Chapter 8 Who is pretending
"He has eaten these things. The most he eats in his life is simple food. Look at Yunshu, and he loses weight."
In fact, Zhao Fangxiong doesn’t like eating Western food very much, but he just feels that it is necessary to show himself, so he chose this place.
Most people don’t know how to order when they come here.
At this time, he can calmly take the menu, order a few dishes elegantly, and talk about the Western culture he learned from Baidu, so that the other party can look at him with admiration.
He even learned a few simple French words, and he spent some effort to catch up with such a beautiful woman as Ye Yunshu.
Zhao Fangxiong greeted a French waitress in French.
Xiao Yang thought Zhao Fangxiong knew French, but unexpectedly, when he ordered, he changed to Mandarin.
Ye Yunshu smiled, "Mr. Zhao, I didn't expect you to speak French."
"It's just a rough understanding, not considered powerful." Zhao Fangxiong was a little proud. Sure enough, coming to such a high-end place can indeed gain the favor of women.
"Fang Xiong is so humble. You are the kind of person who often goes to famous places. You must have passed the fourth and sixth level of French." Liu Caixia said with a smile.
Xiao Yang almost laughed out loud. He had never heard of French, and there was a CET-4 and CET-6. Liu Caixia spared no effort to promote Zhao Fangxiong.
"Mother-in-law, I think Mr. Zhao's French is average, his sentences are not smooth, and his level is similar to a three-year-old child."
When everyone heard Xiao Yang's words, they were stunned. Zhao Fangxiong showed a disdainful look: "Learn from Mr. Xiao's tone, I seem to have a deep attainment in French?"
Xiao Yang nodded, "Well, it's much better than you."
Liu Caixia suddenly felt dissatisfied and said coldly: "Xiao Yang, you are almost enough, are you still able to understand French? You are a housewife, at most you have learned a few words on TV. You still think you are a top-notch person. You are a slut, and you can't go to the table."
Ye Yunshu felt a little uncomfortable. He originally called Xiao Yang to show that she had a husband and let him retreat. But now, the whole family is standing on Zhao Fangxiong's side, which has isolated Xiao Yang.
"Mom, don't say that."
"Okay, let's order food."
Zhao Fangxiong didn't want to be regarded as a family man. After ordering some dishes, he ordered two bottles of Romani Conte red wine.
Next, Zhao Fangxiong helped Liu Caixia and Ye Wan'er order food.
"Yunshu, what do you want to eat?"
"Whatever you want." Ye Yunshu said lightly.
"Mr. Xiao, I don't know your taste, you'd better order it yourself."
As he spoke, he handed the menu to Xiao Yang. He felt proud. In his opinion, Xiao Yang must have never had a French meal orthodox meal, and he didn't even know how to order.
Xiao Yang glanced at the French waitress girl and said in smooth French: "Beautiful sister, I want a serving of Paris cabbage, fried fresh shells with foie gras sauce, and marjoram salmon rolls."
The French waiter's eyes glowed and said in disbelief: "Sir, you can speak French? Your French is fluent, with a pure Paris accent."
After all, there are few Chinese people here who can speak French, especially Xiao Yang is so fluent in his methods.
Ye Yunshu's face was also dull. Xiao Yang could speak French? And he was so skillful and fluent?
Even Liu Caixia and Ye Xiaowan were stunned.
Xiao Yang smiled slightly and continued to communicate in French calmly: "Sister, listen to your speaking, you should be from Calvados Province."
Xiao Yang's tone was plain, as if he was chatting with the French waitress.
Zhao Fangxiong was completely confused and looked at Xiao Yang and the French waitress foolishly, as if listening to birds singing.
What's going on? This waste can actually speak French?
At first, he suspected that Xiao Yang was talking nonsense, but when he saw the excited expression of the French waitress, Xiao Yang seemed not talking nonsense at all, and he was fluent in his speech.
Ye Yunshu's pretty face was a little moved. She didn't expect that Xiao Yang was just a housewife and sloppy in daily life. This guy actually had real talent and knowledge.
"Ah! You are so great, you can actually hear that, yes, my hometown is indeed in the province of Calvados."
The French waitress flushed excitedly and said kindly: "Sir, have you been to the province of Calvados?"
"I have been to this village known as the wet plain, which is a very beautiful place.
Xiao Yang spoke fluent French and his polite and gentlemanly attitude, the French girl was almost fascinated by him.
In fact, Xiao Yang is not only good at speaking French, but also languages from other countries are not a problem. After all, when he was ten years old, he went abroad and spread around the world to establish the Dragon King Hall.
Language is just a means of communication.
The girl came up and said softly in Xiao Yang's ear: "Sir, you are really the most gentleman Chinese I have ever met. Can you tell me your mobile phone number?"
French women are romantic and passionate, and their purpose of asking for mobile phone numbers is self-evident.
Xiao Yang smiled and refused, saying in Mandarin: "I'm sorry, I already have a wife."
The French girl looked at Ye Yunshu next to her and showed an envious look.
At this moment, Ye Yunshu's impression of Xiao Yang changed. No matter what, this man finally had something to show off.
But to be honest, it seems that she has never taken the initiative to understand this man since she realized it.
Ye Yunshu couldn't help but wonder if he would have anything to hide from him. Thinking of his grandfather's insistence on marrying this man at that time, Ye Yunshu began to doubt it.
Zhao Fangxiong remained calm and pretended to understand. He nodded from time to time, feeling upset. Didn’t he say that Ye Yunshu’s husband is a useless coward? When he saw him today, why is it different from the rumors?
At this moment, Liu Caixia despised her, "Tsk, what's wrong with knowing French? It seems that too much. If I don't do anything and stay at home all day, I can learn a few foreign languages. Fang Xiong is a busy person, so I won't focus on this, right?"
"Mr. Zhao, don't you have something to say to Yunshu? We are all witnesses, so you can say it quickly." Ye Xiaowan cheered.
Zhao Fangxiong also thought this was a good time and said with a smile:
"Yunshu, although I have been divorced, it is precisely because of this that I cherish my feelings more. An unhappy marriage will never last long. I think I have the right to pursue you."
This is a naked confession.
Chapter completed!