For those who do not understand French, the names of the dishes on the menu might as well be hieroglyphs!
Ming Yao glanced at Old Lady Zhou, who had a hint of disdain and contempt in her eyes.
Zhou Zhiyan, seeing Ming Yao staying silent, put on a show and said, "Miss Ming, you probably don't understand French, do you? Want me to order for you?"
Gu Siting glanced at the menu, saw that everything was in French, and furrowed his brows slightly. As he reached out his long hand to take the menu, he heard Zhou Zhiyan say, "Brother Siting, I'm so sorry; I will suggest to my brother that he should create a Chinese menu."
As she spoke, she gave Ming Yao an apologetic smile, "Miss Ming, daughters of prominent families typically know several languages. I forgot that you're not from the same circles as us!"
Upon Zhou Zhiyan's words, diners around them all looked over at their table.
Some recognized Gu Siting and then glanced at the beautiful woman opposite him.
