Chapter 47: Actions Speak Louder Than Words-After Leaving the Monastery, I Had a Flash Marriage with the Capital’s Elite Heir at the Civil Affairs Bureau(A Pillow of Spring Dreams)

Shen Chutang glanced at Lu Beiqin. "Shall we go somewhere else?"

Lu Beiqin’s voice remained calm. "No need."

Seeing Shen Chutang’s hesitation, Shen Tingting knew her guess was right.

"Heh, hurry up and leave. After all, this isn’t a place people like you can afford. One drives a shabby taxi, how much can he make in a month? One meal here would cost you two months of income, right?" Shen Tingting looked at Shen Chutang with undisguised disdain, then turned to the waiter and announced her name, "We made our reservation six months ago. Take us in quickly. My skin is sensitive—just smelling the sour stench of poor people makes me break out in hives."

Shen Chutang clenched her teeth in anger; these people were simply outrageous.

It would have been one thing to insult her, but to humiliate Lu Beiqin as well?

The next moment, Shen Chutang stuck out her foot, and Shen Tingting, not paying attention, tripped and fell flat on her face.

Shen Chutang looked down at her and smiled. "Seems this place really needs you. Fall a few more times, and you’ll have the floor sparkling clean."

"You—!"

Shen Tingting, having been repeatedly put in her place by Shen Chutang, now suffered this humiliation in front of everyone. Furious, she lost all composure and began shouting.

"Shen Chutang, all you can do is play dirty tricks behind people’s backs! You’ll always be a despised country bumpkin, dreaming of joining our Shen family—what a joke! Let me tell you, every last cent of the Shen family’s fortune belongs to me. You won’t get a penny! Women like you—lowly, brainless, and violent—even the family dog knows better than you how to be obedient!"

Shen Chutang looked at Liu Shuhua. The expression on her face showed not the slightest sense that anything was amiss.

She was the mother of both daughters, yet her younger child could curse Shen Chutang to her face, and Liu Shuhua remained unmoved.

Shen Chutang withdrew her gaze and stared straight at Shen Tingting.

Shen Tingting kept ranting, "What are you looking at? Let me tell you, from now on, you’d better take a detour whenever you see me—otherwise, just wait for Dad to deal with you!"

With a sharp slap, Shen Chutang raised her hand and struck Shen Tingting across the face.

"Sorry, I’m not much for talking—I do things directly."

Shen Tingting clutched her cheek in disbelief. "You actually dared to hit me!"

She lunged at Shen Chutang, but unexpectedly, her wrist was seized by the man beside her.

His grip was powerful—Shen Tingting felt as if she were trapped by a wall of iron, unable to move.

Liu Shuhua hurried forward. "What are you doing? How dare you bully our Tingting! Clearly, you’re all cut from the same cloth!"

Lu Beiqin flung her hand away, his dark eyes glinting with a dangerous, chilling intensity. "Get out."

Shen Tingting and Liu Shuhua were so frightened by his gaze that they didn’t dare utter another word.

Just then, the manager, having heard from the staff that trouble was brewing, hurried over. "Hello, I’m the manager. If you have any issues, please let me know."

But upon seeing Lu Beiqin’s face, the manager broke out in a cold sweat.

Before he could speak, Lu Beiqin gave him a meaningful look.

The manager paused, only to have a woman grab him by the collar.

"So you’re the manager? Good, you’re just in time. This is a high-end private restaurant—how can you let people like them in? And these two didn’t even make a reservation, and now they’re causing trouble. Hurry up and throw them out!"

Shen Chutang knew she was at a disadvantage—after all, Lu Beiqin hadn’t reserved in advance. She reached out and gently tugged at his sleeve. "Let’s go. I know another place with good food, okay?"

Lu Beiqin took her hand. "It’s fine."

Shen Chutang wondered if this was just male pride. She thought about how much this restaurant might cost, whether its owner would consider selling it—she was half tempted to buy the place herself.

Shen Tingting grew more triumphant. "Heh, weren’t you so tough just now? If you’ve got guts, don’t leave!"

The manager watched as Shen Tingting dared to wag her finger at Lu Beiqin and immediately turned to the staff. "Call security."

"Yes!"

Shen Tingting smirked. "Persistent pests really do need to be thrown out."

Shen Chutang pressed her lips together, wanting to leave with Lu Beiqin, but the man stubbornly stood his ground.

Soon, the security guards arrived. The manager ordered, "Throw both of them out!"