Mu Qing was about to ask who it was and why she heard a man's voice, but Shuishui had already hung up the phone.
Shuishui's end of the line beeped.
"A man's voice . . . Mu Zilin? No. Could it have been her boyfriend?" Mu Qing really wanted to know, but she didn't have the courage to call Shuishui again because she didn't want Shuishui to be annoyed. She was a considerate person, and she often thought whether her actions would offend anyone.
In the past, she wasn't as considerate, but she had learned to become more mindful of her words. Fortunately, Shuishui was tolerant towards her and was more open-minded with her. Shuishui was generally fond of Mu Qing.
Shuishui looked at Mu Ziyu, washed her hands, and asked, "Have you eaten dinner?"
"Not yet. I came to pick you up for dinner," Ziyu said as he walked to the kitchen. "You haven't cooked a lot, right?"
"En, let's go out and eat," Shuishui said as she peered into the pot. She couldn't refuse Mu Ziyu's invitation because he was already at her apartment. She turned off the stove. She looked at the uncooked vegetables in the pot and said, "How about this? Wait for me. I'll put the ingredients back."
"Okay." Mu Ziyu sat down and waited quietly with a smile on his face. He silently watched Shuishui's back as she moved in the kitchen.
She was still in her first year of high school and was still growing. Ziyu thought that she was too slim and had to eat more nutritious food. He didn't have any other thoughts about Shuishui. He simply felt that she was a little thin and weak. He knew that she had a large appetite and loved desserts, but it didn't seem like she had gained weight.
When Shuishui had finished tidying up, she said, "I'm done. Oh, that's not right. I'll change my clothes first. It doesn't seem good to go out in a school uniform."
Shuishui quickly went to her room to change her clothes. She was dressed a little more maturely. It would look strange if she went out to dinner with an ***** while she looked like a child.
Mu Ziyu did not mind how she dressed. After all, he did not have any ill intentions and was simply attracted to Shuishui.
Shuishui had no idea that Mu Ziyu liked her. She simply thought that she had gained one more friend. She did not think that Mu Ziyu would like a girl like her. Their ages differed by five or six years, and although it was not a very large gap, their interactions with each other had not been very extensive.
However, Mu Ziyu liked Shuishui's personality very much. He found Shuishui to be very attractive in many aspects. He admired how she would be fully focused when she was serious about something.
"Brother Mu, where are we going for dinner?" Shuishui asked as she got into the car. When she fastened her seat belt, she realized that she did not know where they would eat.
Mu Ziyu gave a simple introduction about the restaurant he planned to bring her to. "It's a restaurant with French cuisine. What do you think? It has been open for many years. The head chef is from France and they have excellent service." He then drove off and headed towards the restaurant when he saw that Shuishui had not objected to it.
Shuishui had not eaten French food for a long time. In her previous life, she had often gone to French restaurants because she had many foreign friends. They usually ate western food, but they also occasionally ate at French restaurants,
She and her friends often joked that formal western food, such as dishes in French cuisine, were harder to digest because they had to eat slowly. In spite of the difference between French and western cuisine, she acknowledged that the the two cuisines offered nutritious food.
They soon arrived at a high-rise building. Mu Ziyu drove towards the basement parking lot. There were not many empty spaces left. Fortunately, they soon spotted a vacant space, and Mu Ziyu quickly parked the car.
Shuishui glanced at the sports car opposite them. Its headlights were flashing.
Shuishui said, "Brother Mu, that car seems to be deliberately flashing at us."
"I probably know the owner of that car. Get out of the car first." Mu Ziyu's expression was cold. He did not expect that his date night would be ruined.
When they got out of the car, the car's headlights stopped flashing. The people inside also got out the car.
"Mu Ziyu, what a coincidence," a flashy young man said as he walked towards Mu Ziyu. He looked at Shuishui and said, "This is the first time I've seen you take a woman out on a date. Are you headed for the French restaurant? Come join us. My treat." He put his arms around his female companions's shoulders and pinched her.
Because there were other people around them, his female partner only squirmed a little.
Mu Ziyu smiled and said, "Thank you, but there's no need. I've already booked a table."
"It's all right. I booked a table for four people. Coincidentally, our two other companions can't come. We're old acquaintances. We should definitely eat together, right, madam?" the flashy young man asked Shuishui.
Shuishui could sense that Mu Ziyu did not like him. He was obviously a playboy. She assumed that the man and Ziyu have known each other for a long time.
What should she say? She was not sure how to respond. She had to be careful about her response. "I respect Brother Mu's decision. I'll go with whatever his decision will be," she said.
She left Mu Ziyu to decide.
The man's female companion wriggled to free herself from the man's embrace and said, "Since you brought your girlfriend, you have to give her the best. Young Master Jiang has booked our reservation half a month ago, and he also booked a chef to serve us. Let go of your past grudges. Besides, Young Master Mu, this must be her first time here. Don't you want her to experience the best food and service?"
Shuishui glanced at the woman's chest. Her breasts looked like they were about to burst out. They became even larger whenever she crossed her arms. It was clear that the woman had undergone breast augmentation. Shuishui looked away.
Shuishui took a step back and said, "Uhm . . . I don't mind."
What other foods and cuisines had she not tried yet? Back then, she often ate out with her friends. A few of them were French, so she learned how to speak a little French. However, she could only talk in French about food. She was not yet highly skilled in speaking the language. Every time she went out with her friends, they would introduce her to the others in French. That was how she had slowly learned the language. She remembered the many French dishes they had tried. She also recalled a few French words that she knew how to use in regular conversation.
Mu Ziyu looked at Shuishui. He had gone to great lengths just for the reservation. He didn't really want Shuishui to be friends with this man. Soon, the man walked over to Shuishui's side. "Pretty lady, what do you think? I'm sure the table you have reserved isn't as good as the one we booked. Come with us then. I'll lead the way."
Ignoring whether they wanted to go with him or not, the young man walked ahead of them.
Mu Ziyu thought for a moment and agreed. "I guess it would be all right. Although I don't like him very much, I admire his attentiveness. He had picked this location for his date tonight. It's a good choice. Let's just go with them."
"All right," Shuishui said as she laughed a little. She thought that Mu Ziyu was going to reject the invitation. She wondered why he had suddenly changed his mind.
She brushed it off as she realized that there must have been a few events in the past that caused the awkwardness. Those had nothing to do with her.
They walked upstairs, entered the elevator, and went straight to the 88th floor.
It was Shuishui's first time in that building. The building was known as 101, because it had a total of 101 floors. It was considered the tallest building in the city.
"This French restaurant is unique because it it is a revolving restaurant, so you can enjoy the scenery of the entire city," the fancy man said to Shuishui when he saw the curiosity in her eyes. 'She has never been here before? She must come from an average family.'
They walked to the window and saw the scenery outside. The restaurant interior was mostly white, and it was heavily decorated with fresh white flowers.
Shuishui thought that the place was okay. The restaurant heavily invested in the interior to boost its overall ambiance.
French restaurants always evoked a warm and cozy feeling. They were generally considered very romantic.
As they sat down, a waiter in a black and white shirt handed them the menu and said, "Our chef will come to serve you."
A foreign-looking man approached their table.
Another person stood beside the foreigner. She was supposed to be the translator, but she was petite and was concealed by the chef's huge body.
The chef started to babble in pure French.
He had introduced the dishes to them and asked them what they wanted to eat.
Shuishui understood, and she quickly and fluently told the chef the appetizers, Chinese dishes, soup, and desserts she wanted. Then, she asked Mu Ziyu, "What do you want to eat?"
"Help me order. I don't have any dietary restrictions," Mu Ziyu said and smiled. He was surprised that Shuishui could speak French.
Shuishui nodded and ordered food for Mu Ziyu. The chef then started to chat with Shuishui.
"Your French is very good. Did you study abroad?" the Frenchman asked her.
Shuishui shook her head. "No. I just have a few French friends. I learned a little basic conversational French from them."
"I think it's very good. What do your two friends want to order?" the chef asked Shuishui as he looked at the two other people.
Shuishui turned to the man and his female companion and said, "The chef would like to know your order."
"I want—Xiao Mei, what do you want? Order it," the young man said. He often visited this revolving restaurant. Although he didn't speak French, he knew what he wanted to order. He just asked Xiao Mei, his female companion, to order it for him.
Xiao Mei thought for a moment. "I don't eat mutton. Anything else is fine."
Shuishui told the chef their preferences. When she was done, they noticed the pretty girl behind the chef. Her face was red, and she was a little embarrassed. She asked, "Um, what else do you need me to do?"
The young man sighed and looked at the girl and felt a little dissatisfied. "So you're here. Why didn't you come out earlier?" He used to like this girl, but he felt annoyed that she had not come out to help them order.
Shuishui felt that there was no need to make things difficult for others. "Since you've already ordered, there's no need to be angry. After all, she's only a girl," she said to the young man.
"I was just casual with her. Don't mind it too much," the man said. He tried to redeem his gentlemanly demeanor. "You can go. We have already ordered," he told the girl.
The pretty boy looked at Shuishui. He had misjudged her. "I am Jiang Yuchen. How will I call you?"
He was attracted to Shuishui when he found out she could speak another language.
Mu Ziyu looked at Shuishui. He was very surprised. He didn't expect to see another side of her that day.