222 A Dog (1/2)
Chapter 222: A Dog
Translator: _Min_Editor: Nou
”Please wait, sir, this table-”
”Don’t you see that we need to order? Why would a poor bastard even come into a Western restaurant? He's slow even when ordering,” the person cursed.
”I apologize, sir, I’ll be right there.” The waitress gave Jiang Chen an apologetic looked as she stuck out her tongue and ran to the other table.
”Is your zodiac a turtle… Honey, what do you want to eat?” The man sitting close by arrogantly criticized the waitress while his expression changed into an ”affectionate” one as he eagerly attended to the woman sitting across from him.
Jiang Chen looked at the back of this man in shock, and his expression was rather odd.
Poor bastard? Me?
Then, Jiang Chen looked at Xia Shiyu.
Her expression was rather unnatural, her eyes glued to the lemon water on the table. She seemed scary.
Was he someone she knew?
Jiang Chen, who originally wanted to go and ”make some friends”, quickly got the idea out of his head as he looked on contemptuously at the man.
The man's face looked ashen white, his hair styled with gel looking somewhat ”trendy,” and the nicely fitted white suit was, indeed, worth something. All in all, other than being a bit feminine, he certainly looked attractive.
However, it was the arrogant gestures that made it impossible to tolerate him.
As for that woman...
Her face was delicate, her hair black and curly, and her body donning a red cotton dress with a pair of brown boots sluggishly crossing over each other. From just her appearance alone, it was hard to judge what her net worth was; however, with the vibe she gave off, Jiang Chen could sense that she was born into wealth.
Looking at her narrowed gorgeous eyes, one can tell that she seemed to be enjoying this flattering feeling.
”Salad is okay?” an indolent voice asked.
”Okay, do you want some desserts? For example, this Heart to Heart-”
”No, it’s disgusting.” Her red lips were curled up.
The man’s expression stiffened, but then a heartwarming smile appeared on his face.
”Ok, I’ll have the fried rice as well as a bottle of wine.”
”Okay, sir.” The waitress endured the arrogant attitude while writing the order before taking the menu away.
It was not the first time she had encountered customers with a bad temper—arguing would only hurt her salary.
”So slow,” the man added a sentence, then watched the woman ”tenderly”.
”Xinyan, you are so beautiful,” the man said in a corny voice.
The woman’s expression became delighted as her eyes narrowed pleasingly.
”My shoes are dirty.”
”Mhmm?” The man thought he heard wrong.
”Shoes.”
The woman lifted her boots up.
A glimpse of awkwardness flashed across the man’s face, but then he gritted his teeth. With one knee on the ground, he lifted her boot up with one hand while the other used a napkin to carefully clean the dust off the top of the boot.
Everyone around them turned their attention towards the duo—the female customers’ eyes lit up as they discussed with their boyfriend while the male customers all appeared contemptuous.
But the man didn’t mind these gazes as he ”caringly” wiped her shoes.
”This is crazy.”