Chapter 317 The Eldest Sister's Pressure to Get Married
“Coincidentally, I also like spicy food.” Leng Yanluo said naturally, “I often eat raw chili peppers in the morning.”
Quiet:"……"
For a moment, she couldn't think of any reason to refuse. She took the clothes that the sales assistant had wrapped up and resignedly asked, "Then... which restaurant would Teacher Luo like to eat at?"
She thought to herself that if he mentioned Haidilao or something similar, she could then conveniently say that she was tired of it and that it would be better for them to eat separately.
The next second, the man in front of him calmly said, "Sanhe Hot Pot, their broth is freshly made, no additives, it's very good."
Quiet:"……"
She paused for a moment, then asked, "How did Teacher Luo find out about this hot pot restaurant?"
This hot pot restaurant is a quiet favorite, but because it's not a chain store and there's only one in Kyoto, and the store is small, few people know about it.
Leng Yanluo calmly replied, "Introduced by a friend. How about it, Miss An, would you do me the honor?"
After thinking about it quietly, she realized that since they all liked the same hot pot restaurant, they probably wouldn't be sitting together without anything to say, right?
Thinking about it, she nodded and said, "Okay then, thank you in advance, Teacher Luo."
The hot pot restaurant isn't far from the mall; it only takes about ten minutes to drive there.
Upon arriving at the restaurant, Leng Yanluo chose a spicy hot pot base and ordered several side dishes with practiced ease, showing that he was very familiar with the place.
After ordering, he handed the menu to An Jing: "Miss An, is there anything else you'd like to add?"
Anjing took it, glanced at it, and shook her head: "That's all."
It wasn't that she was being polite; it was just a coincidence that most of the things Leng Yanluo ordered were also things she wanted to order.
Leng Yanluo put down the menu and said to the waiter next to him, "Two more bottles of milk wine."
After the waiter left, An Jing asked in surprise, "Teacher Luo also likes the milk wine here?"
Leng Yanluo nodded and said, "Their milk wine is homemade. Actually, it's just like regular milk wine. The alcohol content is very low. Drinking a little before hot pot is good for your stomach."
After he finished speaking, he added casually, "I took the liberty of getting a bottle for Miss An. You don't mind, do you?"
"I don't mind at all," An Jing smiled brightly.
"That's good." Leng Yanluo paused slightly: "After all, Miss An drank all night at the bar last night, and she's going to eat spicy hot pot so early in the morning. It would be better if she drank some milk wine before the meal."
An Jing was surprised to find this man so thoughtful, and couldn't help but feel closer to him, teasingly saying, "I never expected Teacher Luo to be such a meticulous person. How come someone as outstanding as Teacher Luo is still single?"
Leng Yanluo pursed his lips, his tone somewhat dejected: "Although I'm tall and have a decent job, my face is still..."
An Jing was stunned for a moment, inwardly cursing herself for being so foolish. Wasn't asking that question just like rubbing salt into someone's wound?
Fortunately, Leng Yanluo was only sad for a moment, and then his tone returned to normal: "Let's not talk about me anymore, let's talk about Miss An. Someone as beautiful as Miss An must have many suitors, right?"
Perhaps it was the guilt she felt earlier that made An Jing unable to lie. She sighed and replied truthfully, "Teacher Luo, actually I just broke up with my boyfriend."
Across from him, Leng Yanluo, who was putting freshly served duck tongues into the pot, paused upon hearing this, looked up at An Jing, and said, "How could Miss An be heartbroken? I mean... Miss An is so outstanding, she doesn't seem like someone who's been dumped by a man. Is there some misunderstanding?"
Anjing snorted: "I caught them cheating in the yard myself, what misunderstanding could there be? There's nothing I can do, there are always some blind scoundrels in this world."
Leng Yanluo picked up the duck tongue and placed it on An Jing's plate: "It's all in the past now. Since you're unhappy, Miss An, don't think about it anymore."
Quietly glancing at the duck tongues on the plate, she didn't think much of it, picked one up, and ate it. With a touch of bravado, she said, "I wasn't thinking much about it, Teacher Luo. We've only met twice. You don't know me. I'm the kind of person who can let go easily. What's a breakup? Who hasn't experienced heartbreak in their life? Haven't you heard the saying, 'The best is always yet to come'? Besides, I'm good-looking and rich. I can choose from hundreds or even thousands of handsome young men in the future. Isn't that appealing?"
Leng Yanluo, wearing a mask that obscured his emotions, said, "Hmm... Miss An has a good attitude."
"Otherwise, why would I be so heartbroken over a breakup? It's not that serious. There are plenty of good men out there. I don't need to be so pessimistic."
Anjing picked up the milk wine in front of her, raised her glass and said, "Come on, Teacher Luo, cheers! Long live singlehood!"
"Cheers." Leng Yanluo raised his glass gently.
After putting down their cups, the two chatted for a few more minutes, when suddenly their quiet phones rang.
She glanced at it and saw that it was her older sister calling her.
It is said that an elder sister is like a mother. If there is anyone in this world who can make An Jing afraid, then there is only Anya.
As the eldest sister of the An family, Anya began to get involved in the family's business affairs at the age of fourteen. On the day she turned eighteen, she took over the reins of the An family. Now, more than forty years later, her absolute authority in the An family is not to be underestimated.
Even more terrifying is that she also pressured her to get married.
So when Anjing saw Anya's call, her first reaction was to hang up.
Unfortunately, in my nervousness, I pressed the green button instead of the red one, and instead of hanging up, I got connected.
"Xiao Jing, where are you?"
The older sister's voice came from the other end of the line. Quiet and speechless, she could only make an apologetic gesture to Leng Yanluo and answer the phone.
"I'm still in the mountains. The signal is a bit bad in the mountains. Hello... hello, big sister, can you hear me?" Anjing held the phone's receiver further and further away.
"Don't try to fool me. Ah Ting already told me that you went back to Kyoto a long time ago." Anya's voice was calm yet authoritative: "You went back to Kyoto, but not to the old house. What does that mean?"
That damned little Tingzi.
Anjing cursed Murong Ting a thousand times in her heart, and said in a guilty and ingratiating tone, "Sister, I'm almost thirty years old. I'm fine living on my own. There's no need for me to go back to the old house, is there?"
"You don't have to come back to live here, but Xiaojing, think carefully about what you promised me, your second sister, and your fourth sister when you ran away this time?"
What promises were made...?
They'll definitely promise to bring them a man back!
But what was the result?
Anjing didn't want to admit that she had suffered the biggest Waterloo in the world, so she leaned back in her chair and said, "Sis, you don't understand. Dating takes time to cultivate. I've only just started dating him, so I can't skip straight to meeting his parents. Give me some more time."
Upon hearing this, Leng Yanluo across from him paused in his chopsticks, which he was using to pick up food, and silently put them down.
Anya sneered on the phone: "Time, time! Three years ago, when we were arranging blind dates for you, you told me you'd have time. Now three years have passed, Xiaojing, tell me the truth, do you not even have a boyfriend and are you just making up lies to deceive us?"
"How could I possibly lie to you!" Anjing quickly replied upon hearing this. "I would never lie to you, sister, I wouldn't dare!"
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