The School Beauty’s Chapter 867 - 864: Flaunting Wealth

Chapter 867: Chapter 864: Flaunting Wealth

"It’s all good, it’s all good."

Qin Hao laughed heartily, draping an arm around Qu Yu’s shoulder, a very affectionate gesture.

Qu Shanshou saw this action, his eyes slightly narrowed, seeming displeased.

He said, "Alright, let’s order first."

Then, he beckoned the waiter and skillfully placed a large order, instantly displaying his masculine decisiveness.

When he handed the nu to Qin Hao, Qu Shanshou chuckled, "Qin Hao, don’t be polite with , order whatever you’d like. By the way, you can drink, right?"

"It’s fine."

Qin Hao replied humbly and then ordered so sushi and Kobe beef.

After the waiter left, the group resud chatting, but the topic centered around Qu Yu.

Qu Shanshou said, "My daughter here has quite a bad temper. You must have had a hard ti, Qin Hao."

Qin Hao replied generously, "In a relationship, anything about the other person is a strength, even a bad temper. I really like it."

"Annoying."

Seemingly wanting to put on a better show, Qu Yu pouted playfully.

Qu Shanshou laughed, though his smile seed a bit forced: "Every hot romance has its ebbing period, Qin Hao, you don’t mind now, but what about later? After a long ti?"

Qin Hao hesitated montarily and, after confirming Qu Shanshou wasn’t joking, laughed, "At the later stage of a relationship, it essentially becos akin to family. If I can truly reach that stage with Qu Yu, you needn’t worry, Uncle, I’ll always be accommodating."

He seed to understand; for so reason, Qu Shanshou seed not to harbor high hopes for his daughter’s romance with him.

"Haha, young people always speak with such confidence. I was the sa; I thought I could spend a lifeti with her mother when I first t. Didn’t we end up divorced?"

Qu Shanshou said rather wistfully, and Qu Yu looked a bit displeased: "Dad, stop talking about this."

Qu Shanshou shook his head and said, "Oh daughter, you don’t understand. Marriage isn’t just about love and mutual willingness..."

Qu Yu grew upset: "You always bug

to find a partner, and now that I have, you keep saying these off-putting things. Dad, what exactly do you want?"

Qu Shanshou wanted to respond directly, saying he wanted her to find soone of equal status, not just a sports celebrity.

He cos from a bourgeois family, valuing financial interests heavily.

When Qu Yu wanted to pursue sports, he was the biggest opponent, but due to the divorce, her custody went to the ex-wife, which prevented him from succeeding.

Even though Qu Yu has achieved great success over these years, often storming the international arena, he doesn’t see this as particularly glorious.

Rather than that, letting his daughter marry a wealthy man who could benefit his sake brewery more is the top priority.

Thus, although Qin Hao might be highly regarded, seen as a hero by Huaxia People, in Qu Shanshou’s eyes, he’s not an appropriate marital choice for his daughter.

"Oh daughter, what do you an by this attitude? I’m just ntioning a couple of things..."

Qu Shanshou looked dejected and disappointed.

Qu Yu replied with a pout, "I’ve been restraining my attitude to the utmost. If it weren’t for your birthday, I would have left long ago..."

"You, you were rebellious from an early age. I asked you to study well, but you insisted on doing sports."

Qu Shanshou seed sowhat upset too, "You’ve earned quite a few honors, but those few bonuses aren’t even enough to buy a house in Shanghai, are they?"

"Dad, you’re just a miser. Back then, mom couldn’t stand you either!"

Qu Yu was even angrier, having achieved so much and yet being belittled, how could her true personality endure it.

Clearly, the father and daughter had argued many tis; reaching this point, their tones were still relatively calm.

Qu Shanshou said, "Regarding you and your mother, you’re still young, no need to delve into it. In any case, you’re young now, best not to seriously discuss marriage matters..."

"Tch."

Qu Yu expressed disdain, "Before, you told

to find a boyfriend, now you’re saying not to talk about marriage. Isn’t it because you look down on sports students, wanting a rich second-generation born with a golden spoon."

"Watch your mouth!"

Qu Shanshou was a bit angry; he’s a businessman, familiar with the ways of the business world.

That’s that so words must be expressed implicitly, not made explicitly.

If that’s how his daughter puts it, what would Qin Hao think? Wouldn’t this make the dinner party unable to continue?

Instinctively, he glanced at Qin Hao across, then froze.

Qin Hao was diligently putting freshly served salmon into his mouth, smacking and licking his lips.

Moreover, he was periodically sipping sake, looking utterly satisfied.

Interrupt? That salmon seemingly was ordered by , besides, we’re discussing you, yet you’re eating and drinking freely like you don’t hear a word?

Qu Shanshou felt a bit dizzy, unsure if Qin Hao was na??ve or thick-skinned.

As if noticing the gaze from across, Qin Hao raised his head, smiled, and said to Qu Shanshou, "Uncle, this salmon is quite fresh. You should try it."

Qu Shanshou was speechless, inwardly shouting: Try it? It hasn’t even been half a minute since the salmon arrived, and you’ve eaten until there are only two slices left. Were you reborn a starving ghost!

After venting, his dissatisfaction with Qin Hao increased.

Regardless of being an athlete, he still had such an unsophisticated deanor; how could he be worthy of my precious daughter?

"Haha, young people have a good appetite, eat more. After all, it’s rare to have a few occasions in a year."

Despite feeling unhappy, Qu Shanshou didn’t maintain amiability, his words carrying a sarcastic tone.

"Dad!"

Qu Yu complained with displeasure.

Qin Hao pretended not to hear and stuffed a piece of sushi into his mouth, looking like his face had grown larger.

While eating, he gave a thumbs up, "I must say, Japanese food does have so taste. I could co more often in the future."

Qu Shanshou smiled, "It’s good for young people to eat and drink. However, this place isn’t cheap."

"Oh?"

Qin Hao blinked and softly asked, "How expensive is it?"

Qu Shanshou spoke with a hint of pride, "Just this table, excluding alcohol, costs seven or eight thousand. Including drinks, a single al can easily run into tens of thousands."

"Wow, so expensive."

Qin Hao clicked his tongue in surprise.

"Haha, it’s high-end cuisine, as expected."

Qu Shanshou’s words carried further disdain.

Even now, besides his world championship title, Qin Hao seed worthless in his eyes.

Qin Hao, inwardly speechless: High-end cuisine? Isn’t food just for filling the stomach? Why distinguish between high and low class?

Seeing Qin Hao enjoying himself eating, Qu Shanshou proudly continued, "Qin Hao, after all, this isn’t Japan, the cuisine here isn’t quite authentic. The truly delicious food cos from Mitarai’s Japanese cuisine."

"Mitarai?"

Qin Hao found the na very familiar.

"You’ve heard of him, right?" Qu Shanshou continued, "Mitarai is Japan’s Food God, and his dishes are served to the Celestial Emperor Nobility. I’ve had the pleasure of eating his personally crafted Japanese cuisine a few tis, and I still reminisce about it."