332 How Do You Explain This? (1/2)

Qin Shuhua and Su Qianci were supposed to meet at Qin Shuhua's favorite French restaurant. In her previous lifetime, to win her mother-in-law's favor, she specifically learned Western table manners in order to perform well when Qin Shuhua invited her to dinner. However, she only learned later that the reason Qin Shuhua did not like her was not that she was not good enough, but that Tang Mengying was too good. There was no way that Su Qianci could beat Tang Mengying in her heart.

Qin Shuhua had booked a VIP room. Brought there by the waiter, Su Qianci immediately saw her elegant mother-in-law sitting inside. Seeing her, Qin Shuhua gestured to the waiter and said, ”We are ready now.”

”Mother.” She sat down, letting the waiter unwrap the silverware and place the napkin in her lap.

Qin Shuhua nodded, drank from her glass, cleared her throat, and said, ”You do not stay at home these days?”

”No.”

”And why is that?”

Su Qianci pursed her lips and looked at Qin Shuhua. Qin Shuhua looked happier than she normally was. Vaguely, she could see the calculation in her eyes. Her heart sinking, she curled her lips and said, ”Mother, what are you getting at?”

The waiter had brought up the food. The first plate was French style mussels.

”I know it all.” Qin Shuhua looked at Su Qianci with a half smile. ”You still want to hide it from me?”

”What?” Su Qianci did not understand.

”The contract.”

Her pupils shrank as she heard those words. She suddenly became anxious. Contract? What contract? Pretending to be calm, Su Qianci looked at Qin Shuhua puzzled. ”Contract?”

The waiter soon served Coquilles St.-Jacques, which looked almost like a piece of art. Then, it was fried fish and onion soup… Su Qianci suddenly chuckled with mockery. All Tang Mengying's favorites.