What is the Difference

However, it had to be said, Shen Lang's acting was too good; Su Ruoxue almost got deceived by this guy's gentlemanly demeanor.

Zhang Wenzhi's face showed embarrassment as he glanced at Shen Lang, already feeling very displeased with him.

Shen Lang's face remained expressionless, with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth, thinking, is this garbage supposed to be a hundred times better than me? Is Su Ruoxue an idiot?

Su Ruoxue always complained that he lacked manners and ambition, so he decided to be high-profile to show this woman the real gap between them!

A tall and charming French waitress led the three of them into the restaurant.

Everyone who frequented the Louise restaurant exuded a sense of nobility and elegance in their actions, and there were many foreigners present, giving off a faint upper-class atmosphere.

The hall was spacious, with soft and elegant lighting, resembling a high-end social venue more than a restaurant.

A spotlighted stage featured a band playing jazz music.

They reached a table and sat down, ready to order.

Zhang Wenzhi wasn't actually fond of Western food, but he thought coming here would help him impress Su Ruoxue—essentially, a way to show off.

Because he believed he had been exposed to high society, he wanted to display his excellence to Su Ruoxue, hoping she would see him in a new light.

In such a high-end French restaurant, even Su Ruoxue might not know the dining etiquette and culture.

At this moment, Zhang Wenzhi could calmly and elegantly teach the girl how to dine while sharing his knowledge of French romantic culture, leaving Shen Lang, the bumpkin, out of the conversation.

To this end, Zhang Wenzhi had even learned a few basic French phrases.

After sitting down, he pretentiously greeted a French waitress with his awkward French.

The French waitress smiled in response and approached them.

"Zhang Wenzhi, I didn't expect you to speak French," Su Ruoxue said with a faint smile.

"Not really, it's just basic knowledge, nothing impressive," Zhang Wenzhi felt a bit proud. He had deliberately shown off his French to receive compliments from Su Ruoxue.

"You're being modest. It sounds quite good," Su Ruoxue praised.

As the president of a fashion company, Su Ruoxue often attended events abroad and knew some French.

Although Zhang Wenzhi's French wasn't great, he was an old classmate, so she needed to give him some face.

"Good? I thought it was mediocre, with sentences that were not even coherent," Shen Lang suddenly remarked.

Hearing this, Zhang Wenzhi's mood soured, and he replied disdainfully, "From Mr. Shen's tone, it seems you have a profound knowledge of French?"

Shen Lang nodded, "Yes, at least better than you."

Zhang Wenzhi felt unconvinced, thinking Shen Lang was just showing off.

Originally, Zhang Wenzhi wanted to ridicule Shen Lang, but since he didn't actually know much French, he quickly changed the topic.

"It's a shame to visit a French restaurant and not drink brandy. Ruoxue, did you know that the French love brandy the most? Brandy is a special distilled spirit made from various fruits, fermented, distilled, and aged in oak barrels. It has a particularly strong fruity aroma and is a top-quality drink."

Zhang Wenzhi began to show off the knowledge he had gathered from Baidu.

Su Ruoxue wasn't very interested in wine culture, so she just smiled and nodded.

Su Ruoxue could tolerate it, but Shen Lang couldn't. He impatiently said to Zhang Wenzhi, "Alright, stop babbling. Let's order."

Zhang Wenzhi's face immediately darkened, and he said angrily, "Mr. Shen, this is a high-class venue. Please mind your manners and avoid foul language."

Su Ruoxue was also quite displeased with Shen Lang's words, feeling that he had embarrassed her.

However, since Shen Lang was claiming to be her boyfriend, Su Ruoxue still wanted to support him. She said softly, "Zhang Wenzhi, don't mind him. Shen Lang is just a bit impatient. Let's quickly order."

"Alright."

Zhang Wenzhi didn't dwell on it but shot a cold glare at Shen Lang, looking at him as if he were a country bumpkin, and arrogantly said, "Mr. Shen, please maintain decorum during the meal."

Shen Lang found Zhang Wenzhi very annoying and couldn't be bothered with him.

Zhang Wenzhi considered himself noble and didn't want to interact with Shen Lang either, so he immediately began to order.

Shen Lang found it amusing that the guy, who had previously shown off in French, was now ordering in Mandarin.

Looking at Su Ruoxue, Zhang Wenzhi asked, "Su Ruoxue, what would you like to eat?"

"I'm fine with anything," Su Ruoxue replied with a faint smile.

To show his politeness, Zhang Wenzhi reluctantly asked Shen Lang, "Mr. Shen, what would you like to eat?"

Zhang Wenzhi's gaze was somewhat contemptuous. Although Shen Lang was dressed decently and slightly more handsome than him, he still saw him as a country bumpkin who might not even know how to order in a top French restaurant.

Shen Lang glanced at the French waitress and said in fluent French, "Beautiful waitress, please bring me a portion of Saint-Jacques scallops, pan-seared Dover sole, and baked Camembert cheese."

The French waitress's eyes lit up, hearing Shen Lang speak such fluent French. She excitedly said, "Sir, your French is so fluent. I've never met anyone in this country who speaks it so well."

Su Ruoxue's pretty face also showed a moment of surprise. This man actually knew French? And so fluently?

"I spent a few months in France, didn't retain much, but I did remember the language."

Shen Lang continued to converse with the French waitress in a rather artistic manner.

The waitress was also very pleased, as it was the first time she had met such a gentlemanly and romantic Chinese person, and she eagerly chatted with Shen Lang in French.

"Damn!"

Zhang Wenzhi stared dumbfounded at Shen Lang and the French waitress, displaying an incredulous expression.

Damn it, this bumpkin actually knows French?

He suspected that Shen Lang might be making things up, but judging by the waitress's excitement, it seemed Shen Lang wasn't just making things up—he spoke very fluently.

Su Ruoxue's pretty face also showed a moment of shock. She never would have imagined that this seemingly lazy and unkempt guy actually had some real skills.

Such fluent French wasn't something just anyone could master.

In that instant, her impression of Shen Lang changed slightly. Recalling how her grandfather had gone to great lengths to arrange her engagement and cohabitation with this man, could there really be some reason behind it?

Zhang Wenzhi, who had earlier claimed to know French, now felt awkward. He had no choice but to put on a smiling face and pretend he understood the conversation between Shen Lang and the French waitress.

The waitress, not wanting to disturb them, chatted enthusiastically with Shen Lang for a while before her face flushed and she went to prepare the menu.

Shen Lang's demeanor and conduct had thoroughly charmed her.

Seeing that Shen Lang had already ordered, and had chosen the most expensive dishes, Zhang Wenzhi felt a surge of resentment.

To showcase his own generosity, Zhang Wenzhi also ordered a few bottles of top-notch brandy. This expenditure was a mere drop in the bucket for him.