Wen Chi had previously said that he would treat his brother-in-law to a meal to repay his kindness, and he actually put this matter on his schedule. Moreover, he had Fu Nanli's phone number and contacted Fu Nanli privately.
Wen Chi also makes some extra money from participating in competitions, so he basically doesn't need any living expenses from his family, but it is indeed limited.
For the first time in his life, Fu Nanli received an invitation to eat at a street restaurant.
In the courtyard, Wen Qiao pressed his temple helplessly: "Did you really send a message to Fu Nanli?"
"Yes what's the matter?"
"Invite him to dinner at Four Seasons Stir-Fry?"
"Yes, the taste of his restaurant is the best in our area."
Wen Qiao: …
"What did he say?"
"My brother-in-law readily agreed. It was very refreshing."
On Saturday, at 7pm, Wen Qiao coaxed her mother to go to Uncle Ji's house for dinner, and then took her two younger brothers to Four Seasons Fast Stir-Fry.
The stir-fry restaurant was quite clean and had good business. Wen Qiao and her friends were seated at the very back, surrounded by noise. She would glance at the man sitting next to her from time to time.
The high-end custom-made suit was out of place in this affordable stir-fry restaurant, but he looked indifferent. He held her hand under the table without showing any emotion.
Wen Chi was ordering food and said to Fu Nanli, "Brother-in-law, I have a good relationship with the owner of this restaurant. The mutton was shipped from the northwest today and was freshly slaughtered. It is guaranteed to be fresh."
Fu Nanli found it new and interesting. In the past, he had only heard of 'Arctic scallops airlifted from Japan' or 'snow crabs airlifted from Australia', but had never heard of 'mutton airlifted from the northwest'.
Wen Qiao kicked Wen Chi under the table: "Just order the dishes, don't show off."
Wen Chi muttered: "How can I show off?"
Fu Nanli held her hand tightly and said, "You are a little too strict with your brother."
Wen Chi suddenly became excited: "Brother-in-law, you are my brother-in-law."
Wen Qiao was speechless.
Wen Chi handed the menu to Fu Nanli: "Brother-in-law, I ordered a few hard dishes, lamb pot, black pepper beef, and clay pot chicken. See if you want to order anything else."
Fu Nanli smiled and said, "You decide."
Wen Chi looked at his sister: "Brother-in-law is very approachable."
Wen Qiao had nothing more to say to him, "Hurry up."
"Does my brother-in-law drink beer?"
"Can."
Wen Qiao glanced at Wen Chi and said, "You are underage, so you are not allowed to drink."
Wen Chi felt wronged: "How can I host a banquet for others without drinking?"
Fu Nanli pressed Wen Qiao's hand and said, "Let him have a drink. Beer is fine."
Wen Qiao breathed a sigh of relief: "Only one drink is allowed."
Wen Chi sighed: "It turns out that my brother-in-law's words are so useful."
Two bottles of beer were served, and Wen Chi skillfully opened the beer bottle caps with chopsticks. Wen Qiao gritted his teeth and said, "How come you are so skilled? Do you drink with Xia Bodinghai often?"
Wen Chi paused and said, "How can that be possible? You have never eaten pork, but you have never seen a pig run."
Wen Qiao gave him a glare that said 'Just wait, I'll deal with you when I get home', and Wen Chi broke out in sweat.
The meal was still very enjoyable.
The ordinary glass cup from the street restaurant suddenly felt high-end in Fu Nanli's hand.
Wen Qiao was a little worried, so he leaned close to his ear several times and whispered, "Are you used to eating this?"
Wen Qiao had dined with him several times in Xiaotangshan, and all the ingredients were high-quality food. He was worried that the young master would not be able to get used to the food here.
Fu Nanli pressed her hand under the table and comforted her softly, "You'll get used to it."
(End of this chapter)