Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
“Miss Shen, Young Master He.” Chu Yujian followed Quan Ranting and spoke.
“Sixth Uncle…” He Huai finally caught his breath and sat up straight, behaving like a primary school student. “Are you both out for dinner?”
“Yeah.”
“Would you like to join us?” He Huai extended the courtesy. He knew Sixth Uncle was accustomed to being aloof, so he didn’t expect him to agree. However, he was taken aback by what came next.
“That works. Ask the waiter to bring the dishes to this table.”
Chu Yujian left to arrange it.
Much to He Huai’s disbelief, Quan Ranting calmly took a seat right next to Shen Wan, even asking, “You don’t mind, do you?”
Shen Wan remained silent, and he only asked her after sitting down. What a bandit!
“If you don’t speak, I’ll take that as your consent. It seems the little girl still remembers the lord’s kindness.”
Heh heh!
“Are you… acquainted?” He Huai’s suspicious gaze darted between the two, his caution evident.
Quan Ranting had just heard the word “acquainted” when Shen Wan seized the opportunity.
“Not really, we’ve only met a few times.”
Quan Hanting’s eyes darkened.
He Huai, however, felt relieved. He thought there might be something between Shen Wan and Sixth Uncle, especially after the Mingda anniversary party where Sixth Uncle had invited her to dance. But now it seemed that Shen Wan wasn’t particularly fond of him either.
Right, the girl He Huai liked always had a different taste from others!
“Sixth Uncle, why don’t you sit next to me? It’s spacious here…”
He didn’t finish his sentence before Chu Yujian returned, promptly taking a seat and saying to He Huai, “Thank you, Young Master He, it’s indeed spacious.”
He Huai was speechless. He felt this was outrageous!
The dishes arrived one after another, and Shen Wan didn’t mind the extra person at her side; she focused on her food.
Quan Ranting was clearly a man of few words, and Chu Yujian had little to say as well. Only He Huai engaged in occasional small talk.
The atmosphere wasn’t exactly great, but it wasn’t terrible either.
“Shen Wan, try some of mine…” He Huai scooped a spoonful of caviar and put it on Shen Wan’s plate.
“Thank you.” After tasting it, she nodded and commented, “It’s quite good.”
He Huai grinned foolishly and stammered, “I’m glad you like it.”
Clank—
The sound of the stainless steel spoon hitting the plate wasn’t exactly jarring, but it was definitely not pleasant.
He Huai followed the voice and looked at Sixth Uncle, asking, “What’s wrong?”
“It’s not good.”
“Really? I thought it was okay. How about you, Wan Wan?”
“I find it quite nice too. But everyone has their own preferences; you can’t force it.”
He Huai nodded. “You’re absolutely right.” With those shining eyes, he was clearly a devoted fan.
Quan Ranting suddenly felt a stomachache.
Chu Yujian observed the expressions and attitudes of the three without a word, thinking, “I’m afraid this won’t end well.”
After the main course, He Huai picked up the dessert menu and asked Shen Wan, “What kind of dessert would you like?”
“Can I take a look?”
“Of course.” He Huai turned to the dessert page and pushed it over. “The tiramisu here is good.”
Shen Wan leaned in closer, their heads almost touching, completely oblivious to their intimacy.
Quan Hanting’s eyes were almost shooting fire, and his aura seemed to grow even more oppressive.
He Huai shivered. Why did he suddenly feel a chill?
“Alright, let’s have the tiramisu.” Shen Wan was someone who valued others’ opinions.
He Huai felt a surge of pride, realizing for the first time that he might not be completely useless in his role as a playboy.
“Sixth Uncle, would you like that dessert…?” He Huai asked as usual.
“No, thank you.”
He then turned to Chu Yujian, who shook his head.
He Huai wasn’t surprised in the least. He handed the menu back to the waiter. “Two tiramisu, please..”
