Xia Weibao felt sowhat touched.
She accepted the roses.
Then took out her phone and opened Baidu.
She wanted to search what 99,999 roses represent.
[The aning of 99,999 roses is: Can’t afford roses. Because buying so many roses, an average person can’t afford it...]
Xia Weibao, "..."
Haha.
The initial touch was all wasted!
It’s really saddening to marry a husband with such low emotional intelligence.
Lu Hualiang snapped his fingers, and the prepared dining cart was wheeled in.
Delicate and tasty steak was brought to the table, and Xia Weibao looked at the small portion, frowning.
"Can I have a few more servings? It’s too little..."
Lu Hualiang’s eye twitched hard.
The waiter who was opening the red wine almost slipped but managed to firmly hold the bottle, then looked at her with an indescribable glance.
Such a romantic candlelit dinner, such a dreamlike atmosphere, vanished with her single request for more servings...
Seeing everyone looking at her, their eyes difficult to articulate.
Xia Weibao was a bit confused, "What’s wrong, is it that you don’t have enough here? Such a large restaurant, surely there can’t be only two steaks.
Then... can you go across and buy a few at buns?"
Waiter, "..."
Looked at Lu Hualiang.
Director Lu took a deep breath, "Serve her a few more portions."
Headache, real headache.
Having a wife with such low emotional intelligence, suddenly didn’t want to speak.
Gestured to the waiting waiter, and the waiter retreated.
In no ti, two formally dressed violinists ca over, standing aside playing a cozy, romantic French song.
Xia Weibao glanced at them, "What song is this, quite nice, very pleasant."
Director Lu finally felt a bit comforted, it seed that the wife wasn’t entirely oblivious to ambiance.
At least she understood that in such a French restaurant, violin music was necessary for the atmosphere.
Then, saw her take out her phone, open a ga, "Co on, let’s play two rounds while there’s ti."
Lu Hualiang, who was about to cut steak for her, paused, his eye twitched hard.
"Shut up!"
Is this a date, truly a date?!
Xia Weibao felt sowhat wronged, why, did I say sothing wrong.
"You aren’t about to change your mind and refuse to play with , are you? If not, I’ll ask Fang Lilin to play with ? He’s pretty good too."
Lu Hualiang, "..."
In the cozy and sophisticated French couple’s restaurant, the scent of roses was intoxicating, the warm-colored crystal lights were illusory and enchanting, and the lodious violin music lingered, making one feel dreamlike.
In such a romantic, dreamlike high-end restaurant, a man and woman were holding phones, playing Honor of Kings.
The table was filled with several plates of steak, all empty.
A row of waiters stood respectfully, head bowed, not daring to make a sound.
Occasionally, a woman’s angry shouts rang out, followed by the familiar phrase "You have been slain."
"Darn it! Why am I dead again, husband avenge !!!"
"Darn, it’s too much, why are they all targeting !!!"
"Ahhh, so infuriating! Get them, husband, go..."
...
Lu Hualiang felt that this might be the most morable wedding anniversary in his lifeti.
Never dare to forget!
Not sure how future anniversaries will be spent, but this scene right now, will definitely not be repeated.
Because he would never dare bring her for a candlelit dinner again!!!!
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