A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Chapter 39 The Broken Shen Fei

When Shen Fei heard what the mother and daughter pair had to say, he got so worked up that he

almost slapped them.

Damn!

They were looking at the gift horse right in its freaking mouth?

You bunch of bumpkins. You should be counting your blessings since I am personally escorting you

inside. How dare you complain that the reception is low-key?

If it weren't for Mr. Chu, you lot would be kicked out of this place.

Shen Fei's face had already turned green with anger. Even an even-tempered person like him would

not be able to get along with the pair of oddities called Wang Qiao-Yu and Qiu Mu-Ying.

So, in the end, Shen Fei decided to just ignore them. He turned around and went into the hotel himself,

leaving the assembled Qius to stand by themselves outside the doors.

"Ai, Young Master Shen, don't go?"

"Don't tell me you are angry?”

"Qiao-Yu and Ying-Ying. Why were you so rude to Young Master Shen? Quick, go apologize to him

now."

"Young Master Shen was already showing us proper respect when he came out personally to escort

us.” Qiu Guang was a reasonable man so, after witnessing the terrible expression on Shen Fei's face,

he decided to go make his apology.

But he was stopped by Wang Qiao-Yu, who told him smugly: "Brother, Young Master Shen was not

angry. He has gone back to gather the hotel executives to give us a grand welcome. We just have to

wait for them here."

"When you consider Wen-Fei's status, it's obvious that when they invite us for a meal, they must

organize a grand reception to welcome us."

But after waiting for a while, no one came out to welcome them. The Qius did not even see a bellhop,

let alone an executive.

Finally, they had no choice but to walk disheartenedly into the hotel by themselves.

Wang Qiao-Yu looked terrible. She had just declared that Shen Fei would prepare a grand reception

forthem but, unexpectedly, he had actually left them alone.

The humiliation caused her to blush bright red, and she did not speak another word as she made her

way to the dining hall.

When the Qius entered the hall, they saw Ye Fan and Qiu Mu-Cheng seated calmly at a huge table

ladened with food. Standing close by were several female stewardesses dressed in cheongsams. As

for Shen Fei, he was nowhere in sight.

Wang Qiao-Yu and her daughter flared up immediately when they saw the couple.

Qiu Mu-Ying was especially angry. She and her husband were supposed to be the stars today, but Qiu

Mu-Cheng and her trashy husband ended up hogging the limelight. Just then, the culprits were sitting

right in front of her, so Qiu Mu-Ying took the opportunity to lash out: "Qiu Mu-Cheng. Ye Fan. The both

of you are really shameless."

"The one Mr. Shen invited is my husband. So what right do you have to sit at this table?"

"And you have taken the seats of honor. Do you think you have the right to do so?"

"The both of you have also used my and my husband's names to get in. I have never met anyone as

shameless as you two, in my whole life."

In a fit of anger, Qiu Mu-Ying stretched out her hand to slap her cousin.

But before she could land a strike, Ye Fan had already grabbed hold of her wrist.

"Ah~" "It hurts!"

"You bastard, let me go!” Ye Fan had a strong grip, and the pain from the wrist grab nearly made her

cry.

When Ye Fan spoke to her, his tone was sinister and he had an icy look in his eyes. "Qiu Mu-Ying, I am

warning you. If you treat Mu-Cheng with disrespect again, I shall disregard the fact that we are relatives

and respond severely."

They were all relatives and had to see each other regularly. Therefore, in the past, Ye Fan had put up

with a lot of grief, rather than retaliating with extreme measures.

After all, his wife was a Qiu too. If relations broke down between the Qius and himself, then she would

feel terrible.

"Ye Fan, you useless piece of trash. What do you think you are doing?"

"You lowly live-in son-in-law. Don't tell me you are planning to hit my daughter?"

When she saw Ye Fan bullying her daughter, Wang Qiao-Yu flew into a rage and, as her body trembled

with anger, she started scolding the live-in son-in-law.

Afraid that a fight might break out, Qiu Mu-Cheng hurried to intervene. "Ye Fan, don't do this."

Since his wife had spoken, Ye Fan let go of Qiu Mu-Ying's wrist. After that, he remained seated and

calmly sipped his tea.

"Ying-Ying, are you alright?"

"Shit. That piece of trash went overboard. He left marks." Wang Qiao-Yu could feel her heart aching, as

she examined her daughter's wrist. Then, she pointed at the seated couple and started scolding them.

"You ungrateful wretches! Don't forget that you are only allowed in here because you are related to our

Ying-Ying and Wen-Fei. Now, not only are you not saying your thanks, you even dare to hit my

daughter?"

"Get out! Get out right now! You are not welcomed here!"

With the air of the lady of the house, Wang

Qiao-Yu roared at Ye Fan and Qiu Mu-Cheng.

And Ye Fan's response was to ignore her, as if Wang Qiao-Yu was just a barking dog. He remained

seated and continued to sip his tea serenely. But Qiu Mu-Cheng's face had already gone pale. She was

not sure that she deserved to be at the banquet table.

Because, as far as she could see, although Wang Qiao-Yu was rude, the latter was also correct. It was

probably due to Chu Wen-Fei's influence that she and Ye Fan were allowed to come in.

In the Qiu family, probably only Chu Wen-Fei had the clout to command such respect from the Shens.

Other than Chu Wen-Fei's influence, Qiu Mu-Cheng could not think of any other reason why the Shens

would treat them with such respect.

Under such circumstances, Qiu Mu-Cheng could not help feeling uneasy. So she surreptitiously pulled

at Ye Fan and said, "Ye Fan, why don't we leave now?"

Ye Fan smiled lightly and said, "Leave? Why should we? The Shens have invited us to a banquet but

we have not eaten anything yet. Why are you so anxious to leave?"

"Screw you!"

"Aren't you tired of showing off? Did Mr. Shen invite you? So why are you showing off around here?

Your surname is Ye, but you are going around calling yourself Mr. Chu and pretending to be our Wen-

Fei. You absolutely have no shame-"

"Enough!" Master Qiu finally had enough of watching his daughter-in-law's shrewish performance. He

slapped the table and roared angrily, "Do you think this is a market? Why are you behaving like a

shrew? Are you not embarrassed?"

After getting scolded by Master Qiu, Wang Qiao-Yu became as meek as a mouse. But even after she

had stopped talking, the anger continued to boil inside her.

After rebuking Wang Qiao-Yu, Master Qiu turned his attention to Ye Fan and Qiu Mu-

Cheng. "And you two. I am sure you are aware of your position. Do you think you should be sitting at

the seats of honor? Get down right now."

Ye Fan was about to say something when Qiu Mu-Cheng stopped him. "Yes, grandfather," she replied.

And Qiu Mu-Cheng got up from her seat obediently. As she was leaving her seat, she also pulled Ye

Fan away.

"Wen-Fei, you sit here with Ying-Ying. After all, you two are the stars today."

Master Qiu had been around for a while, so it took him only a short while to get everyone seated

according to their seniority. Naturally, Ye Fan and Qiu Mu-Cheng were made to sit furthest away from

the seat of honor.

"Mr. Chu, I have kept you waiting."

Shen Fei walked into the dining hall as soon as the Qius had sat down in their seats. When he saw the

sudden and numerous additions to the party, he was

stunned.

"Young Master Shen is here. Haha, quick, come have a seat. We have kept a seat for you. It's next to

our Wen-Fei." Wang Qiao-Yu was meeker than before. She had stopped putting on airs and was using

a politer tone than the one she had been using earlier.

Chu Wen-Fei and Qiu Mu-Ying also greeted Shen Fei warmly, as they invited the young master to sit

with them.

"Heh, hehe, you are all here." Shen Fei forced a smile on his face and laughed. However, in his heart,

he despised the Qius. But, due to Mr. Chu's presence, he could not afford to disrespect the Qius, so he

accepted the invitation and sat down beside Chu Wen-Fei.

"Young Master Shen, let me tell you this. There is no need for you and your father to throw a banquet

just to apologize to us.

There is no need to do so. It is all a misunderstanding. And everything is okay now that the

misunderstanding is resolved. We don't mind. Our Wen-Fei

doesn't mind either. Right, Wen-Fei?"

After Shen Fei had taken his seat, Wang Qiao-Yu started to chat noisily around him. And whenever she

could, she would insert our Wen-Fei and our Ying-Ying into the one-sided conversation.

Shen Fei smiled perfunctorily. And when Wang Qiao-Yu had tired herself out, Shen Fei seized the

opportunity to raise his glass and offer a toast. "Mr Chu, what happened before was my fault. I offended

you because I had failed to recognize you. So let me offer you a toast as an apology."

Shen Fei stood up from his seat, raised his glass and gestured it toward Ye Fan.

But unexpectedly, before Ye Fan could raise his own glass, Chu Wen-Fei stood up with an ostentatious

smile on his face and accepted Shen Fei's toast.

"Hahaha~"

"Young Master Shen, you are standing on ceremony."

"I have already told you to pay it no mind. The misunderstanding has already been resolved so let

bygones be bygones."

"Okay, let us stop talking and have a drink." Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Chu Wen-Fei laughed heartily and quaffed his glass of wine.

"As expected of someone from an elite family. He's so forthright." The Qius were full of praise for Chu

Wen-Fei.

Wang Qiao-Yu felt refreshed, as if her son-in-law's glory was also added to hers. And Qiu Mu-Ying

glanced smugly at her cousin, who was sitting in a corner.

Hmph, Qiu Mu-Cheng, Qiu Mu-Cheng. Do you see? This is my husband. Even the crown prince of the

Shen family has to apologize to him with a toast. There is no way that trash Ye Fan can compete with

my husband. As for you, you can only envy me.

Wang Qiao-Yu's family were all feeling smug, but Shen Fei looked terrible.

"What's wrong, Young Master Shen? Why are you not drinking?" Because Shen Fei did not respond to

his toast, Chu Wen-Fei put down his wine glass and asked curiously.

Shen Fei chuckled and said, "I am drinking. I am drinking."

It could not be helped. Since his toast had already been accepted, he could not offer it to Ye Fan. Shen

Fei had not choice but to finish his drink.

"Haha, the young master is a forthright man."

"Come, have something to eat."

"Everyone, don't stand on ceremony." Wang Qiao-Yu and Qiu Mu-Ying had both adopted the role of the

lady of the house, as they went around to greet the guests.

Soon, Shen Fei refilled his glass and stood up again. He faced Ye Fan and said, "Mr. Chu, I have

poured all my apologies and guilts into this cup. So please allow to offer you and your wife a toast."

"Haha~Shen, you are standing on ceremony."

And once again, Chu Wen-Fei raised his glass to accept Shen Fei's toast.

A crisp clink rang out, and the ripples formed on the surface of the turbid wine in the glass.

Screw you!

Shen Fei's expression darkened.

Shit! I wasn't offering you a toast, okay?

You are just a freaking bumpkin! Why would I want to offer you a toast?

Do you think you are worthy of the honor?

Shen Fei cursed inwardly.

"Ying-Ying, why are you still standing there? Shen is offering us a toast. Come over here and offer him

one in return?" Chu Wen-Fei told his wife to make haste.

Qiu Mu-Ying was pleasantly surprised. She hurried over to where they were and raised her own glass

to Shen Fei's. And then the clueless couple quaffed their drinks. Once again, Shen Fei had no choice

but to finish his drink, even as he seethed with suppressed anger.

"Dad, how about it? Mu-Ying and Wen-Fei did you proud, right?"

"At the table, the young master from the Shen family only offered toasts to two persons. What does it

mean? It means he holds Wen-Fei and Ying-Ying in high regard.” Wang Qiao-Yu took the opportunity to

praise her daughter and son-in-law in front of Master Qiu.

And Master Qiu was all smiles, as he kept nodding. "One should strive to add to one's prestige. Now,

we have someone to carry on our family name."

All at once, every Qiu at the table smiled. When they looked at Chu Wen-Fei and Qiu Mu-Ying, their

eyes were filled with envy and jealousy.

Just then, while the Qius were busy chatting among themselves, Shen Fei decided to make use of the

opportunity to offer a toast to Ye Fan. "Mr. Chu, I am offering you a toast, on behalf of my family-"

Clink-

A clear sound rang out. Chu Wen-Fei had seen what Shen Fei was about to do, so the former quickly

raised his glass to receive the toast.

"Hahaha-"

"Shen, you are really standing on ceremony. You keep toasting me so, now, I am feeling embarrassed."

Chu Wen-Fei laughed and quaffed his drink again. Just then, his face was flushed but, inwardly, he was

feeling really smug.

The young master of the Shen family had toasted him three times in a row. That meant he was being

held in high regard by the Shens.

As he reveled in the admiring gazes of the Qius, Chu Wen-Fei felt refreshed. It felt really good to show

off.

Shit!

But Shen Fei felt like crying. He had a terrible expression on his face as he let loose a stream of curses

inwardly.

When the f— did I offer you a toast?!!