I Woke My Vegetative Husband up at Our Wedding Night! - Chapter 583

Chapter 583: Clown

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

At the Wang family’s private kitchen.

Lin Shiming got out of the car, straightened his suit, and looked at the gray-walled, red-tiled courtyard house in front of him.

Lin Qinghe also got out of the car. She could be said to be dressed up today. Due to her pregnancy, her previous clothes no longer fit her. For today’s meal, she specially went to choose a new set of clothes yesterday.

Thinking about the last time Madam Fu had worn Chinese clothes, she had chosen the same kind. However, because her stomach was too big, she had chosen a loose style. At first glance, it was really impossible to tell that she was pregnant.

She even put a shawl around herself.

She had spent a lot of effort choosing this dress. She had heard that the clothes designed by this designer were very popular among the dignitaries in the capital.

However, she did not notice that the slit of this dress was too high. It would inevitably make her lose some of her dignity when she wore it.

Lin Qinghe glanced at the courtyard and frowned.

“Dad, how can you treat Old Master Fu to a meal in such a place? It looks old and shabby. Don’t you think it’s too shabby?”

“This is the place the old master booked.” Lin Shiming looked around and saw a wooden sign in the direction of the door. It said, “The Wang family’s private kitchen.”

“Why does that name sound so familiar?” Lin Shiming muttered.

“Dad, what did you say?” Lin Qinghe walked forward and asked.

“This should be the Wang family’s private kitchen I’ve heard of. This is not a place that ordinary people can book. This residence was passed down from the ancestors of the Wang family. The ancestors of the Wang family were once imperial chefs,” Lin Shiming quickly explained to Lin Qinghe.

“I see!” A smile immediately appeared on Lin Qinghe’s face. She picked up her phone, adjusted the angle, and took a selfie.

Moreover, she specially took a photo of the Wang family’s private kitchen’s banner.

Suddenly, the door opened and a middle-aged man looked at Lin Shiming and Lin Qinghe.

“The two of you are Old Master Fu’s guests, right?”

“Yes, yes,” Lin Shiming replied quickly.

“Please come in.” The person gestured for them to enter.

It was a small two-in-one courtyard with a kitchen to the west and only a private room to the east. It could only accommodate one table of guests at a time.

The guests here did not accept orders. They ate whatever the chef prepared.

When it came to ordering, all someone had to do was tell the chef how many people there were and what they probably liked.

Lin Qinghe looked at the small courtyard and did not feel that it was shabby at all because the decorations inside were all expensive mahogany. Even if she did not understand it very well, she felt that none of the things here were cheap.

Especially since everything on that wooden shelf looked like antiques.

“I heard that those who want to come here for a meal might not be able to get a seat a year in advance. If Old Master Fu hadn’t booked the place, I wouldn’t have been able to do it myself.” Lin Shiming sat in a chair to rest.

Lin Qinghe also walked over and sat beside him.

Lin Shiming looked at the tea set placed in front of him and a thought flashed through his mind. “Qinghe, didn’t you learn how to make tea? When Old Master Fu comes later, perform well.”

“Yes.” Lin Qinghe nodded confidently. “Dad, you’ll see how I perform later.”

Jin An drove straight to the Wang family’s inner courtyard.

As soon as the car stopped, Wang Changjin, who was in his sixties, immediately went forward and personally opened the door of the Fu family’s car.

“Old Master, your presence brings light to my humble dwelling!”