Chapter 18: The Intersection of Luxury and Extravagance (3)

  I looked up to see her still holding the stack of money in one hand, and moving the menu in front of me with the other, beaming with a smile. I felt a surge of deep emotions, but compromised with a sentence, "Anything is fine, thank you, Auntie."

  "It doesn't matter, you order."

  Father saw us being polite to each other and interrupted, "Forget it, I'll get straight to the point. Vivian, you can call me mom directly, calling me aunt is a bit awkward."

  "...... En." I was taken aback by Father's words, pretending to look at the menu, and responded with a low "en".

  The aunt was also taken aback at first, and only responded with a single syllable after a brief pause. Then, the corners of her eyes curved upwards, and she turned to me with a soft tone, "I just forgot to introduce myself, my name is Cheng Nuan Nuan, you can call me Auntie Nuan."

  I turned to her, quickly raising the corners of my lips, a fake smile that didn't reveal any emotions. In a soft tone, imitating hers, I called out, "Nuan Nuan Auntie."

  Cheng Nuan was stunned again, she took a sip of lemon water from the cup, her expression relaxed, and then smiled and pointed to a dish with her slender fingers, "Egg yolk sauce baked scallops, add this dish. Does Vivian eat seafood?"

  "I'm allergic to this, haha." My father didn't expect me to be allergic to it. He looked at the menu's photo and asked repeatedly, "Are you allergic to seafood?"

  I shook my head and pointed at the egg yolk in the photo, "I'm allergic to egg yolks."

  "Then let's have the grilled scallops." Cheng Nuan held my hand, the air conditioning in the restaurant was set a bit low, I felt a slight chill and subconsciously leaned towards the warmth.

  Perhaps when people are caught off guard, they reflexively dodge in the opposite direction after being touched by something cold. Wen Nuan quickly withdrew her arm from the table, realizing she was a bit abrupt, and forced a smile on her face. "Weiwei, is it cold? Maybe the air conditioner temperature is set too low."

  "Put on this coat first." My father stood up and put his Armani suit jacket over my shoulders, walked back to his seat, just as the waiter brought in the appetizer. He took a sip of red wine and then spoke, "Earlier, everyone has made their own introductions. Cheng Nuan is my wife, Xia Weiwei is my child with my ex-wife. In the future, it should be said that after a few more days, we will all live under one roof, I'm really looking forward to that day."

  Cheng Nuan raised her high-heeled cup, the rim tilted and touched the wine glass in my hand, slowly sipping a mouthful of red wine, "Welcome back, Weiwei."

  "Welcome back." My father also raised his highball glass to clink against mine, took a big gulp of red wine, and then forked a piece of raw vegetables into his mouth with his left hand.

  "Thank... thank..." I felt a bit dizzy, only remembering this sentence, lowering my head to make a gesture and taking a sip of red wine, but only moistening my lips without drinking a single drop.

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