On the other side.
Meng Qiulan took Shen Modi and left the jewelry store, heading straight for the health management center in Yunding Building.
Seeing Meng Qiulan, the staff at the SPA center were extremely enthusiastic.
The manager personally came over to prepare fruits and refreshments for Meng Qiulan and arranged for two of the best technicians.
Meng Qiulan instructed the manager, "Manager Xu, this is my daughter-in-law. You'll help her get a card like mine later. After you've done that, send me a WeChat message about how much money needs to be recharged."
"Okay, Sister Meng." The manager had a warm and enthusiastic smile on her face.
She also gave Shen Modi a surprised look.
She remembered that many times before, it was Yao Yutong, the daughter of the Yao family, who accompanied Meng Qiulan to have a SPA.
Anyway, it was a matter of wealthy families, and she didn't dare to ask too many questions. All she needed to do was smile and follow orders.
The technicians she arranged served Meng Qiulan and Shen Modi very well.
Shen Modi was so tired that as soon as the technician started massaging her shoulders and back, she felt sleepy. She had originally wanted to hold on, but the more she tried, the heavier her eyelids became, and she actually fell asleep.
Seeing that Shen Modi had fallen asleep, Meng Qiulan smiled with relief and closed her eyes to take a nap as well.
This child was just too exhausted and needed to relax. She decided to bring her to have a shoulder and back massage every once in a while.
An hour later...
Shen Modi woke up and apologized immediately, "Sorry, I fell asleep."
Meng Qiulan had a gentle and warm smile on her face, "There's nothing to be sorry about. When you're tired, you should rest. How do you feel now?"
"I feel really energetic." Shen Modi, seeing that Meng Qiulan had a gentle temperament, relaxed a lot.
"That's right. In the future, while taking care of your relatives, you also need to take more breaks. Only when you're well-rested can you take good care of them." Meng Qiulan smiled.
"Okay." Shen Modi replied.
She was truly grateful.
She also somewhat understood why Huo Mingze was so nice.
Because he had such a wonderful mother.
After Shen Modi had tidied herself up, Meng Qiulan smiled and said, "It's noon. It's time for lunch. Let's go, Mom will take you to have a meal."
"Mom, I'll treat you." Shen Modi said immediately.
Meng Qiulan reached out and took Shen Modi's arm, smiling, "Don't be so polite with Mom. I'm familiar with this area. Let's go."
Meng Qiulan was quite satisfied to see that Shen Modi's complexion had improved a lot after her nap.
To be honest, although this child came from a less privileged background, she was really beautiful, delicate and elegant, especially those eyes, which were so clean and pretty. It was a pleasure to look at her.
Meng Qiulan took Shen Modi to the most luxurious restaurant across from Yunding Building.
She had made up her mind to take Shen Modi to more high-end places in the future to help her get used to it.
As soon as they walked into the restaurant.
They saw two familiar figures walking into the restaurant almost at the same time as them.
Who else could it be if not Zeng Huizhen and Song Keying?
Tsk, the world was really small.
Seeing Meng Qiulan, Zeng Huizhen, whose anger had just subsided with great difficulty, felt her temper flare up again.
She immediately wriggled her hips and squeezed past Meng Qiulan.
Meng Qiulan ignored Zeng Huizhen and said to the waiter, "A private room, please!"
"The best private room." Zeng Huizhen raised her chin at the waiter.
She had been slapped in the face at the Love Lan brand counter earlier. Could she still be bullied now?
After all, Meng Qiulan was just a brand manager in China. She would never let her be arrogant in front of her.
"Sorry, ladies and gentlemen. We only have one private room left." The waiter was in a difficult position.
She then politely pointed to two newly vacated tables by the window in the hall and said, "There are also window seats in the hall. The air is fresh and the view is good. What do you think?"
She meant that one of them could give in and choose the hall.
After all, sometimes the window seats in the hall of their restaurant were more popular than the private rooms.
"I want the private room." Zeng Huizhen said with her chin raised and then gave Meng Qiulan a contemptuous glance.
Song Keying, holding Zeng Huizhen's arm, also gave Shen Modi a contemptuous glance.
Seeing Shen Modi's condition, she couldn't help frowning.
When they met a few days ago, Shen Modi had looked haggard to death. Now she actually looked radiant.
Heh, it was really different after hooking up with a rich second generation.
However, her mother-in-law was just a general agent in China, far from being comparable to the Gu family.
"I asked for the private room first, right?" Meng Qiulan said with a faint smile, speaking unhurriedly to the waiter.
The waiter, seeing the two groups of guests looking like they were about to come to blows, was even more embarrassed.
Zeng Huizhen was aggressive, "I clearly asked for the private room first and I also came in first."
She had indeed squeezed past Meng Qiulan when she came in and was indeed a bit ahead of Meng Qiulan.
"Is that so?" Meng Qiulan was still smiling.
"You say!" Zeng Huizhen looked at the waiter unhappily.
The waiter was extremely embarrassed. She immediately rolled her eyes, trying to come up with a solution, "Guests, how about this? I'll go and check immediately to see if there are any newly vacated private rooms?"
"Arrange a private room for me first. I don't have time to wait for you to check." Zeng Huizhen also noticed that Shen Modi's complexion was much better than in the morning and couldn't help snorting softly.
The waiter was extremely embarrassed.
"Give it to her." Meng Qiulan said with a smile.
The waiter felt greatly relieved and said gratefully, "Thank you for your understanding."
She immediately gestured politely to Zeng Huizhen, "This way, please."
"That's more like it." Zeng Huizhen's mood immediately improved and she felt great.
Shen Modi's mother-in-law was quite sensible.
There would be a lot of excitement in her life in Haicheng from now on. She could slap Shen Modi and her mother-in-law in the face from time to time.
"I remember that your Yunqing Restaurant has several very luxurious private rooms, numbered from one to four, one-one-one-one. Is it still available?" Meng Qiulan asked another waiter.
The waiter was extremely embarrassed, "Sorry, guest. These private rooms are all booked."
The Yunqing Restaurant had several particularly luxurious private rooms that had to be reserved at least a week in advance.
One-one-one-one was indeed still available because it was a private room reserved by the boss on a long-term basis. Without the boss's personal permission, this private room couldn't be arranged.
"Take us to one-one-one-one." Meng Qiulan said with a gentle smile.
"Guest, it's really booked." The waiter was embarrassed again.
"Pfft." Zeng Huizhen burst out laughing.
This was so hilarious!
Who did she think she was?
Song Keying was rather pretentious in front of Zeng Huizhen and always followed Zeng Huizhen's lead, trying her best to please her.
Seeing Zeng Huizhen laughing scornfully at this moment, she immediately burst out laughing cooperatively and covered her mouth, "Haha!"
Shen Modi had a relatively high tolerance when she was being bullied herself, but when someone she cared about was being bullied, she couldn't bear it.
Seeing that Zeng Huizhen and Song Keying were becoming more and more overbearing, even though her mother-in-law had given them the private room, they were still laughing at them in return. She was so angry that she was about to argue.
Meng Qiulan held Shen Modi back and said to the waiter with a smile, "Please ask your manager to come over."
"Pfft." Zeng Huizhen burst out laughing again.
This was so funny!
Shen Modi's mother-in-law was as dim-witted as Shen Modi!
They had already said there was only one private room left and that the luxurious private rooms were booked. What was the use of asking for the manager? Could the manager conjure up a private room?
The waiter who was leading them to the private room had already sensed something. These were two groups of guests who knew each other and didn't get along.
She immediately said to Zeng Huizhen, "This way, please."
Separating them could ease the conflict.
Zeng Huizhen refused to leave. She stood there with her arms folded, watching the fun. She raised her eyebrows and smiled, "I want to see what your manager looks like."