up the table, and asked them, "What would you like to eat?" "Four pounds of crayfish, two pounds of Thirteen Spices, one pound of scallion and ginger, one pound..." Su Xingyu reported the dishes as she glanced at Lu Shifeng, "Do you eat spicy food?" Spicy crayfish is truly a delicacy. Lu Shifeng promptly refused, "No." Su Xingyu’s face immediately fell a little, "Then two pounds of Thirteen Spices and two pounds of scallion and ginger." The boss lady noted it down swiftly, confirming with them, "Thirteen Spices and scallion and ginger are both a bit spicy; is that okay? Crayfish doesn’t taste good without spice." Su Xingyu looked at Lu Shifeng with some difficulty. She suddenly remembered that this man didn’t seem to have anything spicy on his menu; he usually ate bland food, almost like an old person. Maybe we should just change places? Unexpectedly, Lu Shifeng said, "Spicy is fine." She was surprised, "Don’t you not eat spicy food?" He glanced at her enigmatically. Did his little wife just now remember he didn’t eat spicy food? Where was her heart when she said she wanted to treat him to a late-night snack? Her invitation clearly lacked sincerity! But seeing that she seemed eager to eat, he decided not to bicker with her. What’s a bit of spice? "Just make it like that," he instructed the boss lady. Having lived in power for so long, he carried an aura that compelled compliance. The boss lady responded, and soon brought over several heaping bowls of crayfish, each vibrant in color and fragrant. "Wow, they look delicious!" Su Xingyu’s eyes turned into crescents when she saw the food she liked. She eagerly picked the largest one and placed it into Lu Shifeng’s plate, "Try it! When I was in college, I really liked coming here. Haven’t been here in a long time, and the boss’s skills are still top-notch." Lu Shifeng took a bite, his face expressionless. Su Xingyu’s expectant gaze gradually turned uneasy, "Isn’t it... doesn’t it taste good?" Lu Shifeng still expressionless, after a long pause, "It’s alright." He reached for the beer on the table and took a big gulp. Su Xingyu: "..." This person, is he actually afraid of spicy food? "If you can’t eat spicy food, don’t force yourself," she said cautiously, "I could order some fried rice for you?" "Who said I can’t eat spicy?" Lu Shifeng’s tone was unfriendly. He picked up a crayfish, clumsily peeling it, and then put it into his mouth again. This time, he managed to stay expressionless, and refrained from drinking beer. Su Xingyu was speechless, does he really have to act tough over this? Forget it, better not to expose him, who knows what this tyrant would do in a mood swing? She went on to eat her crayfish without any concern, exclaiming how delicious it was. Such a delight! How could there be people in this world who didn’t like crayfish? They’re all anomalies! She devoured half a plate and then looked up, seeing Lu Shifeng still clumsily peeling crayfish. Despite his long and capable fingers being adept at everything else and assembling precision instruments like a god, in peeling crayfish... If there were a crayfish god, they’d surely disapprove of his method! Su Xingyu couldn’t help herself, "Let me help you peel." Looking at the pile of broken shells beside his hand, they all seemed tragically dismembered. Peeling them in such a fragmented way, the eating experience must be awfully dissatisfying, right? Lu Shifeng gave her a look, "You?" She took the crayfish from his hand, expertly peeling out a complete piece of meat, "This is how it’s supposed to be." She placed it onto his plate, giving him a sweet smile. In the dim, yellow light of the food stall, her smile appeared warm and beautiful, with a little bit of oil sticking to the corner of her mouth, like a cute little cat. He rarely saw her , and his heart suddenly softened as he put that piece of crayfish meat into his mouth. The spicy taste that had bothered him seemed to become more manageable. "Alright, you peel," he said. As soon as he finished speaking, voices came from the table beside them, and several people that looked like students walked over, "Hey, Su Xingyu, what are you doing here? Weren’t you expelled?"