Chapter 174 - 138: Purchasing a House

Chapter 174: Chapter 138: Purchasing a House

It cost around three million, boasting smooth, flowing lines and a spacious, comfortable interior.

Scandinavian calfskin and a variety of solid wood accents created an exceptionally noble and elegant atmosphere inside the car.

After getting into the passenger seat, Lin Shen looked around curiously.

Seeing this, the corners of Shen Yun’s mouth turned up slightly.

"You could probably afford one of these, couldn’t you? Why do you usually drive a Jaguar that’s only worth four or five hundred thousand?"

"Because I like it."

Lin Shen’s answer was a bit of a surprise to Shen Yun.

"The Jaguar XFL is my dream car."

’Huh?’

’Someone worth over a hundred million likes a car that costs four or five hundred thousand?’

Although Shen Yun was a bit confused, she could understand.

"You’re just like my ex-husband. He absolutely loved the BMW 3 Series."

Shen Yun, in the driver’s seat, fastened her seatbelt and chuckled as she drove away from the entrance of Lizxing.

"Even when we had an eight-figure sum in our bank account, he still insisted on picking me up every day in that BMW 3 Series of his."

"You’re divorced?"

Lin Shen was slightly surprised. Shen Yun, however, spoke wistfully, her distant gaze lost in memory.

"Yes! It’s been ten years now, I think?"

"We started with nothing and built our way up to a net worth in the tens of millions."

"Then why did you..."

"Because he cheated on me."

Shen Yun clearly knew what Lin Shen was about to ask. She answered calmly, as if she had long since come to terms with it.

"And he cheated on me with my own sister."

’Hm... wait, what?!’

When he first heard she’d been cheated on, Lin Shen hadn’t thought much of it.

’After all, once people get rich, their marital fidelity tends to plummet.’

’That goes for both men and women.’

However, hearing that her ex-husband’s affair was with her own sister, Lin Shen was suddenly intrigued.

’Holy shit!’

’Now *this* is some juicy gossip!’

’Are rich people all this wild?’

"I’ll tell you about it over lunch."

Seeing Lin Shen’s curious expression, Shen Yun wasn’t offended at all. In fact, she felt a sense of relief.

She was relieved that after so many years, she had someone to listen to her melodramatic story.

Shen Yun couldn’t quite understand it herself. She had only known Lin Shen for a single morning, yet here she was, about to confide in him about the pain of her failed marriage.

At best, they were just familiar strangers!

But Shen Yun felt an inexplicable sense of kinship with Lin Shen, as if they were old friends.

Maybe it was because he was handsome, or because he was well-spoken and capable, with a clear-eyed view of relationships.

In any case, Shen Yun didn’t mind Lin Shen knowing about her past; she was even happy to share it with him.

——

「12:30 PM」

"So, this is where you’re taking me to eat?"

At PELHAM’S, a restaurant on the first floor of the Waldorf Hotel.

Shen Yun was a little surprised after they parked nearby and arrived in front of the elegantly decorated French restaurant.

Lin Shen asked curiously.

"What’s wrong? You don’t like it, Aunt Shen?"

"It’s not that I don’t like it..."

After choosing her words carefully, Shen Yun looked at Lin Shen, a meaningful smile playing on her lips.

"French restaurants are romantic. They’re usually the go-to spot for couples on a date. Are you sure you want to bring Aunt Shen here?"

"Why not?"

Lin Shen didn’t seem to mind at all. He walked straight into the restaurant without another word and spoke softly to the hostess at the front desk.

"I have a reservation. The name is Lin, last four digits of the phone number are 7946."

"Of course, Mr. Lin."

After finding Lin Shen’s reservation, the waitress immediately led him and Shen Yun to a quieter table in the corner.

The restaurant’s interior was indeed very elegant.

White tablecloths, sheer curtains, crystal chandeliers, and small table lamps with pale white shades.

The tableware was exquisite and unique, and the surrounding greenery created a tranquil and romantic atmosphere.

Lin Shen had carefully chosen this place specifically for Shen Yun.

’Since she wanted to talk about her feelings, the restaurant’s atmosphere had to be just right!’

Sure enough, Shen Yun looked around, her peach-blossom eyes filled with intense curiosity and admiration. She seemed to love the ambiance.

After all, she hadn’t been to this kind of date-spot restaurant in years.

Even though many men had asked her out, she had always politely declined.

She disliked talking with those greasy, middle-aged men; they were dull and their intentions were far too obvious.

No matter how many sweet nothings they whispered, they only ever had one goal.

To get her into bed!

Therefore, Shen Yun had thought she would never come to a place like this again, but Lin Shen had given her a pleasant little surprise.

"Sir, Ma’am, here are your menus."

After handing the menus to Lin Shen and Shen Yun, who had taken their seats, the waitress recommended with a smile.

"Our new executive chef from headquarters recently arrived. He specializes in foie gras, you might like to try it."

"We’ll have two orders of that, then."

Lin Shen looked at Shen Yun, who was sitting across from him. She hadn’t even opened her menu, simply resting her chin on her hand and smiling.

"You’re treating, so you can order. I don’t have any dietary restrictions."

"In that case..."

Lin Shen opened the menu and ordered several of the more famous French dishes, following the sequence of appetizer, soup, main course, and dessert.

Baked escargot, niçoise salad, pan-seared sole...

"That should be all."

Lin Shen handed the menu back to the waiter. As soon as the waiter left, he immediately looked at Shen Yun with curiosity.

"Aunt Shen, about what you mentioned in the car..."

"You really are curious, aren’t you!"

Shen Yun couldn’t help but laugh. But she wasn’t one to go back on a promise.

So, she cradled her water glass, taking small sips as she began to narrate her story.

Her voice was flat, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, as if she were telling a story that had nothing to do with her.

Lin Shen, on the other hand, was listening with great interest. The food being served couldn’t compare to the juicy gossip Shen Yun was dishing out.