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For their first official date, Wei Yuan was extremely nervous, feeling as if he were in a song of divine inspiration.
He initially wanted to buy a book to learn some emergency dating tips, but found it was all theoretical knowledge about understanding women. Wei Yuan felt like a student cramming for an exam, desperately seeking quick solutions, only to be told to start from the basics—what good would that do?
Just a minute ago, Wei Yuan was filled with rage, wanting to drag that author and make him bungee jump a hundred times—if it didn't tire him out, it would surely scare him to death!
But in that moment, when he saw Lan Xue walk in, his mood inexplicably calmed down. Lan Xue looked very elegant today; she clearly knew how to use her advantages in her appearance.
Her long black hair was elegantly styled up, and her face was free of makeup, showcasing her youthful vitality. The pure white dress she wore looked incredibly pure and instantly captured everyone's attention.
In different environments, the subconscious always knows how to adapt and change according to the surroundings. Now that Wei Yuan saw how much effort Lan Xue put into preparing for this Valentine's Day date, he immediately transformed into a gentleman, courteous and polite, casting aside all unpleasant thoughts completely!
Typically, our impression of Valentine's Day is dining at a French restaurant, enjoying half-cooked steak under dim candlelight—that's what romance is all about!
At least that's how Wei Yuan perceived it. However, he rarely dined at Western restaurants and couldn't distinguish between various types of them. He didn't realize that although it was called Triumph Restaurant, it was actually a bona fide Russian restaurant!
To cater to Chinese customers, the menu was primarily in Chinese, but the dishes served included Brazilian Steak and grilled fish, Kyiv Chicken Roll, and Ukrainian Borscht!
For the two of them, these dishes were quite novel. In fact, for couples in love, what they ate didn't really matter.
Wei Yuan's mind wasn't on the food at the table; he was thinking about how he could use this special occasion to get closer to Lan Xue. However, the more he wanted to make an impression, the more nervous he became. He suddenly didn't know how to ease the atmosphere.
"Hello, sir!" At that moment, someone tapped him on the shoulder.
Wei Yuan turned around and saw a female server. He asked, "Hello, is there something I can help you with?"
"There’s something I need your help with first. There are two guests over there without seats who are willing to pay for your dinner tonight if you could give up your table for them," the server said.
"Are you trying to kick us out? Do you think we can't afford our meal?" Once again encountering this kind of money-driven behavior made Wei Yuan's expression sour.
"I'm sorry, sir. We absolutely don't mean that. If you’re unwilling, I can refuse them on your behalf," the server said apologetically.
After experiencing Chang Wei's attempt to buy a private room at a restaurant last time, Wei Yuan had developed a strong aversion to such situations. Looking at the couple who had just entered—the woman had some charm with her low-cut short dress—didn't she feel cold?
The man was dressed in a suit with an average build; his hair was slicked back and shiny. He had two little mustaches above his lips. Although he smiled politely, there was always something scheming about him.
"I'm sorry, we are currently dining. If necessary, let that gentleman come over himself," Wei Yuan dismissed the waiter.
At that moment, the female server walked over and exchanged a few words with Mustache, who then slowly approached with the woman.
"Sir, I apologize for interrupting your meal with this beautiful lady!"
As he spoke, Wei Yuan noticed that his Mandarin accent was particularly strong and somewhat unclear, making it difficult to identify where he was from. When he began to explain, Wei Yuan frowned.
"Since you know you're interrupting us, why are you still coming over?" Wei Yuan asked.
"Well, I am a mixed-race individual, half Huaxia Nation and half Sun Country! I haven't been back to my country in ten years. Today, I met a beautiful woman here and wanted to find a place to eat, but unfortunately, there were no seats available. I noticed you two have almost finished your meal; could you possibly leave a bit early? As a thank you, I will cover all your expenses!"
Mustache rattled off a long explanation. Wei Yuan could barely grasp the gist of it. Upon hearing that he was mixed-race from Sun Country, Wei Yuan felt no goodwill towards him. For the people of Huaxia, someone born from a country that once invaded them would generally not be well-received.
"I'm sorry, we can pay for ourselves!" Wei Yuan replied coldly.
However, Mustache persisted, "But sir, you clearly have already finished eating?"
Regarding the so-called mixed-race individual from Sun Country, Wei Yuan retorted sharply, "I prefer to order my meals in two parts; we are only halfway through!"
Lan Xue chuckled at this remark. Raised by her grandfather, she understood deeply the animosity that his generation held towards people from Sun Country. Influenced by her grandfather's views, she also had little fondness for this mixed-race individual from Sun Country.
She just couldn't understand why Wei Yuan harbored such hatred towards him as well; his temperament resembled her grandfather's. No wonder he won her grandfather's favor—Lan Xue suddenly grasped this reasoning.
Mustache realized that Wei Yuan was mocking him. Turning to his female companion, his face was already filled with anger. Mustache softened his tone and said, "Alright then, let me treat you both for this meal and then I'll pay for you to go eat your second half at another restaurant. How does that sound?"
Wei Yuan smiled like a gentleman and replied, "Of course! How reasonable of you; that's wonderful!"
Seeing Wei Yuan's smile made Lan Xue aware that there was likely something problematic in his next words. She heard him say, "I wonder where you plan to take us for another meal?"
Then Wei Yuan turned affectionately to Lan Xue and said, "Dear, since someone is treating us to dinner, let's go have French cuisine! I've heard the red wine from Lafite Estate is particularly famous; how much does that 1982 bottle cost?"
Upon hearing this, Mustache turned pale while Lan Xue struggled to suppress her laughter. Wei Yuan was being quite mischievous!
It should be noted that finding a bottle of 1982 Lafite on the market is quite challenging; even if one could find it now, the price has already skyrocketed into five figures. Wei Yuan was clearly playing with Mustache.
"This gentleman, I didn't expect that after ten years of not returning to my country, the quality of the people in Huaxia Nation has not improved at all. Especially someone like you, who doesn't understand how to respect foreign friends, is truly embarrassing for Huaxia Nation," the Mustache lectured.
Wei Yuan immediately found a flaw in his words: "Since you claim to be a foreign friend, how can you use the term 'returning home' when you come to our country? You don't even speak Huaxia language well, yet you want to pretend to be half a Huaxia Nation person. Who am I playing with if not you?"
A perfectly good meal was ruined by this Mustache, and he was still fixated on Wei Yuan's words: "Is this how your country treats its guests? Damn it! Why would I have any thoughts of returning home?"
He turned to leave with the woman, and Wei Yuan called out to him: "Kornikiva, Yamede, don't go, Bageyelu!"
"Nani! What did you say?" The man turned back and pointed at Wei Yuan.
Wei Yuan smiled warmly and said, "I've been learning the language of Sun Country recently. My teacher told me that this phrase means: please take your time leaving, no need for further send-off!"
"..." The man was momentarily speechless!
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