Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 278 Ye Fan Who Speaks French

Chen Chulin sat down, looking around with a mixture of curiosity and unease.

The waiter smiled and handed over the heavy leather menu.

She opened it and was instantly dumbfounded—it was all in cursive French! She could only understand the string of numbers following each dish—and the prices made her gasp.

She immediately held the menu up, obscuring half her face, leaned close to Ye Fan, and said urgently in a breathy voice, "Honey, how about we go to another restaurant?"

"Hmm? Why?"

Chen Chulin said, "This...this is all in French, I can't understand a single word! And...and the price is outrageous!"

The price of one appetizer was equivalent to her monthly living expenses.

Ye Fan didn't even take the menu. He said to the waiter in fluent French, "Un moment, s'il vous plaît (Please wait a moment)," then turned to Chen Chulin and said in a relaxed tone, "When you're out to eat, what's the price range? Order whatever you like. I know a little French, leave it to me."

Having navigated the business world in his previous life, Ye Fan was used to dealing with European clients, so simple conversations about ordering food were naturally no problem for him.

He calmly took the menu, glanced at it, and in clear but slightly accented French, asked the waiter for details on several classic dishes, ultimately deciding on the combination of appetizer, main course, and dessert. A hint of appreciation flashed in the waiter's eyes as he respectfully wrote it down and withdrew.

As each dish, presented like a work of art, was served, Chen Chulin's eyes widened even more.

Although I can't understand the name, its exquisite appearance and alluring aroma are undeniable.

Especially the main course—grilled Argentine Wagyu beef tenderloin, which, when cut open, revealed a perfect pink color, with evenly distributed marble-like fat and a rich aroma of meat.

"Try this, it's their signature dish." Ye Fan placed a slice of beef on Chen Chulin's plate.

Chen Chulin carefully forked the meat and put it in her mouth. Instantly, the rich juices and the extremely tender texture exploded on her tongue, accompanied by a complex aroma of nuts and cream.

She couldn't help but exclaim softly, "Mmm...it's so delicious!"

This is absolutely the best beef she's ever eaten!

Although the price tag was still lingering in her mind—a steak cost several thousand dollars!

When the final bill arrived, the figure lived up to expectations—23,800 yuan.

Chen Chulin looked at the number and felt dizzy. It was almost her total tuition and living expenses for a year!

To be fair, the quality of this steak is indeed excellent, especially the Argentinian beef, which is absolutely superb.

Ye Fan was quite satisfied with the meal. This kind of food is fine to eat occasionally, but it gets a bit tiresome if you eat it often.

The lingering aftertaste of the luxurious dinner seemed to still be on the tip of the tongue.

The waiter respectfully opened the heavy door of the restaurant, and the cool night air rushed in, with the neon lights of the CBD intertwining behind him to create a hazy backdrop.

Ye Fan turned to look at Chen Chulin beside him and naturally took her hand: "Are you full? Where would you like to go for a walk now? Or see a movie?"

Chen Chulin lowered her head slightly, her steps a little languid, her voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of languor and coquettishness: "Hmm... I don't want to shop anymore, honey, I'm a little tired..."

She gently shook Ye Fan's hand.

Ye Fan: "..."

Ye Fan paused, looking down at her.

The girl's long eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a small shadow under her eyes, and her cheeks were flushed with a faint blush under the streetlights.

Eating can make you tired? He instantly understood, a knowing smile playing on his lips.

Ye Fan said softly, "Then let's not shop anymore, let's go back to the hotel to rest."

"Mmm~" Chen Chulin raised her head, her eyes sparkling like a cat that had stolen some dried fish, and responded sweetly.

Ye Fan did not take her back to Jiangwan City, but instead booked the presidential suite on the top floor of the most luxurious five-star hotel in the vicinity, overlooking the entire city.

As the elevator smoothly and silently reached the top floor, and the personal butler used a gold room card to open the heavy double carved wooden door, Chen Chulin was instantly frozen in place by the scene before her.

"Wow--!!!"

An uncontrollable gasp escaped his lips.

The huge entryway is covered with a warm and smooth Persian carpet, and the towering crystal chandelier, like an inverted galaxy, illuminates the entire space with a golden brilliance.

The living room is so spacious it's almost empty, with a full-length curved window offering a stunning view of Nanjing under the night sky. Italian-made sofas, a huge abstract artwork, and a Steinway grand piano in the corner—every detail exudes understated yet ultimate luxury.

"Honey! This...this is huge! This is the biggest hotel room I've ever been in!"

Chen Chulin's voice trembled with disbelief, her eyes darting around as if she couldn't take it all in: "Is this the legendary presidential suite? I've seen videos of it online and know it's luxurious, but this is a completely different world!"

Before Chen Chulin's family went bankrupt, they had a pretty good standard of living, but they weren't so rich as to live in a presidential suite.

Ye Fan said with a smile, "As long as the money is right, you can have as much scenery as you want."

Chen Chulin was completely captivated by the view outside the floor-to-ceiling window and ran to the window.

She turned around eagerly, her eyes sparkling: "Honey, come look! The night view is so beautiful tonight! It's completely different from what we saw in Jiangwan City!"

Ye Fan walked slowly closer.

Outside the window lies the most dazzling core area of ​​Hexi CBD. The wide Yangtze River flows through the city, and the cruise ships on the river are brightly lit. The light and shadow of the entire city unfolds like a dynamic, technologically advanced futuristic painting beneath their feet.

Chen Chulin's face was illuminated by the ever-changing neon lights outside the window, her fair skin flowing with shades of deep blue, brilliant gold, and fiery red, as if draped in a flowing, dreamlike veil of light.

Her eyes reflected the city lights, shining brightly.

Ye Fan gently embraced her slender waist from behind, resting his chin on the top of her soft hair.

His warm breath brushed against her sensitive earlobe, his voice deep and magnetic, like a lover's whisper: "Do you like this view?"

The person in his arms trembled slightly, then turned around, wrapped her arms around his neck, and tilted her little face up.

The shock she felt upon entering the suite was gone from her eyes; only an overwhelming tenderness and dependence remained, as if she wanted to etch the image of the person before her into her heart.

She nodded vigorously, her voice soft yet incredibly firm: "Yes, yes. I like it."

Outside the window, the night stretches endlessly and lights twinkle; inside, silhouettes of lovers embrace, a scene of tranquility and beauty.

The flames of war spread from the floor-to-ceiling windows all the way to the living room, then from the living room into the kitchen, finally extinguishing quietly in the steamy bathtub.