A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 675 All It Takes Is One Word from Me

"Fan!"

Lu Wen-Jing was instantly overjoyed to see Ye Fan, and she ran over to grab the corner of his shirt.

"I just knew you would keep your promise," said Lu Wen-Jing as she beamed.

Ye Fan patted Lu Wen-Jing's little head indulgently.

Then he glanced at Lu Hong and smiled ambiguously as he said, "Miss Lu, you have such great acting skills. I suggest you embark on an acting career. You might even come home with an Oscar." "You..." said Lu Hong with her face livid, but she couldn't defend herself against Ye Fan.

She sneered coldly and turned without saying a word.

Ye Fan stopped talking about it. There was no sense in stooping to her level.

Also, Ye Fan couldn't fault her for her acts.

Since it was their car, they had the right to refuse him the ride.

Ye Fan would simply ignore her.

It wasn't as though he was here for them.

"Okay. Since everyone is here, then let's send for the dishes," said Qiu Huan. She shouted for the waiter, and the food arrived very quickly.

"Jingjing, happy birthday. This is from Honghong and me. See if you like it?" said her brother-in-law, Zeng Hai-Tao, as he handed her a long gift box.

She opened the box to reveal the latest iPhone sitting inside.

Qiu Huan hurriedly said, "This gift is too expensive. Jingjing is just a kid. How can she accept a gift like this? Hai-Tao, I'm glad you're so kind to her, but you absolutely have to take the gift back. It's simply too expensive."

Qiu Huan kept rejecting their gift.

The phone cost almost $10,000 and was too expensive for a young girl like Lu Wen-Jing.

Also, Lu Hong and Lu Wen-Jing were cousins, so she didn't have to go through the expense.

"Auntie Huan, don't worry. This is for Jingjing and not you, so it doesn't matter whether you are willing to accept it. Moreover, it's just a bit of money. Every one of Hai-Tao's shirts cost more than this. I'll just tell him to buy fewer outfits. So Auntie Huan, don't worry about the money. You should be worried about someone else instead," said Lu Hong as she smiled. Her words were brimming with bragging.

Lu Hong even glanced at Ye Fan as she spoke like she was purposely saying it to Ye Fan.

Lu Hong thought a look of inferiority would surface on his face when he heard her.

But she was sorely disappointed.

Ye Fan remained calm. Her words didn't set off a single ripple in his heart.

Lu Hong felt as though all attacks on Ye Fan were futile.

But Lu Hong refused to give up. After her husband presented their gift, Lu Hong looked at Ye Fan and said, "Aren't you going to give Jingjing a birthday present? If you are broke, my hubby can lend you some money."

Ye Fan ignored her. Instead, he looked at Lu Wen-Jing and said, "Jingjing, I came in hurry and didn't have the time to prepare a present, so I got you some fruit on the way here."

Ye Fan placed a fruit basket before Lu Wen-Jing as he spoke.

PFFFT!

Lu Hong couldn't help bursting out in laughter.

"Fruit? It's the first time I heard people gave fruit as birthday gifts," said Lu Hong as she chuckled.

Qiu Huan glared at her and said, "Honghong, mind your manners."

"Auntie Huan, I'm not trying to be rude. I just feel bad for Jingjing. Who gives some fruit as a birthday present? He clearly doesn't give a damn about Jingjing, so he's trying to pull a fast one. Right, Jingjing?" asked Lu Hong as she smiled.

She reckoned that her cousin, Lu Wen-Jing, was probably furious.

But unexpectedly, Lu Wen-Jing kept on smiling happily.

"Teehee, the fact that Fan is here is the best present ever! I like anything Fan gives me," said Lu Wen-Jing as she hugged the fruit basket and laughed.

Lu Hong glared and retorted, "Jingjing, are you okay?"

"Oh my! How has he bewitched you? I don't get it!" said Lu Hong glumly. Lu Wen-Jing wasn't even as happy when they gave her an iPhone.

But here she was treating the damned fruit basket like it was a treasure.

This silly cousin of hers.

Lu Hong shook her head helplessly.

Qiu Huan sighed in her heart as she watched.

He couldn't even afford to buy a decent present. It went to show how badly Qiu Mu-Cheng's family was doing.

She wanted to help her niece out.

But she couldn't keep helping them for the rest of their lives.

Qiu Mu-Cheng was destined to be impoverished for the rest of our life because she married someone as ordinary as Ye Fan. Poor Qiu Mu-Cheng.

"Honghong, this is?" asked Zeng Hai-Tao just as Qiu Huan was worrying about Qiu Mu-Cheng's situation.

Since he and Lu Hong had been dating for a while, he had seen most of her relatives, but it was the first time he met Ye Fan.

"Hai-Tao, I forgot to introduce him. This is Auntie Huan's niece's husband, Ye Fan. He's the live-in husband I told you about. He was on his way back to his hometown for Lunar New Year, and it happened to be Jingjing's birthday, so he came over to leech us for food and accommodation. Isn't it great?" said Lu Hong with a tone of contempt as she smiled calmly.

Zeng Hai-Tao suddenly realized who Ye Fan was.

"Oh, so you're relatives. Come, Fan! Pleased to meet you," said Zeng Hai-Tao warmly as he handed Ye Fan a cigarette.

Ye Fan waved his hand and said he didn't smoke.

"They are branded cigarettes. Sure you don't want any? You probably can't buy these in the countryside so easily?" asked Zeng Hai-Tao again.

Ye Fan waved his hand and rejected it again.

"Fine, if you insist. Since we are relatives, why don't you bring your parents over tonight? I can take you out for some sightseeing and eat back here at Hongxing Restaurant. This is one of the top three restaurants in Jingzhou. Usually, when you want to dine here, you have to make reservations a week in advance. Most people don't get to dine here," said Zeng Hai-Tao as he smiled smugly.

What?

"You need reservations even? Hai-Tao, did you start making reservations for Jingjing's birthday a week ago? I feel so bad about all the trouble you took!" said Qiu Huan, who was instantly shocked.

Instead, Zeng Hai-Tao waved his hand and said, "Auntie Huan, we don't need reservations. The restaurant manager used to be Dad's driver. He still has to call me Young Master when he sees me. If I ask for it he will obediently give us a private room, so there's no need to reserve

it. If you want to eat here, all it takes is a word from me."