A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 183

Sun Yu-Hao had already taken a look at the receipt earlier.

Just that teacup in Ye Fan's hands that Han Li had smashed cost $80,000 on its own.

Sun Yu-Hao didn't think Peng Zhen-Ying was pulling a fast one on them either. He had seen such tea sets before too. Both the teapot and the teacups were part of the same batch and so the color was identical. The most important part was that the design on each teacup formed one complete pattern as well.

Now that Han Li had smashed one of them, it was as if there was now a crack in a unique ceramic piece, and that greatly decreased the value of this tea set.

Destroying one part was as good as destroying the entire set.

It really wasn't surprising that Peng Zhen-Ying was making them compensate the restaurant with $80,000.

But of course, the most expensive item was that collector's wine.

That bottle alone cost $400,000 already.

So after adding it all up, it did come up to more than $600,000.

So Sun Yu-Hao didn't have anything to say against the establishment after seeing the receipt.

But he secretly swore to himself to never bring Han Li out to eat ever again. Over his dead body.

Even after he really married Qiu Mu-Cheng, he was going to stay far, far away from this Han Li.

There was no way he would live in the same house as this crazy bitch.

While Han Li and the rest were stuck in Haiyuan Restaurant, Ye Fan had gone to the hospital to accompany Qiu Mu-Cheng.

Han Hai had been sent to the hospital in time and he wasn't too heavily poisoned either. After a brief period of treatment and some medicine, Han Hai was going to be okay after a good rest.

"Is Uncle Hai ok?" Ye Fan asked with a chuckle as he walked over to Qiu Mu-Cheng in the ward.

"You still dare to laugh! My uncle has turned out like this all because of you," accused Qiu Mu-Cheng as she glared angrily at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan put his hands up and looked all innocent. "Mu-Cheng, you can't blame me for this."

"Uncle Hai was the one trying to make me drunk. I was just accompanying him. I didn't expect him to put up such a strong front and end up getting alcohol poisoning instead," laughed Ye Fan as he shook his head.

"Alright, just shut up now. Once my mum and Fei-Fei gets here, you're going to get a good scolding." Qiu Mu-Cheng knew that this was not Ye Fan's fault at all. Han Hai brought this upon himself.

But so what if she knew that? As long as Han Hai was the one lying here, then Ye Fan would still get scolded.

"They can scold me all they want. I'm already so used to it anyway. As long as my wife understands me," said Ye Fan with a faint smile. He looked like he didn't care anymore and wasn't bothered by his impending doom.

The room was suddenly quiet and the dim light swayed slightly.

Qiu Mu-Cheng was next to the bed while Ye Fan was leaning against the table next to her.

Neither of them spoke and just enjoyed the gentle breeze coming in from the window.

Han Hai was in a deep sleep and didn't look like he was going to wake up soon.

It was a rare moment where Qiu Mu-Cheng and Ye Fan were alone together. Qiu Mu-Cheng's cheeks were still flushed from drinking earlier and she sighed quietly.

"Ye Fan, wouldn't it be nice if we had our own place? Then you wouldn't have to get scolded by my parents all day and let them pick on you. It'll be so nice if it was just the two of us." Perhaps Qiu Mu-Cheng was really drunk. She seldom spoke to Ye Fan about her thoughts like that.

Ye Fan started to smile. "Two of us? I don't think it's a good idea."

"Oh? Why? You mean you prefer to let my mum scold you all day?" Qiu Mu-Cheng got a little annoyed and decided that Ye Fan was really an idiot. She was considering his feelings but he didn't seem to care for it.

"That's not what I was referring to. I meant that just having two in the house isn't a good thing. It'll be better if we have a few kids too. Having my wife and children in the same house would really be nice."

Ye Fan was still speaking when Qiu Mu-Cheng felt her face redden in embarrassment. She picked up a pillow from the bed and threw it hard at Ye Fan.

"Go and die! Who's your wife and children?! And you even want more than one? Dream on! I'll never bear you any, you shameless twat!" Qiu Mu-Cheng scolded him in embarrassment.

Qiu Mu-Cheng's reddened face under the dim light was so beautiful that even the flowers in bloom outside the window looked away sadly.