Chapter 94: The feeling of borrowing the tiger's power is quite enjoyable.

Xiaxia was probably busy, so she only replied with an "ok" emoji and didn't say anything else.

Fu Yanzun took him to a very luxurious hotel in the city center.

The hotel's rooftop features a semi-open-air restaurant.

The environment is very elegant, and you can hear melodious piano music as soon as you enter.

In the very center of the restaurant, a woman in a long dress is playing a piano piece.

Everyone was dressed to the nines, except for Tang Wan'er, whose outfit appeared somewhat casual.

The other women were all wearing formal gowns and long dresses, which is considered a form of table manners and is quite important in the West.

Tang Wan'er had almost never been to a restaurant like this before, and always felt that she was a little out of place with this kind of atmosphere.

She was wearing a t-shirt and denim shorts, and thankfully she wasn't wearing heavy makeup, otherwise she might have been easily kicked out.

According to the hotel's standards, even dressed casually like her, she wouldn't be allowed in. However, since he was with Fu Yanzun, almost no one dared to stop her.

A couple was walking behind them, but they were stopped.

Door

The staff apologized to them, saying, "Excuse me, gentlemen, our store has a rule that formal attire is required."

The two people looked down at their sportswear and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"It's not like we can't afford it, so why should we wear formal attire? Do we have to go home and change clothes just to have a meal? Isn't your store's rule a bit too much?"

The staff at the entrance maintained a professional smile throughout, as they encountered countless similar situations every day.

He pointed to the words written on the wall, "Please take a look for yourselves. These are the explicit rules of this restaurant and cannot be violated. If you really want to have dinner today, you can go downstairs to buy some clothes. There is a shopping mall downstairs."

The woman cursed angrily, "You're just looking down on people! That girl was clearly wearing denim shorts when she went in, why can she go in but we can't?"

The staff at the entrance didn't know how to answer either. Could they say they didn't have the guts to stop them?

Although Tang Wan'er had already been led to a seat by the window by the waiter, she could still clearly hear the noise from the doorway.

A conversation between several people.

She looked at herself and then glanced around. Compared to the other people in the restaurant, she seemed to be dressed less formally than the waiters.

She knew, of course, that the waiter wouldn't dare stop her, mainly because she had come with Fu Yanzun.

For some reason, I felt like I was a fox borrowing the tiger's power.

Marrying this man isn't entirely without its advantages; at least in certain situations, you can get special treatment.

That's how society is; it's a dog-eat-dog world. People with status and position seem to be able to do whatever they want.

For the poor, even breathing seems wrong.

Seeing that she was staring at the door, Fu Yanzun opened the menu and placed it in front of her. "Let's order! What are you looking at?"

Tang Wan'er tilted her chin slightly towards the door, resting her chin on her hand, looking like she was watching a good show. "I think that man at the door is quite hypocritical. He let me in dressed like this, but those two people, who seem to be dressed more formally than me, stopped me from coming in! From now on, does that mean that if I tell others I'm your wife, I can use the back door?"