Chapter 21
A Matteo who wasn't picky? This was the biggest joke Mila had heard that day.
She had never met anyone as picky as Matteo! He didn't eat most vegetables, nor did he eat lamb or fish.
He was selective about the shape and texture of his food. It was so serious that he required all his barbecue ribs to be chopped up into pieces of the same size, and he would refuse to eat them if they didn't look aesthetically pleasing.
He also didn't eat anything soft or sticky. In any case, he had numerous bad habits when it came to food.
Over the past seven years, she and Matteo had only gone out to eat less than ten times.
Whenever they did, Mila would plan because she was afraid that if she neglected anything, Matteo would be unhappy.
However, he had just told Penelope that he wasn't picky. How could anyone have such drastic double standards? Mila was truly amazed.
While she was complaining inwardly, Matteo sent her his location.
She tapped on it and zoomed in. When she saw the name of the r

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