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Fang Dahai was taken aback, a bitter smile creeping onto his face as he rubbed his nose.
What could he do? He felt utterly helpless.
If she kept talking, wouldn’t Brother Chi Zi end up taking it out on him?
His mother truly had a knack for putting him in difficult situations. What kind of match was she trying to set him up with? The problem was, he couldn’t afford to offend her. Sigh, life was tough.
Equally troubled was Shen Chi. He noticed that his little wife’s heart was becoming wilder by the day; she even wanted to go to a karaoke bar!
Was that a place for a good woman to be?
And then there was Xi Shanshan. No, he needed to keep his Daughter-in-law away from her to prevent any bad influence.
With that thought in mind, he shot a cold glance at Fang Dahai.
Fang Dahai immediately felt a chill run down his spine. What had he done to deserve this?
“General Fang, what are you doing? Why are you so slow?” Xi Shanshan said with a look of disdain.
She then pulled Su Mingxian along with a smile as they entered through the revolving door. “Their business is thriving! Luckily we arrived early and found an empty table; otherwise, who knows how long we would have had to wait.”
DeDa Western Restaurant was undoubtedly one of the classic dining spots beloved by the people of Old Shanghai. Stepping inside felt like entering another world entirely.
The dark wooden staircase, the high ceilings, solid wood tables and chairs paired with mosaic tiles on the floor, Western-style window frames, and a vintage bar—all elements that showcased the charm of a Shanghai-style restaurant.
The environment was elegant, and the melody pleasant; if it weren't for the noisy diners, one might almost feel transported back to the bustling streets of yesteryear.
They followed the waiter to a window-side table, where Xi Shanshan immediately grabbed the menu to start ordering.
"Sister Xian, what do you want to eat? General Fang may talk a lot, but he’s not wrong—the Philippe Steak at DeDa Western Restaurant is indeed good, and the DeDa Western Restaurant Salad is also delicious. Should we get a Borscht or Creamy Mushroom Soup as well?"
Su Mingxian smiled and said, "Let's go with the Creamy Mushroom Soup, add a serving of mashed potatoes, a piece of chocolate cake, and for drinks, a cup of lemon honey water. That should be all."
"Got it." She turned to the waiter and said, "Please bring double portions of everything Sister Xian ordered, and add one serving of Creamy Roasted Chicken."
Then she turned to Fang Dahai and asked, "What are you guys having?"
Fang Dahai was quite unreserved; without even looking at the menu, he said, "Brother Chi Zi went to the restroom. I'll order for him. Hmm, give me two servings of Fried Pork Chop, two servings of Garlic Baked Oysters, and then—"
Before he could finish, Xi Shanshan rolled her eyes. "More Fried Pork Chop? You should take a look at yourself; you're getting as fat as a pig."
Pfft—
Su Mingxian couldn't help but laugh, while Fang Dahai replied seriously, "If I get fat from eating Fried Pork Chop, then what about you eating steak? Aren't cows fatter than pigs?"
"You—" Xi Shanshan's eyes widened in anger.
"Hahaha, that kid has a point."
A slightly plump old man in a vintage suit smiled as he spoke. Beside him sat an elegant elderly lady dressed in a qipao, exuding a refined and graceful demeanor.
Magic City is known for its abundance of old white-collar workers, the first group to embrace Western education. They have a high pursuit of fashion and a refined lifestyle, maintaining a gentlemanly demeanor and an exquisite way of living, even in poverty. This is the unique essence of Haipai Culture.
As soon as the old man finished speaking, he received a gentle glare from the old lady. "Only you would think you're right. Fine, add another Fried Pork Chop."
The affection in her words left everyone speechless; it was rare to see such a loving couple at their age.
The old man had succeeded in his scheme and flashed a bright smile, winking at them.
Su Mingxian found it particularly amusing. "That old fellow really went all out for a bite to eat."
"Isn't that right? If I could marry such a gentle wife in this lifetime, it would be worth dying for," Fang Dahai chimed in. Xi Shanshan shot him a glare. "Wake up! Stop daydreaming."
"Why am I daydreaming? I'm charming and dashing—"
"You guys are so noisy! Can't you let people eat in peace?" A sudden irritated voice cut Fang Dahai off completely.
Before he could retort, the person continued with disdain, "It's you again? What’s with the change of pace? Selling Oil Tea Noodles in a Western restaurant now? Have you gone mad trying to make money?"
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