The crybaby nanny was bullied and cried again by her yandere husband.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, we were led to a private room by the waiter. The room was elegantly and warmly decorated.

Fresh green plants were placed by the window, and a small rose was placed on the table.

Shang Yu led Lin Zhao to sit down, then skillfully picked up the menu and handed it to Lin Zhao.

"What would you like to eat?"

Lin Zhao instinctively pushed him away.

"Brother Ayu, you order, I... I don't know how."

He had just glanced at the menu, and he didn't recognize a single one of the dish names. They were all Chinese characters combined together, but he just couldn't understand them...

Shang Yu moved the table and chairs around, sat down next to him, and spread out the menu and handed it to him.

"There's nothing I can't do, I'll translate it for you."

Lin Zhao then timidly raised her eyes, her gaze falling on the poetic names of the dishes, and hesitantly pointed to the first one.

"Then what is this 'Snow-covered Red Plum'?"

Shang Yu's eyes were light-colored, and his tone was nonchalant.

"Tomatoes mixed with white sugar".

Lin Zhao froze instantly, her eyes filled with disbelief.

He tapped the next line with his fingertip, his eyes full of curiosity.

"And what about the green willows and yellow orioles? They sound so lovely."

"Stir-fried eggs with chives".

Lin Zhao's lips twitched slightly, deeply shocked.

Undeterred, he pointed to the next one.

"Then this 'Phoenix Landing on the Wutong Tree' must be a very precious ingredient, right?"

Shang Yu lowered his eyes slightly, speaking each word calmly.

Chicken stew with potatoes.

No sooner had he said this than the waiter, who was bowing and waiting nearby, couldn't help but chuckle softly.

He took a step forward, a fawning smile plastered on his face, yet with a hint of unintentional disdain.

"Haha, this gentleman is so innocent and adorable. Our restaurant is positioned as a high-end establishment, so the menu items are naturally a bit more complicated. If you don't understand them, we can also offer set meals with a good mix of meat and vegetables."

Being so bluntly exposed makes it hard to understand.

Lin Zhao's cheeks flushed instantly, and she nervously clutched the hem of her clothes, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Shang Yu's expression also turned cold, and he glanced sideways at the waiter.

He raised his hand and closed the exquisite menu filled with fancy dish names, the soft "snap" sound particularly clear in the quiet private room.

Immediately afterwards, Shang Yu calmly recited a list of dishes.

"Stir-fried eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried pork with peppers, braised chicken pieces, sweet and sour pork ribs, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and a serving of corn and pork rib soup."

After finishing his report, he looked up at the pale-faced waiter and spoke in a flat tone.

"Can you do it?"

The waiter forced a smile.

"Of course, you can."

He waved again.

"Get out. Don't come in unless I told you to. We uncouth people can't stand high-class service."

The waiter's face turned deathly pale instantly.

"Mr. Shang, that's not what I meant..."

Shang Yu didn't want to waste any more words with her, so he slammed the menu on the table, clearly indicating that he wanted her to leave.

The waiter was so frightened that he immediately fell silent and left.

The private room fell silent again. Lin Zhao lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly and whispered to Shang Yu.

"Have I embarrassed you...?"

Shang Yu raised his hand and gently ruffled the top of his head, his tone mild.

"Zhaozhao, don't keep your head down. There's nothing shameful about it. Those fancy dish names are just something the restaurant puts on to make it look impressive."

He reached out and gently lifted Lin Zhao's chin, making him look at him with a serious gaze, carrying a hint of doting affection that he himself was unaware of.

"Actually, don't say you can't understand it either. I couldn't understand it the first time I watched it either, and I even made a lot of mistakes."

"I thought there was really snow on Xueyin Hongmei, but when I came up there was none, I even caused trouble for people and got a lot of laughs from my friends."

Lin Zhao's eyes lit up with curiosity.

He couldn't believe that his usually composed gentleman would make such a fool of himself.

"Of course."

Shang Yu calmly replied that it was actually Shen Youqing who was causing trouble, and he was the one who was mocking him.

But it doesn't matter, as long as Zhaozhao is happy.

Lin Zhao, interrupted by this, disregarded her embarrassment and excitedly asked about some details.

I don't mean anything by it, it's just that I always feel that my husband gives off a cold and unapproachable vibe. Hearing him tell these interesting stories makes me realize that my husband is just like me.

It's not that unattainable.

After chatting for a while, the atmosphere relaxed, and Lin Zhao felt like she needed to go to the restroom, so she tugged at Shang Yu's sleeve.

"I need to go to the restroom."

Shang Yu nodded and patted his head.

"Go ahead, turn left at the end of the corridor, and be careful."

"OK."

Lin Zhao quickly stood up, lowered his head, and hurried out of the private room.

Just as I turned into the quiet corner of the corridor, before I even reached the restroom, I heard two waiters whispering behind me.

"Hey, that young man that President Shang just brought, you guys guessed he was some kind of distinguished guest, but you didn't see it, he couldn't even read the menu, he's obviously from the countryside."

"Huh? No way, the people around President Shang are never simple. Could it be someone who just returned from studying abroad?"

"How could that be? You didn't see it, the man kept his head down the whole time, he didn't dare to look at anyone, and the two of them were dressed the same, I suspect..."

She lowered her voice and said softly.

"She was kept by Boss Shang."

"Kept? Isn't Mr. Shang supposed to be averse to women?"

As if she had thought of something, she chuckled softly again.

"Oh right, no wonder. So that's what he likes. That young man is indeed quite good-looking."

"She's just okay looking. I don't know what tricks she used to get into President Shang's bed. Didn't I hear that a big star tried to get into his bed and got her legs broken and thrown out? That was terrifying."

"Is that so?"

"You don't know? Let me tell you, this is big news..."

Every whispered murmur reached Lin Zhao's ears.

He stopped abruptly, his fingers clenched instantly, his ears burned, and a sense of grievance and embarrassment welled up in his heart, his eyes slowly reddening uncontrollably.

He mustered his courage and took a step forward, just as he was about to go out and clarify, when someone walked out from the side.

The visitor was wearing a beige shirt with the cuffs casually rolled up, and spoke in a gentle and polite manner.

"Ladies, talking behind people's backs is not a good thing."

The two gossiping waiters were startled by the sudden appearance of someone and immediately bowed in apology.

"I'm so sorry, sir, we didn't mean to."

The man continued speaking.

"The most important thing in the service industry is service, not gossiping behind people's backs. Besides, the person you should apologize to is not me, but this gentleman."

Lin Zhao was taken aback, not expecting him to see her. She walked out from the corner and took a few steps forward before she could see that the person who had just spoken was... Lin Yu.

Upon seeing the person involved, the waiter, filled with shame, immediately apologized and bowed repeatedly.

"Sorry, sir, we didn't mean it. We apologize. We promise we won't say anything like that again. Please forgive us. We're new here and don't know the rules. Please, please, please don't let Mr. Shang find out."

Lin Zhao subconsciously took a few steps back.

"You, you don't need to do this."

To everyone's surprise, one of the waiters knelt down and grabbed his trouser leg, speaking to him.

"Sir, please, please don't tell President Shang. He'll beat me to death. I don't want to die. Please, please!"

Lin Zhao stood there dumbfounded. Even if her master was cold-hearted, he wouldn't do something like this...