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Chapter 458: Dumb Stepfather - Du Juan's Initiative

Chapter 458: Dumb Stepfather - Du Juan's Initiative

Zhou Juan felt that as long as she gave a little sweetness to men, they would soon get together, so she went to him when he was not busy.

When the people in the restaurant saw the legendary woman who had a crush on Chef Wang coming, they all smiled flirtatiously and kept making eyes at him, as if they were particularly concerned about their relationship.

Zhou Leng was looked at like this by everyone and smiled a little embarrassedly, while the woman seemed very calm and composed.

At this time, the boss came over with a smile on his face. He said very considerately: "Old Wang, for the sake of the elder sister, I will give you half a day off today. Go and have a good walk around the street."

When Zhou Leng heard this, he was secretly delighted. Being able to have half a day to rest was naturally what he wanted.

Zhou Leng and the woman walked out of the store and came to the busy pedestrian street. He has gradually used pinyin typing to communicate with people around him, which is a small change for him.

The interior of the exquisitely decorated dessert shop is softly lit and warm, with comfortable sofas, small tables and chairs, and a few pseudo-art paintings hanging on the wall, giving it an elegant feel.

The two of them walked slowly into the store and found a seat by the window. Zhou Juan smiled and said softly, "Please sit down for a while. I'll go order something." Then she stood up and walked to the ordering counter.

Zhou Juan stood in front of the ordering counter, carefully browsing the various desserts and drinks on the menu. Her eyes fell on an exquisite cake that looked very tempting, decorated with fresh fruits and delicate cream.

Zhou Juan gently turned her head to look at Zhou Leng who was sitting in the seat, and asked softly: "Do you want to eat anything?"

Zhou Leng smiled and shook his head, indicating that he was not hungry.

Zhou Juan said to the waiter: "I want one of these cakes and two cups of latte, thank you."

The waiter quickly took down her order, then smiled and told her to wait a moment.

Zhou Juan returned to her seat. She did not choose to sit opposite Zhou Leng, but sat together with him. They were the only two middle-aged people showing ambiguity on the long sofa, which made the young men and women look at them sideways.

The woman leaned forward slightly, and her body temperature was transmitted to Zhou Leng through the thin layer of clothing like a warm current. Zhou Leng's superb acting skills made him look a little uncomfortable, and his cheeks gradually turned red, as if he was burned by the heat.

The scent of perfume that Zhou Juan deliberately sprayed on her body drifted slowly into Zhou Leng's nose, seeming to carry a hint of subtle teasing.

Zhou Leng seemed a little shy, and he lowered his head unconsciously, not daring to look the woman in the eye. However, his peripheral vision never left the woman, secretly observing her every move, all of which was seen by Zhou Juan.

Ten minutes later, the woman took a sip of coffee, but Zhou Leng didn't take a single sip.

During these ten minutes, the woman spoke softly, while Zhou Leng silently typed on the keyboard. One of them spoke, the other typed. Although there was no direct language communication, in this ambiguous atmosphere, the two of them talked happily, as if they had forgotten the existence of time.

Thirty minutes later, the two got up and left, and the waiter came to settle the bill.

Zhou Juan turned her head to look at the man. She was naturally waiting for Zhou Leng to pay the bill and leave.

Zhou Leng took out his cell phone and typed a line that stunned the young waiter: I didn't place any orders, I just drank coffee. How much is the coffee? I'll pay you.

The young waitress almost trembled as she entered eight yuan on her mobile phone. She was so shocked that she forgot she could speak, and the other party could hear her!

After collecting the eight yuan, the young woman looked at Zhou Juan again and said with difficulty: "Beautiful lady, you still have to pay thirty yuan."

Zhou Juan looked at the waiter in confusion and then at Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng acted as if it was a matter of course and even nodded at the woman with a smile.

"Why should I pay? Haven't I already paid?"

The waitress felt so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to hide in. She said that she was just an employee and why was she being embarrassed? She said with difficulty: "Well, this gentleman wants to pay for his own coffee."

Zhou Juan turned to look at Zhou Leng, her eyes changing from shock to disbelief to incomprehension.

Zhou Leng responded fearlessly, and even looked at the other person urgingly, as if to say, what the waiter said is fine, why don't you pay, pay quickly, it was clearly the cake you ordered, I didn't eat a single bite!

Zhou Juan felt that the strange tacit understanding at this moment allowed her to understand all the information in the man's eyes.

Several couples in the dessert shop turned their eyes over, looking at the two in confusion. Some of them who had witnessed the whole process had already started whispering.

Zhou Juan stood there, feeling all kinds of strange looks coming from all around, some surprising, some mocking, some disdainful… She gritted her teeth, suppressed her inner anger and shame, took out thirty yuan from her wallet, and slammed it heavily on the counter.

After paying the money, Zhou Juan's face turned pale. She glared at Zhou Leng, then turned around and walked away quickly, as if staying for another second would make her feel extremely embarrassed.

Zhou Leng silently watched Zhou Juan leave, then slowly closed the shop door, completely isolating the contemptuous and disbelieving looks of those people outside the door.

Zhou Leng walked out of the dessert shop and stood on the bustling street. In the vast sea of ​​people, he could no longer see the woman's trace. The hurried pedestrians formed a noisy scene.

Sometimes, if a person is dumb, it is useless even if he has a mouth. But as long as he has a brain, it doesn’t matter if he is dumb.

As soon as Zhou Leng arrived at the hotel the next day, he was greeted by the gazes of his colleagues. It turned out that his heroic deeds had been passed on to the boss and several employees through Zhou Juan's mouth, and they were all puzzled and speechless.

The boss pulled Zhou Leng to a corner and said in a very low voice, "Zhou Juan called me yesterday. It wasn't Lao Wang. You can't even spend 30 yuan to find a wife. What kind of wife are you looking for?"

Zhou Leng took out his cell phone and typed: I only have eight yuan left.

"Where's your money?"

"I have no money."

The boss opened his mouth and remained silent for a long time.

"Where was your salary last month?"

"It's time to pay the rent, which is paid annually."

The boss had completely seen how poor he was, so he decided not to find a wife for the time being. The boss thought that at his age, he should have some savings, but now that he saw that the other party had nothing, he completely gave up the idea of ​​introducing him to a girl.

Is Zhou Leng really broke? Of course not, she just said it casually. Anyway, everyone always thinks he is poor, so let him be poor forever.

Zhou Juan was so angry with Zhou Leng that she started cursing as soon as she got home. The gentleness and quiet temperament she had maintained disappeared. After calling her boss to complain, she still felt unsatisfied. She gritted her teeth and cursed the bastard who was old, ugly, stingy and wanted to take advantage of her.