Chapter 1103: A Melodramatic Romance

It seemed that all the procedures were correct; candlelight dinners at Western restaurants were generally standard in this way.

Although the musician was late, it didn't affect the good mood of the two in the slightest.

Qi Heng: "Let's have the food served first."

Waiter: "Sir, are you sure you want the food served now? Why not wait until the musician arrives, set out the fresh flowers, and serve the food after the prayer?"

Sheng Zichen had even arranged for fresh flowers?

Having fresh flowers wasn't strange, but why was there a need for prayer?

Shi Ran felt it was strange and asked, "Why is there still a need for prayer?"

Waiter: "Guests who come to this restaurant must pray; this is a specialty of our establishment."

Fine, since it was a specialty, then she would do as the locals do.

The restaurant was decorated quite well, just a bit plain.

The color scheme was either black or white.

The two hadn't sat for long before the musician arrived.

The musician was covered in sweat, panting as he arrived before the two to apologize and explain the reason for his lateness, then went to change his clothes to prepare to start.

The food began to be served.

Waiters filed in, placing exquisite dishes one after another on the table; just looking at them made them seem delicious. The restaurant Sheng Zichen chose surely had no issues with the food.

But soon, Qi Heng was furious!

The waiter brought out fresh flowers—a bouquet of chrysanthemums, both white and yellow.

"What is the meaning of this? Why send chrysanthemums? This is too much, bring your boss here."

"Sir, this is a specialty of our establishment."

The waiter looked innocent.

"Take it away, take it away, we don't want this kind."

"Very well."

The waiter removed the flowers, and the musician came out after changing his clothes, wearing a white Chinese-style jacket with a frog-button closure, holding a traditional Chinese horn in his hand!

A suona!

A series of modulated, mournful traditional Chinese horn sounds rang out—funeral music!

"Stop!"

Qi Heng shouted for them to stop, completely enraged.

"Call your boss here, now, immediately, right away. I want to ask what on earth you mean by this? Is this how you open a shop and do business?"

The waiter felt very aggrieved: "Sir, is there any aspect of our service that is lacking? Please don't be angry; tell us where we did poorly, and we will change it."

"Still asking where you did poorly? Everything is poorly done!"

"Is this how you do things? What kind of shop decorates a dating spot like a mourning hall, sends chrysanthemums, and plays the traditional Chinese horn? Finding your boss is being polite; I should go to the Consumer Association to report you..."

It wasn't just Qi Heng; in fact, Shi Ran was also a bit angry.

How unlucky.

The customers were unhappy, and the restaurant's waiter and musician were also very aggrieved.

"Sir, this is a specialty restaurant; it is specifically prepared for guests commemorating their relatives, not a place for couples to date."

Qi Heng:...

Shi Ran:...

"What?"

Qi Heng's tone softened: "You mean, this is a specialty restaurant specifically prepared for commemorating deceased relatives?" No wonder they felt strange as soon as they walked in; now the answer was out.

If that was the case, everything could be explained.

A young couple on a date taking this as a dating spot was a huge misunderstanding. It should have been clarified when booking the meal. This time, the waiter brought the boss over, and the boss called over the person who had handled the reception.

The receptionist said that two boys around ten years old had come to book the spot. The two had looked all over the upstairs and downstairs in a professional manner, asking if they would provide flowers and if there would be violin playing.

Seeing that the two children were cute, he had teased them a bit, and they really did book the spot and pay the money.

However, what the two children asked about most was what dishes were available and where the chef was from; they didn't say it was a couple's date. If they had clarified, he would have refused.

So it was a farce, a misunderstanding.

Sheng Family.

"Sheng Zichen."

"Sheng Zichen, get out here!"

The two entered the door shouting and yelling, busy looking for Sheng Zichen to settle the score.

It was summer vacation, and the younger brothers were all at home.

Sheng Zichen quickly ran out from his room: "I'm here, I'm here. How was it? Was today's date satisfactory...?" He said halfway, noticing their expressions were not quite right, and became vigilant.

"Satisfactory."

Shi Ran gritted her teeth: "It was simply as satisfactory as it could possibly be. Zichen, come here, your sister is prepared to give you a big gift to properly thank you!"

Something was wrong.

Sheng Zichen didn't go over and retreated vigilantly.

No matter how one looked at their expressions, they didn't look like they wanted to thank him; it looked more like they were seeking revenge!

The two exchanged a glance, then one to the left and one to the right, separately flanking him.

"Hey! What's wrong with you two? Are you going to return kindness with enmity?" Zichen wasn't stupid; seeing things were bad, he turned and ran, shouting as he ran.

"Litian!"

"Litian!"

Hearing the shouts, Litian hurriedly ran out of the room as well, shielding Sheng Zichen behind him: "Sister Ranran, Brother A Heng, how has my brother offended you? Let's talk this out; Mom says we should use words, not force."

"Great, we were just looking for you, and you delivered yourself to our doorstep."

"No need to protect him, we'll beat you along with him!"

Something was wrong.

These two were furious; the two boys made a split-second decision, concluding that a wise man doesn't fight when the odds are against him—time to run!

The two held hands and bolted.

"Stop! Don't run!"

"You can run from the monk, but you can't run from the temple!"

Litian utilized his talent for running, pulling Sheng Zichen along at high speed; Qi Heng and Shi Ran couldn't catch up at all.

"Hmph! Just you wait."

Shi Ran turned around and nearly collided with her mother.

Shi Youxuan: "What did they do to you two? You came back and started chasing them all over the courtyard; what will the neighbors think if they see this?"

Qi Heng apologized: "I'm sorry, Auntie, it's my fault; it won't happen again."

Shi Ran: "Mom, you don't know how excessive these two brats were." With a belly full of anger and her mother asking, she spilled everything like beans pouring from a bamboo tube.

Shi Youxuan:...

These two little rascals deserve a beating!

"Carry on, I'm going out shopping."

Mother walked out gracefully, and the two rascals were dumbfounded!

"Sheng Zichen, you stand right there..."

"Sheng Litian, where do you think you're running to!"

In the end, they didn't get away and were caught and given a sound thrashing.

What was supposed to be a romantic date had been ruined.

Sheng Zichen felt aggrieved after being beaten: "No good deed goes unpunished; you two are too much. The cartoon was so good, I didn't even bear to watch it, and not only are you ungrateful, you're blaming me."

"When going to a restaurant to eat, of course the food is what matters most; why do you care about their specialties? As long as it tastes good, that's enough!"

Yun Qitian had returned.

Qi Heng became nervous again.

He pulled Shi Ran aside to tutor him, thinking that this way, Yun Qitian wouldn't get involved.

Yet Yun Qitian took the initiative to offer to help him tutor Chinese.

Before he could respond, Shi Ran had already agreed: "Great, great! I'm fine with science subjects, but I worry about Chinese. It's not just A Heng who needs tutoring; I need it too."

Since Shi Ran had said so, he naturally had no reason to refuse.

The three of them returned to their old routine; Yun Qitian would arrive at the Sheng Family at seven every morning, as punctual as an alarm clock.

Not a second too early, and certainly not a second too late.

This time happened to coincide with the Sheng Family's breakfast, so they would eat together.

He intentionally didn't eat at home, coming here instead; the Sheng Family had many people and many children, their breakfast was rich and varied, and it tasted better eating with a crowd.

The Yun Family only had a family of three; years ago, because Ma Ling'er was too busy with work while pregnant with her second child, she suffered a miscarriage due to lack of rest and never conceived again.