A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

"But even though Sheng Tian is a powerful figure, Mr. Sun is also pretty awesome. I remember, last year, we had a Haitian Banquet in Jianghai. Mr. Sun sat at the same table as Mr. Sheng Tian and they even had a few drinks together." As Wang Hao said this, he looked at and gave a thumbs-up to Sun Yu-Hao.

"Whoa, Yu-Hao is so awesome?" Han Fei-Fei exclaimed in surprise.

Qiu Mu-Cheng was also a little surprised. Although she knew that Sun Yu-Hao came from a good family, she had no idea that his family was so influential. To think that they had actually shared drinks with a personage like Sheng Tian.

But Sun Yu-Hao waved his hand dismissively and said humbly: "No no no. I am only Uncle Sheng Tian's junior. I was only able to attend the banquet because Uncle Sheng wanted to toast my father at the banquet. Since I happened to be around at that time, I went with my father."

Sun Yu-Hao was indeed a skillful speaker.

Although it had sounded like Sun Yu-Hao was being humble, he had in fact been bragging.

He had just told his dinner companions that Sheng Tian had offered his father a toast. That was the same as saying that his family was exceptional and no less influential than Sheng Tian.

The party of four was still in the midst of conversation when, suddenly, someone opened the door to their room.

And then, the new arrival walked in.

"Mm?"

When he saw the shabby clothes the intruder was wearing, Wang Hao flew into a rage and bellowed, "Where did this bumpkin come from? Can you shoulder the responsibility if you annoy Mr. Sun?" "Mm, Ye Fan?" Qiu Mu-Cheng was a little surprised. She had not expected Ye Fan to be able to find his way here.

'Shit, it's you!

"You are like a stalker," Han Fei-Fei said coldly, her eyes filled with disgust.

"Mm? You know each other?" Wang Hao was slightly taken aback.

"No, we don't know him. He's just a bumpkin. Do you think he is worthy of being our friend?" Han Fei-Fei asked disdainfully.

But Qiu Mu-Cheng got angry and turned to her cousin, "Fei-Fei, how could you say that? You are being rude."

Ye Fan ignored the rude welcome and headed straight for his wife. "Mu-Cheng, why didn't you tell me you were going for dinner? It took me a while to find you."

Qiu Mu-Cheng turned her back toward Ye Fan and said angrily, "Hmph, so you do know that you have to come after me. Well, I don't need you to do that." She was obviously still angry at her husband. When she thought about what had happened earlier, she got so furious that her stomach hurt.

Ye Fan was such an unromantic blockhead. To think that she had actually gotten so emotionally moved. But the bastard had only noticed the gunk in her eye. What a killjoy. Anyone else in her shoes would also get mad.

"Didn't you hear her? Mu-Cheng doesn't want to see you. Why are you still shamelessly hanging around? Why don't you leave now?" Han Fei-Fei scolded coldly.

But Ye Fan did not get angry. He knew that his wife was still mad at him over what had happened at the exhibition. So he shook his head, smiled helplessly and found himself a seat near Qiu Mu-Cheng.

Ye Fan had no intention to leave. After all, his wife was still here. He had to play the role of guardian, in case people with bad intentions tried to bully her.

"Damn, you are really thick-skinned." "You are still staying after getting insulted

like this?"

"In any case, do you even have the right to sit here? Nobody has invited you to dinner."

Han Fei-Fei was ready to burst with anger. She had not expected Ye Fan to be so shameless as to stay here uninvited. How could anyone be so shameless? Qiu Mu-Cheng stroked her cousin and signaled to her to stop talking.

Ye Fan was her husband after all. So although she had no qualms about scolding Ye Fan, Qiu Mu-Cheng felt uncomfortable when others did the same thing. "Mu-Cheng, why are you siding with him?"

"Don't tell me you have fallen in love with him just because he got you a ring?"

Han Fei-Fei said disdainfully: "He is just a poor bumpkin. I don't know how he was lucky enough to make the acquaintance of an elite like Young Master Shen, but it doesn't change the fact that he's just a useless weakling."

Han Fei-Fei truly found Ye Fan disgusting, perhaps because of her first impression of him.

By then, Wang Hao had already found out a little about Ye Fan's situation. He smiled and said, "Mr. Sun, it looks like you have a competitor. But he is a bit weak."

Wang Hao laughed out loud and then turned to Ye Fan. "Friend, I think you should know your place? I am hosting this banquet for Mr. Sun. I did not invite you. So, will you please vacate your seat?" As he spoke, Wang Hao gestured at Ye Fan to leave.

Ye Fan glanced coldly at Wang Hao. He laughed lightly but said nothing. And then he stood up. "Mu-Cheng, I will wait for you over there."

As he spoke to his wife, Ye Fan moved over to a nearby empty table.

"Shit, you are really shameless, aren't you?'

"I told you to leave this room!"

"You are just a bumpkin! Don't stay here! You are an eyesore!"

Wang Hao was a hot-tempered man. When he saw that Ye Fan was not going to move, he got up and prepared to go give the latter a beating.

"Ai, Hao. Don't lower yourself to his level. If he wants to look at us while we eat, then let him do so." Just then, Sun Yu-Hao stepped forward, put on an air of magnanimity and stopped Wang Hao.

And only then did Wang Hao suppress his anger. "Ah, Mr. Sun, you are indeed magnanimous. If it were me, I would have given him a beating already."

"Come, Mr. Sun. Have something to eat. Here, have a drink."

"Haha~"

In the room, both Wang Hao and Sun Yu-Hao were full of good cheer. And from time to time, Sun Yu-Hao would do a bit of bragging. When that happened, Wang Hao and Han Fei-Fei would laugh along. If they could, the Wang-Han duo would probably do a cheerleading routine as well. And when they found the opportunity to do so, the pair would also do a bit of matchmaking and try to bring Sun Yu-Hao and Qiu Mu- Cheng together.

As the meal progressed, the atmosphere at their table got really festive.

On the other hand, Ye Fan was all alone at his table. He drank his tea by himself. No one was around him as he looked out of the window and listened quietly to the sound of leaves rustling in the trees outside.

At this moment, Ye Fan looked like he had been abandoned by the world. When the light fell on his body, it cast a large shadow beneath him.

A few times, Qiu Mu-Cheng had wanted to leave with Ye Fan. She could not bear to neglect him like this. But each time, her cousin would stop her.

"Mu-Cheng, why are you bothering yourself with him?"

"If he wants to wait, then let him. Yu-Hao and Wang Hao are so enthusiastic about this dinner, so you can't just up and leave.

It is rude, and you will make things difficult for me."

Han Fei-Fei whispered to her cousin, and then pulled her back to the dinner table.

Just then, Sun Yu-Hao noticed Qiu Mu-Cheng looking at Ye Fan with concern in her eyes. And that made Young Master Sun unhappy.

And so, he lifted his head to look at Ye Fan. "Friend, you have been looking at us for a while now. Aren't you hungry? Don't just drink your tea. Would you like me to order some food for you?" Sun Yu-Hao asked in false concern.

Wang Hao went along and said, "Mr. Sun, don't order anything for him. The dishes here are very expensive. He probably can't afford anything on the menu. If you order food for him, you will end up paying for

his

meal."

"But still, I can't just let him watch us eat?"

"Haha~ I have an idea. I will get someone to send him two buns and a plate of salt water. He can dip the buns in the salt water. They are delicious and cheap."

"Hahaha- This is a good idea-"

And the pair's double act roused Han Fei-Fei into a fit of hysteric laughter.

The actions of her dinner companions made Qiu Mu-Cheng unhappy. But, before she could speak up, Ye Fan slammed his tea cup on his table.

"Are you looking for trouble?" he demanded, his eyes glinting coldly.