Chasing His Ex: The Tycoon's Hidden Twins

Soon.

They arrived at the three-star Michelin restaurant.

Lu Fan led them into the restaurant.

His assistant, Jiali, had already contacted the restaurant and booked the top-tier VIP private room in advance.

A waitress was already waiting for them at the entrance.

She walked up to Lu Fan and smiled. "Mr. Lu, hello. Allow me to show you to your private room."

"Alright, thank you," Lu Fan said with a nod.

Meanwhile, the four young women were all taking in the restaurant’s decor.

The moment Lu Yao’s foot touched the deep chestnut floor, she couldn’t help but let out a "Wow!" She quickly covered her mouth, her voice a high-pitched whisper. "Oh my god! This is insane!"

She tilted her head back to stare at the six-meter-high dome, where a chandelier made of a thousand strung crystals shimmered with flecks of gold. The light fell on the cream-colored walls, making even the intricate patterns of the reliefs clearly visible.

As she walked, she marveled, "How much do you think this crystal chandelier is worth?"

Liu Shiting was also admiring the surroundings while adjusting her dress with her hand.

Her fingertips happened to brush against a walnut screen beside her.

She turned to look and saw that the silhouettes of the people at the next table were faintly visible behind the frosted glass.

It didn’t disturb anyone, yet it provided a strong sense of privacy.

Her family was well-off, and she had been to many high-end restaurants, but this was the first time she had seen such deep-seated, bone-deep elegance.

Song Miaomiao followed at the very back, secretly clutching the hem of her clothes, barely daring to breathe.

She looked down at the floor. It was completely silent when she stepped on it, as if she were walking on clouds.

Upon entering the private room, she saw the black marble dining table, so polished it was like a mirror. The silver cutlery was arranged neatly, and the plates were decorated with gold foil and small petals, resembling works of art.

She was screaming internally: ’Can you really eat this? It’s too extravagant!’

But Song Miaomiao didn’t dare let any of this show on her face. She just quietly shuffled behind Jiang Silu, trying to make herself less conspicuous.

As for Jiang Silu, she too was captivated by the brilliant crystal chandelier when she entered the restaurant.

It was also the first time in her life she had ever been to such a luxurious restaurant.

This place was even more exquisite than the Japanese restaurant Lu Fan had taken them to last time.

For a moment, Jiang Silu was completely and utterly stunned.

Lu Fan walked to the table and carefully pulled out a chair for her. "Here, sit down. Take your time. The chair is velvet, it’s soft."

Jiang Silu felt a little embarrassed. Having her dad pull out her chair for her felt a bit strange.

She could only thank him awkwardly, "Thank you..."

When Jiang Silu sat down, she only used the edge of the seat. She placed her hands properly on her lap, gave a little bounce, and then quickly sat up straight. But her eyes couldn’t help darting around, and with every new detail she took in, the amazement in her eyes grew.

Lu Fan watched his daughter’s expressions change. ’She must have never been to a restaurant like this before,’ he thought. ’She’s a little tense and unnatural right now.’

’Lulu, don’t worry. From now on, Dad will take you to high-end places like this more often.’

On the other side, Lu Yao could no longer contain herself. She reached out and touched the golden tassels on the tablecloth.

The faint rustling sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

"Even the tablecloth is so exquisite!"

She leaned close to Liu Shiting’s ear and chattered, "Shiting, look at this silverware! It’s arranged like a work of art. I have to get some good pictures later."

As she spoke, she pulled out her phone and fiddled with the settings for a while, afraid the flash would ruin the atmosphere.

Since Lu Fan had booked a private room, it was the most private dining environment, with its own exclusive entrance and exit. The accompanying service was also the most complete and attentive.

So, as soon as they were seated, waiters came to stand before each of them individually.

Each waiter was dressed in a crisp black suit with a perfectly tied bow tie.

Faced with the treatment of one waiter per person, Lu Yao even remarked, "There are even more of them than at Haidilao. Now that’s what I call providing emotional value~"

Lu Fan then smiled. "Could you please give us some recommendations? It’s their first time here, and they’d like to try your signature dishes."

"Of course, sir."

And so, the waiters bowed slightly in unison and presented them with several leather-bound menus, their voices low and gentle. "Good evening, everyone. These are the chef’s recommendations for today."

Lu Yao eagerly looked at the menu. With every section she read, she let out a cry of amazement, "Oh my god!~"

Song Miaomiao also stole a glance at the prices on the menu. Her heart leaped, and she subconsciously tightened her grip on her clothes, her breathing becoming even lighter.

Seeing that Jiang Silu was also at a loss, Lu Fan suggested, "How about I order a few dishes that I think are good for you?"

"No, no, I’ll just order one thing..." Jiang Silu said quickly, embarrassed.

A single steak was 1,888. She really didn’t dare order more.

It was terrifying!

Lu Fan comforted her, "It’s alright. You should try a bit of everything."

With that, he ordered several dishes based on the chef’s recommendations.

Worried that the other three girls would be too timid to order, he also asked, "How about you all try these chef’s recommendations as well?"

As it happened, Lu Yao and the others hadn’t dared to order, so now that Lu Fan had taken the initiative, they naturally agreed.

After the order was placed, Lu Yao immediately took out her phone and started snapping photos of everything.

Since it was Liu Shiting’s first time here as well, she also took a picture and sent it to her best friend.

Song Miaomiao, however, remained sitting there stiffly, not moving a muscle.

As for Jiang Silu, she pursed her lips, looking like she wanted to say something.

After hesitating for a good while, she raised her hand slightly and asked, "Excuse me, where is the restroom?"

"This way, miss. I’ll take you," a waiter gestured.

Lu Fan thought this was the perfect opportunity. A chance to be alone with his daughter. He quickly spoke up, "How about I take her? I need to use the restroom as well."

Jiang Silu looked at Lu Fan and shyly followed him out.

The moment the two of them left, Lu Yao went completely wild.

She said excitedly, "Oh my god, so this is what a luxury restaurant is like."

"Yaoyao, have some self-control," Song Miaomiao whispered.

"How can I have self-control? I’m dying of excitement! It’s my first time eating Western food at such a fancy restaurant. Shiting, have you ever been somewhere this luxurious before?" Lu Yao asked.

Liu Shiting shook her head. "No, this is my first time at a place this high-end too."

"Even Shiting has never been here. We really have Lulu to thank for this," Lu Yao exclaimed.

Then, a thought struck her, and she started gushing, "Oh, by the way, I just noticed something. Uncle Lu doesn’t seem to be wearing a wedding ring. Is he not married?"

Hearing this, Song Miaomiao immediately sensed something was wrong. She asked at once, "Yaoyao, what are you planning?"

"Nothing! I just want to know if Uncle Lu is single. If he is, then I’m going to pursue him!!" Lu Yao said with a giggle.

"Are you crazy!" This was the first time Song Miaomiao had spoken with such agitation since they arrived at the restaurant.

Lulu treats you as her roommate, and you want to become her stepmother?!!

"What’s wrong with that? As long as he’s not married, anyone has a chance to be with him," Lu Yao said calmly. "They say it on the internet all the time: marriage is a woman’s second chance at life. If you marry well, you’re set for the rest of your life. Uncle Lu is so rich. If I married him, I wouldn’t even have to work. I’m going to ask Lulu later if Uncle Lu is married."

Liu Shiting listened to Lu Yao’s words. Although she didn’t quite agree with her perspective, she had to admit Lu Yao was right about one thing.

Uncle Lu was indeed rich.

Her own family, at least, was at the level of owning a Maybach and living in a large flat, but that was nothing compared to Uncle Lu.

Liu Shiting couldn’t help but wonder what exactly Jiang Silu’s family did for a living.

A publicly traded company, perhaps?

At this point, Song Miaomiao became even more agitated. "No, you can’t think like that! You can’t ask Lulu!"

"I’m telling you, Miaomiao, what business is it of yours if I ask Lulu? Why can’t I ask?" Lu Yao said, clearly getting angry.

"Because... because Uncle Lu is her dad!!"

Song Miaomiao couldn’t hold it in any longer and blurted it out.