Just now, Jessica wanted to escape from here, but after seeing her rosy complexion in the mirror, she just touched her face and was a little dazed. Are these big watery eyes really hers
Her pants were soaked and her face was humiliated, but her heart was actively longing for the 'surprise' that was to come!
For the sake of beauty, women can really accept any test!
Jenny deleted all the photos she had just taken in front of her, and Jessica immediately signed a check for $10,000 to her and apologized to her formally.
With the ten thousand dollars, Jenny had already forgotten the unpleasantness she had just felt, or rather, before she had experienced it herself, her level of doubt was no less than Jessica's.
Then they looked forward to it silently, their eyes filled with desire, as if they were two unsatisfied women!
About half an hour later, Dior came out again with a clean white tray.
"This is... ... "
"Pig's trotters are rich in collagen, and of course the therapeutic effect is also exceptionally good. It will take you back to the fair, tender and firm skin you had when you were 16."
Americans almost never eat pig's trotters, chicken feet, or offal, and Jessica is no exception. But after hearing Dior's "introduction", a certain light almost flashed in her eyes. At this moment, what she was eating was not some terrible pig's trotters, but the time between her current age and the age of 16!
No woman could withstand such temptation, especially since Jessica had just experienced the charm and effect of this magical oriental cuisine!
Began to eat!
Because Dior deliberately served the whole pig's trotter like this, Jessica took a lot of effort to cut off a small piece of skin and meat with a knife and fork, and then put it into her mouth very courageously.
Then, it was as if a magical power suddenly surged out of her body. Jessica, who was still trying to be reserved, suddenly threw away the knife and fork in her hands, then picked up the big pig's trotter with both hands in a very rough manner and started to bite it. The scene was very violent at one point!
Jenny was almost stunned, and then she took out her cell phone again with a guilty conscience and pointed it at Jessica who was eating the pig's trotter. Maybe these photos would be worth two ten thousand dollars
Dio was very satisfied that his masterpiece was so 'loved' by the customers. Although most of the credit came from his stand-in [Pearl Jam], don't forget that his stand-in was painstakingly condensed by him using Ripple Qigong, so it was naturally his credit.
At this time, Jessica was still conscious. She knew clearly what she was doing and how rude and embarrassing it was, but her clear brain could not control her body's instincts, so that in the end she gave up and ate a mouthful of oil with a happy look on her face.
After spitting the last bone onto the table, Jessica's hands and mouth were covered in grease. She looked nothing like a lady, and was completely different from her previous image of a female elite.
Then the healing process began...
The restaurant was once again filled with the high-pitched screams of a woman. If you didn't know better, you would have thought it was a Hollywood crew filming a horror movie in there.
However, Dior, who was aware of his own situation, had covered the area with soundproofing materials and locked the door of the restaurant, completely isolating the space. He was not afraid that her screams would attract other people's attention or cause misunderstanding.
Yell, yell as much as you want, even if you scream your throat out, no one will know...
Dio, who inexplicably recalled the classic villain lines, was now admiring his own "masterpiece".
Jessica, who had scraped off a lot of dead skin on her face, now looks brand new. Her pretty face looks as smooth as a baby's, and her skin, which had been a little loose and dull, has become exceptionally tight and fair again!
Coupled with her big watery eyes and rosy complexion, she looks like a beautiful girl in a painting who has walked out of the second dimension!
Even Jenny, who had taken the initiative to invite her to come and experience it, felt a little jealous, but she knew that Dior's magical dishes would never be made just for her, and the $10,000 salary also reduced her jealousy a little.
"Oh my god, is this really me?"
Jessica took the mirror handed over by Dior and immediately exclaimed!
If what happened before was still within her scope of understanding, then the beautiful girl in the mirror now made her completely doubt whether this was a dream, or if some hallucinogen was put in the food
It all seems so unreal!
"Tell me, is this all true? When I wake up tomorrow, she will still be me. I have really regained my youth, right?"
Putting down the mirror, Jessica pulled Dior's hand like crazy and asked expectantly.
"Of course, this is the magical effect of this dish. I guarantee on my reputation that this is the real you, and there are no side effects. You don't have to worry that this beauty will suddenly disappear one day, unless you are willing to cut a knife on this pretty face."
Dio suddenly laughed, and he was so confident. "If there really comes a day like that, please don't be afraid. No one with scars will be able to walk out safely after entering here."
"Really? Any scar can be removed? Even after many years?" Jessica asked again in surprise.
"It should be OK, but I need to confirm it with my own eyes, because each dish is different for each person, and if different people eat the same dish, the most likely scenario is that nothing will happen."
Jessica nodded immediately and frequently, "I have a younger sister. When she was young, her back was scalded by hot water. Because the area was too large, the skin grafting effect was not ideal, and then it was left like this. Can I bring her here next time?"
"Of course, but it's best to make an appointment in advance. I don't think Miss Jessica would want anyone else to be here besides me, the 'chef', next time she comes for treatment, right?"
Dio glanced at Jenny, who looked guilty, with a half-smile and said something meaningful.
Jessica nodded in agreement. "Indeed, during the treatment process, the patient needs absolute privacy."
And there was one thing she didn't say, which was that Dio, who knew the physical secrets of all his guests, would be in a situation where opportunities and crises coexisted. Even with just a little bit of distrust, countless people would wish him to disappear.
After all, America is just a paradise for the rich!
"Okay, now it's time to enjoy dessert." Dio turned around and took out a candied sweet potato from the kitchen, and said to Jessica with a smile.