A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 6

Chu Wen-Fei had no other choice, but to pray that his own father wouldn't be so heartless as to abandon him. So he put up a brave front and returned to the private room.

"Wen-Fei, when will your parents return from their business trip? They will have to meet their in-laws eventually." In the room, Master Qiu once again enquired after the whereabouts of Chu Wen-Fei's parents.

After all, his parents had not appeared once throughout their engagement. This gave the impression that they did not cherish a daughter of the Qiu family. Chu Wen-Fei's heart jumped for a moment, but he managed to spin out a lie about his parents' imminent return.

"Wen-Fei, are your family's betrothal gifts here yet?”

"Are your parents dissatisfied with me?" Qiu Mu-Ying was getting impatient so she started complaining to Chu Wen-Fei.

"Soon, soon." Chu Wen-Fei laughed, but his words lacked confidence.

Suddenly, the sound of a car's engine came from outside the restaurant.

Immediately after, a Qiu family member rushed in to report the good news. "They are here. They are here. Mu-Ying's betrothal gifts have arrived."

"Really?" At that moment, the Qiu family members couldn't sit still anymore. Especially Qiu Mu-Ying and her mother, who were both overwhelmed with joy.

Prodded by her curiosity, Qiu Mu-Cheng also went with her relatives to look at the betrothal gifts.

"Hmph, where do you think you are going? Seeing the gifts doesn't make them yours." Qiu Mu-Ying looked smugly at Qiu Mu-Cheng and then left excitedly with her husband to receive the gifts outside.

Qiu Mu-Cheng kept quiet and bowed her head despondently.

When it came to marriage, Qiu Mu-Cheng undoubtedly lacked confidence. She did marry a useless piece of trash and, back then, she did not receive a single betrothal gift.

A wedding was supposed to be a girl's brightest moment. But to Qiu Mu-Cheng, it was a humiliation.

"Uncle, haha, uncle. You are here at last."

"I am my father's only son. I know he wouldn't abandon me."

When he saw the middle-aged man coming down from the Benz, Chu Wen-Fei was overjoyed. He pulled Qiu Mu-Ying along as he stepped forward to greet his uncle.

"Quick, Ying-Ying. Greet my uncle. In our family, apart from my father, he dotes on me most."

"Hmph. There's no need." The man looked unhappy and responded coldly.

The cold reception irked her, and Qiu Mu-Ying's face paled a little.

"Uncle, what are you doing? This is the day of my engagement." Chu Wen-Fei asked bitterly.

Chu Yue ignored his ignorant nephew and ordered his underlings to unload the betrothal gift.

"Take it. This betrothal gift is from the Chu family of Yunzhou!"

Chu Yue's face was expressionless as he placed the box before Qiu Mu-Ying. And having done that, he left immediately without waiting for the rest of the Qiu family to arrive.

"Ai~"

"He has left already?"

"Without a word?" Wang Qiao-Yu was confused by his abrupt departure.

Chu Wen-Fei was embarrassed and could only give the excuse that his uncle was busy.

"Okay, let's not talk about that. Quick, Qiao-Yu, open the box and let us see what's in there. What kind of betrothal gift did Wen-Fei's family send us?"

"Wen-Fei's family is rich and influential.

The betrothal gift must be very valuable."

"Could it be that the whole box is stuffed full of money?"

"Wow, this is a huge box. How much money do you think is in it?”

"Qiao-Yu, I really envy you. You have found yourself a good son-in-law!"

The assembled family members, filled with envy and curiosity, chatted among themselves.

Both Wang Qiao-Yu and Qiu Mu-Ying had joyful expressions as they enjoyed the praises coming from their relatives, as though they were standing on the summit of life.

And, after a bout of guesses, Qiu Mu-Ying opened the box.

But, contrary to their expectations, there was no money in the box.

"What's this?"

"It's all black. And I can smell the fragrance of tea leaves?"

"Must be something valuable that we haven't seen before? Maybe it's even more valuable than gold." Wang Qiao-Yu laughed as she made a guess.

Jiang Yang walked over, grabbed a handful of the stuff and sniffed. "It's tea leaves. If I am not mistaken, it's Longjing tea from Xihu. It's a type of green tea."

"Green tea?"