Chapter 58: Chapter 58: Steak Must Be Well-Done. Healthy.
"Get outta here! I’m busy. If you have sothing to say, just spit it out..."
The call was from her best friend, Su Tantan. Realizing Su Tantan had guessed what she was up to, Bai nghan’s face instantly flushed red. Still, she stubbornly denied it.
"Busy, huh? Don’t tell
you two are... doing it? Holy crap, girl, you’re not *that* shaless, are you? Why the hell would you answer my call in the middle of that?! Oh my god, I’m choking on all this PDA!!"
Without even waiting for Bai nghan to respond, the ever-blunt Su Tantan just said, "I’ll let you two get back to it, I’ll let you two get back to it," and promptly hung up.
"Uh... who was that? She’s a bit..."
Fang Chenyi had heard everything on the call loud and clear. After she hung up, he asked, at a bit of a loss for words.
’That woman on the phone is a wild one. You can just tell she’s got a dirty mind.’
"And you have the nerve to ask? This is all your fault, insisting on doing this in broad daylight... I’m dood, I’m dood! Tantan has such a big mouth. Now everyone’s going to know..."
As she spoke, Bai nghan pulled the blanket over her head in embarrassnt.
"Uh... so what if they know? You’re single, I’m single. We’re not doing anything wrong, so who cares what people say? Hehe, but since things are already like this, shouldn’t we... hehe."
RING RING RING...
Just then, Bai nghan’s phone rang again.
"Damn it, what kind of asshole calls at a ti like this! I swear to God, I hope you don’t have a dick!"
Peeking her head out from under the blanket, Bai nghan answered the phone, not forgetting to shoot Fang Chenyi a glare.
"What is it now, girl?!"
"Hehe, sorry to interrupt your ’fun ti’ again. Uhm, I just wanted to ask what you’re doing for dinner. Need
to order for you? Of course, if you don’t need
to order, I wouldn’t mind if you just brought sothing back for ."
Hearing the sa female voice from the phone, Fang Chenyi couldn’t help but mutter, "Uh... well damn, I guess that one doesn’t need a curse to be dickless..."
Hearing Fang Chenyi’s muttering, Bai nghan shot him another annoyed glare before saying to Su Tantan on the phone, "Okay, okay, I’ll bring you back sothing good to eat... I’m really busy right now, so I gotta go."
...
BEEP BEEP BEEP.
Hearing the dial tone, Su Tantan—who was sitting on her balcony in a small camisole, watching a livestream on her laptop—couldn’t help but pump her fist. A triumphant smile crept onto her lips.
’Heh, you little rascal. I don’t even need a brain to know you must be having dinner with that rich guy right now. And if a rich guy is treating you, it’s not going to be so simple al. No way.’
What she didn’t know, however, was that the reality of the situation was exactly what she had just been joking about...
...
Back in the villa, Fang Chenyi watched Bai nghan hang up. He rubbed his hands together eagerly and asked, "Xiao Hanhan, you’re still going ho today? I got this house for us!"
"Of course I’m going ho. We aren’t married; people will talk if we move in together now. Besides, even if I were to move in, I’d still have to go back and pack my things."
Fang Chenyi was about to argue with the first half of her sentence, but when she got to the second part, a mischievous grin spread across his face. "Hehe, alright then! Let’s not waste any more ti in bed. Let’s go pack and move you in right now!"
Seeing how eager he was, Bai nghan pouted. "You perv, who said anything about moving in...?"
But before she could finish, Fang Chenyi had already jumped out of bed. He started putting on his jacket while hurrying Bai nghan, who was still lounging on the bed.
"Hurry up, Xiao Hanhan! Let’s go move your stuff first, let’s go! We can get back to... *that*... when we get back."
"In your dreams!"
Hearing his shaless suggestion, Bai nghan cried out playfully and grabbed the nearest pillow, throwing it at the mischievously grinning Fang Chenyi.
Ten minutes later, the two walked out of the villa, snuggled close together. After fooling around all afternoon, they were both getting hungry. They hopped into the Lamborghini and headed out of the neighborhood.
At Fang Chenyi’s insistence, they found a rather elegant Western restaurant.
This ti, since both Fang Chenyi and Bai nghan were decked out in expensive designer brands, none of the usual cliché drama occurred.
Warmly welcod by the staff, the two ordered a couple’s set nu priced at 8,888.
"Sir, how would you like your Wagyu steak prepared? Since it’s a top-grade steak flown in by air, we recomnd sowhere between dium-rare and dium to best preserve its tenderness and flavor."
When the waiter finished, Fang Chenyi waved his hand dismissively. "Make mine and hers well-done. Why would we eat it dium-rare? It’s all bloody. You probably haven’t even killed all the germs!"
Fang Chenyi’s voice wasn’t loud, but it wasn’t quiet either. The guests at the two adjacent tables—who had ordered dium-rare steaks to show off and appear sophisticated—all froze when they heard him.
They looked down at the steaks on their own plates, which were still streaked with red, and suddenly found they couldn’t take another bite.
"Excuse , waiter! Over here! Could you please take this back and cook it so more? Make sure it’s cooked all the way through before you bring it back. That guy’s right, it’s safer to eat it fully cooked..."
...
After a Western-style al that cost 8,888, Fang Chenyi felt it wasn’t nearly as satisfying as an 88-per-person buffet.
Especially that caviar and foie gras stuff. The texture was all mushy; it wasn’t good at all.
He grabbed a disposable napkin from the side of the table and wiped his mouth. "Xiao Hanhan, are you full?"
"Mhm, I’m finished." She then called to the waiter, "Excuse , could we get one of the eighty-yuan steaks to go? Please don’t add it to our bill; we’ll pay for it separately."
"Uh, you’re not full?"
Fang Chenyi was taken aback that Bai nghan had ordered another steak. ’Who would’ve thought?’ he mused. ’This girl is so slim and delicate, but she can really eat.’
"You’re the one who’s not full! This is for Tantan."
Hearing this, Fang Chenyi rembered that she had indeed promised to bring sothing back for her best friend. At that, he waved his hand and spoke to the waiter, who was still placing the order.
"Wait, hold on. Cancel that steak. Uhm, just pack up another one of our set nus to go."
The waiter’s heart leaped with joy. ’This handso guy is such a huge spender!’
"Of course, sir. And just to confirm, you’d like the steak well-done, correct...?"
...
[To be continued...]
PS: Hey guys, how do you like your steak done?
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