Fated to My Billionaire Husband-Chapter 230 - : Only Suitable to be a Waiter_1

Chapter 230: Chapter 230: Only Suitable to be a Waiter_1

Once Ruan Tianling expressed his desire to have Western food, Western food was what they had. For whatever reason, he drove to Xiao Lang’s French Restaurant.

As the pair entered the restaurant, they saw Jian Yufei, clad in her waitress uniform, taking orders from customers.

She was seen working as a waitress at the Golden Emperor Hotel just yesterday, and here she was today, working as a waitress again.

Ruan Tianling was somewhat inexplicably irritated. Was there no job she could do aside from being a waitress?!

Yan Yue, on the other hand, thought to herself that Yufei indeed was a lowly person meant only to be a waitress.

Jian Yufei froze in surprise as she looked up from the menu she had taken from a customer’s table and saw the dining duo. She then pretended not to recognize them and looked away.

Ruan Tianling located the nearest table and sat down after pulling out a chair for Yan Yue.

Jian Yufei walked past them without a hint of emotion, intending to avoid any conflict with them. But Yan Yue wouldn’t let her off that easily: “Bring us the menu. We want to order.”

“Sure.” Jian Yufei responded uninspiringly. She fetched the menu for them.

She behaved as if she didn’t recognize them and conscientiously waited beside their table for their orders. Ruan Tianling glanced at her calmly, showing no hint of agitation.

“Tianling, what would you like to eat?” Yan Yue, who also ignored Yufei’s presence, affectionately asked the man opposite her.

Ruan Tianling hinted at a smile: “Whatever you decide is fine.”

“Alright then, it’s my choice.” Yan Yue said before an elegant smile took over her face. She lowered her eyes, gently biting her baby-pink lips as she carefully scanned the menu. Her charmingly beautiful image was enchanting.

“Let’s have two medium-rare steaks, two mushroom cream soups, two servings of foie gras, and one dessert.” She handed the menu to Jian Yufei after deliberating for a while. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Jian Yufei took the menu from her and made note of their order. Suddenly, Yan Yue remembered something else: “Oh, and two glasses of red wine.”

“Sure.” Jian Yufei turned to put in their order. Ruan Tianling spared his waitress a glance before retracting his gaze, appearing indifferent.

“Tianling, it’s not appropriate for her to be working while pregnant.” Yan Yue suddenly expressed her concern. “Although you’ve divorced her, the child she bears will always be yours. Why not have someone take care of her so she can comfortably carry the pregnancy to term?”

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Ruan Tianling leaned back in his chair, his lips curving slightly into a smile. “She’s not pregnant. It’s a misunderstanding.”

“Really?” Yan Yue widened her eyes in surprise, but deep inside, she was overjoyed.

She was afraid that Jian Yufei was actually pregnant with Ruan Tianling’s child. She had quite a difficult time sleeping worry-free the previous night thinking about this. She had taken extra care in her makeup routine in the morning, taking two hours to cover her haggardness and the dark circles under her eyes.

She spent the whole night agonizing over it only to find that Jian Yufei wasn’t pregnant at all. It had all been a lie to fool them!

Yan Yue found herself torn between righteous anger and sheer delight. But overall, her happiness was paramount; no news could be better than Yan Yue not being pregnant.

“Mm-hmm.” Ruan Tianling replied lightly, indicating he had no interest in continuing that particular subject. Changing the topic, he said, “You mentioned that outing for skiing the other day. I happen to have free time now, so let’s find a time to go in the next few days.”

Yan Yue wisely refrained from inquiring further into why Jian Yufei had lied.

She rested her elbows on the table, her slender, attractive hands held her chin in a casual yet captivating posture.

“That sounds great. We can invite Xu Man and others. Skiing will be a little more lively that way.”