bookbashuk Chapter 479 It's Impossible to Really Like You
Chapter 479 It's Impossible to Really Like You
Xie Shuyao's face darkened, and she said in a blunt tone, "Then you and your boyfriend can watch a romantic movie."
"Xixi, Lu Boyi, and I are watching a comedy. Since the two movies are about the same length, we can just meet up at the movie theater after we finish watching them."
Lu Boxi glanced at his older brother, then at Zhao Yizhi, and quickly tried to smooth things over: "Why don't we all watch the same thing? That way it'll be more lively, and we won't have to wait separately."
Lu Boyi glanced at him indifferently and said calmly, "Let each of you watch your own thing. Everyone has different preferences, so there's no need to force yourselves. Anyway, the time is about the same, so just meet up at the door when you're done."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yizhi quickly composed herself and said, feigning understanding, "Bo Xi, forget it, let's prioritize our older brother and the others. I'm fine with watching comedies, as long as I'm with you."
Lu Boxi instantly looked pleased, ruffled her hair, and praised, "Zhizhi, you are so sensible."
Xie Shuyao watched from the side and couldn't help but roll her eyes, thinking to herself: "Idiot, she's being completely manipulated and thinks she's found a treasure."
In the end, all five of them chose that comedy film together.
Xie Shuyao originally intended to pay, but Lu Boxi and Lu Boyi wouldn't allow it.
They are used to men paying, and how can they let women pay when they are out and about?
Laughter frequently filled the theater during the movie; everyone seemed to be having a great time.
Only Zhao Yizhi sat quietly in the corner, without saying a word.
His complexion was still not very good, clearly indicating that he wasn't interested in watching the movie.
It was already past 5 p.m. when the movie ended.
Lu Boxi had already booked a hotel near the movie theater.
There are many places to eat around here.
But Lu Boxi has lived in Shenzhen for many years, so he doesn't know where to find good restaurants with a nice atmosphere.
He knew this better than anyone, which is why Lu Boyi asked him to arrange a place to eat.
The group arrived at a private restaurant with a very nice ambiance, where Lu Boxi had booked a private room in advance.
The private room was very upscale, with exquisite decor and soft lighting. There was also someone playing the piano in the middle of the lobby outside, creating a very pleasant atmosphere.
The group entered the private room and sat down. The waiter quickly handed out menus, one for each person.
Xie Shuyao opened the menu and was instantly shocked when she saw the prices of the dishes—some of them were even worth a month's salary for her!
She sighed inwardly: Well, this has once again shattered her understanding of "rich people".
Xie Shuyao simply flipped through the menu to broaden her horizons; she had no intention of ordering anything.
Since Lu Boxi and Lu Boyi were hosting, she could just wait to eat and there was no need to make a fuss.
Lu Boyi turned slightly to the side, getting very close to Ming Nianxi.
His warm breath brushed against her ear, his tone carrying a barely perceptible probing: "Is there anything you like to eat?"
Ming Nianxi curled her fingertips slightly, lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze, and said in a soft but easygoing voice, "I won't be picky, you decide."
A hint of a smile flashed across Lu Boyi's eyes, and he nodded gently: "Okay."
Zhao Yizhi, standing to the side, was much more casual than Ming Nianxi, showing no politeness whatsoever.
I picked up the menu and deftly ordered two of my favorite dishes.
He even pointed to the menu with feigned familiarity, introducing it to Lu Xie Shuyao and Ming Nianxi: "These two dishes are incredibly delicious, you must try them, this is the restaurant's signature dish."
The two of them didn't interrupt, but listened quietly. Judging from her animated expression, she really seemed like a regular customer of this upscale restaurant.
Lu Boyi lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment. The image of Ming Nianxi secretly picking up several dishes with her chopsticks at noon flashed through his mind. He then ordered four dishes as well.
Not to be outdone, Lu Boxi, standing to the side, also ordered four dishes.
In this type of upscale restaurant, the dishes are mostly exquisite and small in size, with a total of ten dishes that are just right.
The dishes were served quickly, and Ming Nianxi glanced around and noticed that half of the dishes on the table were her favorite flavors.
A warmth suddenly welled up in her heart, and she unconsciously glanced at Lu Boyi.
Several of the dishes were quite similar to those that Lu Boyi had made that morning.
The presentation here is more refined and sophisticated, making it far more visually appealing. As for the taste, it goes without saying that it is fresh, mellow, and flavorful.
Lu Boyi maintained a gentlemanly demeanor throughout, constantly serving food to Ming Nianxi.
He carefully helped her avoid the ingredients she couldn't eat, and the tenderness in his eyes was impossible to hide.
Halfway through the meal, Zhao Yizhi suddenly put down her chopsticks and her gaze fell on Ming Nianxi.
With a hint of barely perceptible boast in her tone, she joked casually, "Nianxi, how's it? The food here is delicious, isn't it? I doubt you've ever been to a place like this before, have you?"
Ming Nianxi slowly put down her chopsticks, a faint smile on her face, and replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Yes, I really have to thank Lu Boxi this time, otherwise I really wouldn't have had the chance to experience such a high-end hotel."
Ming Nianxi didn't feel embarrassed at all; it was perfectly normal that she hadn't been there before.
Just admit it openly.
She countered with, "I suppose you come here often by yourself, Yizhi? Otherwise, how would you know so much about the cuisine here?"
The implication is: Did you come here alone?
Zhao Yizhi's smile froze, and her heart skipped a beat—where had she been before?
I usually only have the opportunity to set foot in places like this when I'm with Lu Boxi.
She was momentarily flustered, wondering if Ming Nianxi's words were deliberately meant to undermine her.
Just then, Lu Boxi turned to look at Zhao Yizhi, his tone tinged with curiosity: "Zhizhi, do you come here often?"
Zhao Yizhi quickly waved her hand, her cheeks instantly turning bright red.
With a hint of embarrassment, she explained, "No way! I came here with you."
Xie Shuyao and Ming Nianxi, who were sitting to the side, exchanged a glance.
A hint of sneer flashed across his eyes—he was putting on quite a show.
Lu Boyi saw all of this and his feelings for Ming Nianxi deepened even more.
She wasn't the kind of person who was weak and easily bullied or manipulated. If she were, he would have to put in more effort to teach her how to protect herself.
After all, he can't be by her side every moment; she needs to have the ability to protect herself.
Moreover, she will be the eldest sister-in-law of the Lu family in the future, how could she lack any courage?
After eating for a while, Ming Nianxi got up, said softly, "I'm going to the restroom," and turned to leave the private room.
But as soon as she came out of the restroom, Zhao Yizhi blocked her way.
At this moment, the gentle smile on Zhao Yizhi's face was gone.
Instead, there was undisguised displeasure and hostility, her tone cold and sarcastic: "Do you know the Lu family's background?"
"Lu Boyi could never really like you; he's just playing around. The Lu family would never marry a woman from such a humble background as you."
Upon hearing this, Ming Nianxi first noticed the name "Lu Boyi"—so that was his full name. No wonder he used a pseudonym at the company.
However, that's irrelevant. The most important thing right now is to deal with this aggressive woman in front of us.
She raised an eyebrow, her tone casual as she retorted, "Really? I wasn't planning on forcing my way into anyone's door, but now that you mention it, I'm curious to see what kind of door it is that even someone like you can get in, but I can't."
Zhao Yizhi frowned, her tone becoming increasingly arrogant: "My family's assets exceed 100 million. What does your family have? Judging from your clothes, you probably aren't even middle-class, are you?"