Reborn to the 90s, the Real Lost Daughter Amasses Wealth Through Stalls

Last time around, when Zhou Sui was taken back to the city by her wealthy parents at the age of eighteen, she thought her life was about to change.

But her timid, submissive nature and consta...

Chapter 83 The Sharp Tongue

After finishing her business, and seeing that it was past dinner time, Zhou Sui suggested that she invite Song Qi'an to dinner.

“I know the city well. I’ll treat you to a meal this time, and you’ll have plenty of time to treat me in the future.” Song Qi’an said as he deftly turned the steering wheel, and the car turned a corner onto another road.

Song Qi'an grew up in the city, so he was naturally familiar with the place.

Zhou Sui didn't stand on ceremony with him, "Okay, then I'll treat you next time, you'll have to do me the honor."

She had heard from Zhou Peng that many business owners in town wanted to invite Song Qi'an to dinner, but Song Qi'an had always said he didn't have time.

"Of course, I'd be more than happy to treat you to a meal." Song Qi'an wished he could eat with Zhou Sui every day, but sometimes he didn't dare to be too obvious, afraid of scaring her away.

Zhou Sui was still thinking to herself, "This friend is really something."

After obtaining Zhou Sui's consent, Song Qi'an took his men to a well-known private restaurant in the city.

As soon as Zhou Sui heard that it was a private kitchen restaurant, she knew that the prices must be expensive.

When the car stopped and Zhou Sui saw the antique courtyard, she knew she had guessed correctly.

Song Qi'an led her forward, explaining as they walked, "The owner of this shop came to our village when he was sent to the countryside years ago and worked for my grandfather."

"Later, the educated youth returned to their hometowns, and he opened this private restaurant in the city. There aren't many different cuisines, but everything is delicious. You can try them all later."

The two walked through the courtyard gate and into the courtyard. A very simple and honest woman led the way and sat them in the small hall on the right side of the entrance.

After Zhou Sui sat down, she looked around the small hall. It wasn't very big, and there were only two tables inside. Currently, apart from their table, the other table was empty.

That's because Song Qi'an said he wanted to find a quiet spot.

"The private rooms at this private restaurant need to be booked in advance. I just decided to eat here on a whim, so let's make do."

Strictly speaking, this was the first time he had gone out to eat alone with Zhou Sui. He had originally planned to take Zhou Sui to a Western restaurant, but Zhou Sui chose the private kitchen over the Western restaurant.

Fortunately, he had some influence at this restaurant and knew that the small hall on the right side was specially reserved; otherwise, he would have had to take Zhou Sui to eat in the main hall today.

Although there was no melodious music playing during the first meal, it couldn't be too noisy either.

Zhou Sui didn't care, "It's already very good. You're even noisier when you eat in our restaurant."

Song Qi'an silently thought to himself that it was different.

As the two were talking, they heard footsteps and voices outside.

"Miss Cheng, I'm sorry, but the room is already occupied."

"Who are you kidding? Do you think I'm here for the first time? Let me tell you, don't think I don't know that you deliberately left out this small hall on the right."

"I've eaten here before, let me tell you, the main hall is crowded, I can't stand the noise, what if something goes wrong~"

The person outside was talking as they pushed the door open, and their eyes met those of the person inside.

Zhou Sui looked over when she heard the sound. The woman with the innocent face by the door looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen her before.

"Miss Cheng." The waiters behind her couldn't stop her, and when they saw her barge in, they had no choice but to quickly apologize to the people inside.

"Mr. Song, I'm so sorry to have disturbed your meal. I'll take the guests to the lobby right away," he said nervously while bowing.

The person called Miss Cheng not only didn't leave, but instead walked right past the waiter and into the room.

"Qi An, so it's you eating here. I was wondering who else could be here."

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Zhou Sui glanced back at Song Qi'an's face, only to see that Song Qi'an's face was covered with gloom.

Ms. Cheng then said, "Your father said he hasn't eaten here in a long time, so he asked me to come and order first, and he'll come over as soon as he gets off work."

"It's been a while since you and your son have seen each other, isn't it? What a coincidence! Let's have a meal together today."

Zhou Sui blinked, her brain racing. Dad? Song Yuan?

She finally remembered who this woman was. Wasn't she the woman she saw behaving intimately with Song Yuan when she was selling the gold ring?

In other words, she was the third party who broke up Song Yuan and Aunt Wenxiu's marriage.

No wonder Song Qi'an looked so unwell.

But Miss Cheng seemed oblivious to social cues, and proceeded to tell the waiter, "Go and get the menu, I'd like to add a few more dishes."

As she was saying this, she was about to sit down on the stool when Song Qi'an suddenly stretched out his leg and pushed the stool away.

Miss Cheng's butt was stuck out awkwardly like that.

If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, Zhou Sui would have liked to laugh. This Miss Cheng was wearing a white top and a yellow straight skirt, and the way her buttocks were sticking out made her look a bit like a duck.

Zhou Sui pursed her lips, pretending to be serious, afraid that she would burst out laughing.

"Qi An!" Miss Cheng cried out sharply, "I'm carrying the Song family's child in my belly. Do you know that if I hadn't stopped just now, I would have fallen to the ground and hurt the baby?"

Zhou Sui couldn't help but glance at Miss Cheng's belly; it was indeed slightly protruding, and it was hard to tell how many months pregnant she was.

Song Qi'an's voice was like a thousand-year-old ice, "You used to cry and scream that you wanted to abort this child, why have you changed your mind now?"

Miss Cheng touched her belly with a loving expression, "It's still a little life, and Brother Yuan wants to keep this child."

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