Chapter 25
Shen Zhuoyu: "He eats theirs, we eat ours, it doesn't affect anything."
He took her hand and strode into the restaurant.
As soon as I arrived at the restaurant door, I was stopped by someone.
The restaurant manager said with an embarrassed look on his face: "I'm sorry, Mr. Shen, our restaurant is booked out today, so I'm sorry that I can't accommodate you two."
The smile on Shen Zhuoyu's face froze, and he gritted his teeth and said, "We have a reservation."
The restaurant manager said with a bitter face: "Mr. Chen called to reserve the restaurant yesterday. It was our mistake. We thought you two were together. I am very sorry. Mr. Chen said that no matter where you two eat, it will be charged to his account.
I hope you won’t embarrass us, we have no other options.”
In a word, Shen Jinghan booked the whole place for dinner with Song Zitong and asked them to eat somewhere else.
Shen Zhuoyu said coldly: “What if I must eat at your house?”
The restaurant manager almost cried. It was really a fight between gods and the little devils suffered.
The two sons of the Shen family were fighting openly and secretly. What did it have to do with them? Why bother to make things difficult for them?
"Let them in." The Song family's eldest daughter, Song Zitong, who had returned, crossed her arms and looked at Lin Ran with interest, saying, "It's more fun with more people."
The restaurant manager felt relieved and quickly bent down to invite Shen Zhuoyu and Lin Ran in.
While Lin Ran was hesitating, she was dragged into the restaurant by Shen Zhuoyu.
The restaurant, a Michelin three-star restaurant, has a quiet and low-key luxury environment. There are only four of them in the entire restaurant.
Lin Ran sat next to Shen Zhuoyu, opposite Shen Jinghan and Song Zitong.
Song Zitong smiled gracefully and said, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Song Zitong, and you are the Shen family's adopted daughter, Lin Ran?"
Lin Ran clenched her fingers and said softly, "Hello, Miss Song."
There was indeed something different. Song Zitong looked her up and down. It was the first time she had seen such a pale and indifferent woman. She was like a fragile white jade doll, easily arousing all the protective desires of men.
Beautiful women are naturally aggressive and ambitious, but Lin Ran in front of him has a kind of dullness that she is unaware of.
No wonder the suave and dashing Second Young Master Shen of the Shen family willingly went into exile for seven years for her.
And for her, he came back from thousands of miles away.
She was a little moved.
Song Zitong's eyes sparkled: "You look a lot like a painting I saw in Paris. It was a private exhibition that displayed rare and unique paintings.
Among them is a picture of a girl in a holy white dress. Her bare feet are dragged into the deep sea by thin golden chains. The sea is full of black flowers.
The girl looked peaceful and calm, as if she didn't know she was about to drown in the deep sea.
That is the most amazing niche painting I have ever seen.
Sorry, seeing you suddenly reminded me of this painting."
She described the contents of the painting with great excitement, not noticing the strange expressions of the Shen brothers around her.
A girl, a white dress, a golden chain... If you put Lin Ran's face on it, the picture would be inexplicably suggestive.
Lin Ran's face grew paler. That was a painting from her series of girls. She hadn't expected that Song Zitong could understand the painting.
At that moment, her jealousy reached its peak. Instead of feeling any disgust towards the eldest daughter of the Song family, she only felt ashamed of herself.
Shen Zhuoyu smiled and said, “Since Miss Song likes it so much, I wonder if she bought it?”
Song Zitong said regretfully, "I didn't buy it. That painting is in a private collection and I wouldn't sell it no matter how much money I offered. Later, I also tried to buy other paintings by this artist, but I learned that the artist was not in good health and only painted one painting a year. Her paintings were collected early on and never saw the light of day.
I don’t even know if she ever painted a more stunning picture of a girl later.”
Lin Ran lowered her eyes and said nothing.
Shen Jinghan said indifferently: "Let's eat."
Song Zitong took his arm and said with a bright smile, "Is it because you are not interested in my talking about painting? Then let's change the subject."
Shen Jinghan lowered his eyes slightly, let her hold his arm, handed her the menu, and asked her to order.
Lin Ran looked at their intimate interaction, her face pale.
Chen Jinghan has severe mysophobia and doesn't like physical contact with others. He always orders her not to touch him, not even holding hands or arms.
It turns out that she is the only one who can't do it!
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