The combat effectiveness of fans from both sides is famously strong within fan circles, and this ti, they joined forces to bombard Tsinghua University’s official website with comnts.
The fernting public opinion grew louder. Caryn Zachmann saw the comnts online and felt her indignation slightly ease.
During this ti, Audrick Zachmann called her, but she didn’t answer.
Later, Audrick sent her a WhatsApp ssage, asking her to clarify on Twitter that she wasn’t part of the Lighten Chaser group. She still didn’t reply and even temporarily muted Audrick’s Twitter account.
Out of sight, out of mind.
She made up her mind. Even if she didn’t win this ti, she must surpass Nathalie Quinlan in terms of fa.
*
Sea View Pavilion, opposite Tsinghua University.
Stanley Zachmann had just finished the chip report. Afterward, he went ho to take a shower, shaved clean, tidied himself up, and arranged to et Nathalie Quinlan for a al.
Knowing Nathalie disliked hassle, he chose the Sea View Pavilion, the closest Chinese restaurant to Tsinghua University, and reserved a small private room.
By the ti Nathalie arrived, he had already ordered the dishes.
As soon as the girl entered the room, he stood up to greet her: "Nathalie, over here!"
He was the only one in the private room. Nathalie spotted him as soon as she ca in. Seeing him, she adjusted the brim of her hat and strode over confidently.
Stanley pulled out a chair for her and carefully placed her violin case before sitting back down in his seat. "I ordered so dishes you like. Take a look and see if there’s anything else you’d like to add."
He handed her the nu, which had circles around the items he’d selected.
"Hmm." Nathalie didn’t stand on ceremony, took the nu, skimd through it, and saw that most of the dishes Stanley had ordered were quite spicy. She returned the nu to the waiter who’d just co in to pour water and said, "Add an order of spicy chicken for ."
"Sure." The waiter poured her tea, took the nu, and went off to place the order with the kitchen imdiately.
The weather was hot, so the door to the private room wasn’t closed.
Nathalie rolled up her sleeves, exposing a flash of her dazzlingly white wrist, picked up the teacup, and took a sip of tea before speaking to Stanley. "Don’t co here next ti. I know a restaurant that makes better food than this one."
She was referring to the Imperial Hotel.
Amadeus Yancey and Sadam Vinson had both taken her there before. The chef’s skills were unmistakably better than at Sea View Pavilion.
The spicy chicken there was fragrant with fresh chili, and the flavor was authentic.
Moreover, the chef at the Imperial Hotel excelled at Cantonese cuisine, which better suited Stanley and his family’s tastes compared to Sea View Pavilion’s predominantly spicy dishes.
"Alright." Stanley didn’t even ask for the na of the restaurant before affectionately nodding and agreeing indulgently.
Soon, the dishes they ordered were served.
Stanley didn’t eat much himself. Throughout the al, he kept picking up food for Nathalie, wearing an expression like a besotted fool who seed satisfied as long as she ate enough.
Nathalie, being fussed over the whole ti, actually found it a bit uncomfortable. She quickly lost her appetite after a few bites. However, seeing Stanley so engrossed in serving her food, she said nothing and quietly finished the food in her bowl.
Once they were about done eating, Nathalie set down her chopsticks and leaned back in her chair, casually cradling her tea cup while sipping tea and resting languidly.
Only then did Stanley open his mouth and say, "Nathalie, do you have plans this afternoon?"
"Hmm?" Nathalie raised her head to look at him, still holding her tea cup.
eting Stanley’s expectant gaze, she seed startled for a split second, then awkwardly turned her head aside and answered, "No plans."
Stanley’s face lit up with joy. He quickly bead, "Then later, let’s go visit your grandfather."
"Hmm." Nathalie had no objections.
Stanley was already overjoyed, practically brimming with excitent as he imdiately pulled out his chair and grabbed his phone from the table. "I’ll call your grandfather to let him know."
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