Under the questioning gazes of everyone, Xia Xin sat down beside Jiangli, both of them wearing smiles on their faces.
They seemed to get along very harmoniously.
Anyone with discerning eyes could tell that the smiles on both their faces were quite odd.
Jiangli’s smile was downright creepy.
Xia Xin’s smile was exceedingly forced.
Wen Zishu muttered to himself in his heart.
Before he could figure it out, he saw Jiangli looking over at him.
He stiffened immediately.
Jiangli smiled at him and asked, "By the way, places courtyard are pretty expensive now, aren’t they?"
For some reason, Wen Zishu honestly replied, "Yes, such houses are already old buildings, and there are few of them on the market, which makes them scarce and expensive. Just last month, I heard people in the circle say that a courtyard house sold for eighty million."
He wanted to kneel down to Wen Zishu, begging him to please shut up.
Jiangli’s temple throbbed visibly, but she kept smiling, "Is that so? That really is quite expensive."
"Not just expensive, but also rare, with very few hitting the market each year. Even for the rich, not everyone can afford it," continued Wen Zishu, blissfully unaware of the crisis his words were causing for Xia Xin, as he kept praising the Fu family, "Like our Wen family, we don’t have any courtyard houses, but my third brother is different. The Fu family, with its legacy, not only has this one but also two others."
Before Wen Zishu could finish, a crisp snapping sound interrupted him.
The few of them looked up to see Jiangli had broken the chopsticks that had been placed on the table earlier...
Looking at the severed chopsticks, Xia Xin shrank his neck.
"This is..." Even the usually slow Wen Zishu could sense that Jiangli seemed particularly concerned about the courtyard house. He asked hesitantly, "Did I say something wrong? Or does the Abbot have any insight about courtyard houses?"
Jiangli kept her smile, placing the broken chopsticks on the table, "Nothing much, I just accidentally used too much force."
Fu Shiyan spoke up at the right moment, "Have someone bring in another set of utensils."
The waiter nearby was just about to respond.
Jiangli suddenly turned towards Fu Shiyan with an intense gaze, "By the way, Mr. Fu, are the dishes here particularly expensive?"
Fu Shiyan felt suspicious but remained composed, "Somewhat so. Does the Abbot have any specific dish in mind?"
Jiangli smiled, "I don’t have any particular dish in mind; I just want to eat something expensive. After all, I’m poor, and I probably won’t be able to come here again, so naturally, I want to get my money’s worth."
Her words were blunt and superficial.
But paired with Jiangli’s round eyes, there was a certain cute charm.
Fu Shiyan said, "If the Abbot is willing to honor us with her presence, she can come by anytime she likes, just a word from me will suffice."
Jiangli wasn’t interested.
Coming every day would only be more heart-wrenching...
However, she figured that being able to run a restaurant here probably meant that the food was indeed exceptional.
If she could eat delicious food every day, then it wouldn’t matter.
With this thought, Jiangli’s facial expression became a lot more sincere, "That’s very kind of you, Mr. Fu. Thanks in advance. You truly are a beautiful person with a kind heart and generous spirit. The Grandmaster will bless you."
Watching her change her tone so quickly, Fu Shiyan was almost amused.
He nodded, "Thank you for the praise, Abbot. It’s just a minor thing."
Jiangli raised her eyebrows, it seemed that the phrase she had learned online was indeed complimentary.
She knew it sounded like a compliment.
Thinking of the chances to take advantage of Fu Shiyan a few more times made the billion yuan loss in Jiangli’s heart feel much better.
Seeing her mood seem to improve a bit, the tense Xia Xin finally relaxed a little.