t like a duck being forced onto a shelf, but remembering what Tang Mo Qing had done to her that night, she refused to back down.Gritting her teeth, since this was the result that Master Tang hoped she...Chapter 1103: That Woman

Wen Ping Sheng flipped open the menu, like a cookbook of delicacies. Each page featured a photograph of a dish and its name.

The dish name is thoughtfully written in both German and English.

She doesn't understand German, but she understands English.

A menu, with appetizers, soups, main courses, and desserts, has less than twenty items in total.

As Yixiang said, there aren't many choices for the type of food.

However, since he dared to guarantee that the food at this restaurant was the most authentic he had ever eaten, Wen Ping Sheng decided to believe him and ordered every dish.

After ordering their food, Wen Ping Sheng chatted with him, “This restaurant has such a limited menu and is hard to find. The decor also looks a bit intimidating. Does the owner make any money”

Yi Sheng explained to her, “Betty operated the restaurant not for profit. Her ancestors were imperial chefs, and there are still some family members who are German court chefs; Betty simply found a place to practice the culinary skills she inherited. The dishes on the menu are only a small part of what she can make, and she changes the menu every season. Betty is not short of money, her son runs a hotel in Germany with some fame.”

Upon hearing this, Wen Ping Sheng couldn't help but be surprised. He hadn't expected that the proprietress of a restaurant on the verge of bankruptcy would actually be a true-blue socialite.

She blurted out, "Powering love, huh"

"Mm," Yisheng nodded and said, "Betina's restaurant doesn't operate every day. When she's in a good mood, the restaurant will be open for business; sometimes she has something to do, or goes shopping with friends, has afternoon tea, or goes to the beauty salon, she won't inform customers in advance, only informing the waiters hired by the restaurant that they will be closed the next day. Some regular customers often make a wasted trip."

"Haha, so willful! But I also admire Bettina's carefree and free-spirited lifestyle."

This reminded Wen Ping Sheng of a joke, which went something like this: hoping that life in the future would be ordinary, achieving childhood dreams, becoming a small grocery store owner. The variety of goods in the store wouldn't need to be too many, snacks would just be what he loved to eat. It wouldn't matter if there was no business all day long, closing shop at 5 pm on time, and then... driving his limited-edition Ferrari back to his thousand-square-meter villa in the city center, saying nothing, enjoying the ordinary.

She thought Bettina's life now was something like this.

"Ping Sheng, have you ever fantasized about what your old age would be like" Yi Sheng casually asked.

“Of course, I’ve thought about it. When I was younger, I wanted to work hard to save money and then buy 60 houses outright, renting them all out. My daily job would be collecting rent from two houses, working thirty days a month. Just thinking about it feels incredibly inspiring and ambitious.” Wen Pingsheng said with longing in his eyes, “The rent plus the dividends from Wen's shares should mean I won’t have too difficult a time in my old age.”

"…" Yisheng.

Does she have some misunderstanding about poverty

He then asked, "What about February 28th or January 31st"

"That's simple. Just work a few extra hours in February. If there's a 31st, take a day off. Balance work and rest." Wen Ping Sheng answered without hesitation.

The two chatted casually, and the restaurant's owner personally brought their prepared food to their table.

"Yisheng, I wish you find your soulmate. This meal is on me." Bettina said excitedly as she arranged the food, "I thought I wouldn't see you again, but I was so surprised to have such a big surprise from you."

"Thank you!" Yisheng said softly. After a moment's thought, she added, "When I marry Pingsheng, I will definitely send you an invitation."

"When are you getting married" Bettina pressed immediately.

Yi Sheng said, “Next spring.”

Having received her answer, Bettina left their table and did not disturb the two people eating.

Next, Yisheng translated the conversation between him and Bettina to Wen Pingsheng.

“Yi Sheng, you used to run all over the world, didn't you have friends in every corner of the world” Wen Ping Sheng asked, then took a sip of the thick soup and praised, “This soup tastes amazing. I ate at the highest-end restaurants in Germany with my older brother before, and I’ve had this soup, but compared to this one here, the difference is immediately apparent. Try it…”

She spoke, ladling some soup and bringing it to his lips.

Yisheng naturally finished the soup in her spoon before answering her question.

"Places you've been to, you meet one or two people, but after leaving that place, I won't keep in touch with them anymore. When I left Germany, I haven't kept in touch with Bettina until now."

When bringing her here, I didn't even say hello to Bettina beforehand.

Just now when Bettina saw him, she said that she'd never dared to change her number, just in case he tried to contact her. She said she cherished him as a friend very much.

He was well aware that he was cold and aloof in his interpersonal relationships, rarely lingering over the passersby in his life.

Wen Ping Sheng nodded, not knowing how to respond.

"Here you go," Yisheng used his dinner knife to cut the small sausages into bite-sized pieces and placed them in front of her. "This is Bettina's most proud dish, try it."

In Germany, one of the most famous signature dishes is sausage, and there are many varieties and ways to prepare it.

The two of them ate for a while.

Yisheng turned his head when he heard Bettina's footsteps and saw her greeting a female customer who had just come in. "Fan Ge, it's been a long time! How are you It's been half a year since I last saw you."

When Yisheng heard the two words "Fan Ge," his whole body stiffened, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of obscure and complex emotions flashed in his eyes.

Then a cold voice, belonging to a woman known as Fan Ge, replied, "On business."

The restaurant was only so small, Yi Sheng's eyes shifted slightly, and she saw the woman in black sitting at another table. The side profile made Yi Sheng's gaze tremble violently.

Wen Ping Sheng was busy battling a feast, oblivious to Yi Sheng's strangeness.

As if remembering something, Yisheng quickly retracted his gaze, suppressing certain emotions deep within his heart. He ate lunch nonchalantly, chatting with Wen Pingsheng about their destination for a while.

The woman ordered a soup, a bread, and a main course. She ate quickly but not rudely.

Wen Ping Sheng and Yi Sheng hadn't finished half their meal when the woman was already full. After finishing, she didn't even say hello to Bettina, just put the money on the table and left without looking back.

The woman left shortly after.

Yisheng couldn't contain the doubts swirling in his heart any longer. As Bettina was serving the meal, he lowered his voice and asked her in German, "Bettina, do you know the woman who had dinner with us just now" do then" The boy frowned, tentatively asking the milky dumpling, "Shouldn't you cry"The driver helplessly, “...”Where on earth did you learn to pacify children like thatHe tried to suggest, “Second Y...