The Villain's Wife

The Villain’s Wife 348 Being Petty

Adrian’s expression did not escape Lily’s eyes. How could she allow such a person to snub her husband? Lily slightly narrowed her eyes before she called a waiter over.

She gave Zhuo Jingren a wink before she lowered her voice and said, "Tell Chef Ricci that Lily Facci Zhuo is here." She grinned at Zhuo Jingren before she added, "Tell him... I miss the chocolates that he used to make in Italy, the one that he used to give my grandmother."

Zhuo Jingren could only shake his head when he heard Lily’s words. When it came to being petty, no one could beat his wife. That was a fact and he was pretty proud of it. The only thing that could make her act like this were if someone important to her were involved and in his logic, in this situation, it would be him. He gave a victorious laugh inwardly. This hilarious side of Lily was just too much to handle, sometimes.

However, when he thought about what had happened in the past few weeks, he instantly understood that maybe Lily just wanted to have some fun.

"That was quick!" Zhuo Jingren heard Adrian’s voice. For some reason this man reminded him of a kindergartener, who wanted to see who has the better snacks in school. He instantly wondered why a man from a prominent family would act this childish. "As expected of the Chef." Adrian’s voice seemed to grow louder by the minute.

Their orders actually came in after five minutes. Even Zhuo Jingren was a little surprised. Most restaurants did not have this kind of service. However, he still chose to ignore the man and concentrated on talking with Lily about random things.

After a few minutes, the wine that they had ordered arrived.

"Ah.... This is what I love every time I visit this country. People never forget the important individuals and they are always pretty respectful too." Adrian said. "Do you like the food?" he asked Samantha

"Hmmm... I already know it will be good. I mean... I know you always prefer the best."

A tinge of pride instantly flickered in Adrian’s eyes. Of course, he always preferred the best. He gave her fiancé a smile that was as brilliant as the flickering lights that had started to cover the streets below. "Well... did you take some pictures before eating? You should post it on your social media and make your fans know that we are together now. I feel you should update more. Your career should be your first priority."

"I did." Samantha said. She had the urge to roll her eyes but chose not to. She should get used to this- Adrian is going to be her future husband after all.

"Good... Very Good! Hold on! The Chef is coming our way." Adrian instantly rose from his seat and plastered the best smile that he had as he took a step towards the chef who was coming their way, followed by two more junior chefs, both bringing plates. It should be another complimentary meal, Adrian mused. This time he was fairly certain that the couple he encountered earlier were not some prominent people or why would...

"Picolina!" Chef Ricci’s booming voice echoed inside the restaurant, interrupting his thoughts. Chef Ricci walked passed their table before Adrian heard Lily’s voice.

"I have already told you countless times to stop calling me ’little’." Her soft voice made Adrian froze. She knew the chef? He turned his head and looked at Lily and Zhuo Jingren, who were now greeting the Chef. Adrian looked back and forth at the Chef then to Lily who was being embraced by the Chef. Who is she? A relative perhaps?

Slowly, he took his seat and listened to their conversation.

"And this is my husband..."

"I am very much familiar with Mr. Zhuo." Chef Ricci interrupted Lily after he let go of the latter, and then he smiled at Zhuo Jingren. "Mr. Zhuo... it is my honor to have you in my restaurant."

A fine line appeared in between Adrian’s brows as he clenched his fist. An honor? How is meeting that man, an honor?

"Thank you. It’s a pleasure meeting you as well." Zhuo Jingren’s pleasant and respectful voice reached Adrian’s ears, making him grit his teeth. Was this man trying to gloat that they actually knew the Chef?

"Ah... let’s have a private chat after you have guys finish your dinner. A lot of people who have reserved their seats in advance are about to arrive. Here... this is on me. Sorry it took me a while. I personally made it for the both of you." Chef Ricci’s words only made Adrian’s face turn black. He personally made it? Chef Ricci, a very well-known Chef in Europe and Asia was personally making food for them?

Adrian instantly lost his appetite.

"Adrian... I think I have a headache. Can we just go..."

"No." Adrian hissed.

"Please... Adrian. Let’s not create a scene. What about your image? Our image? If someone recognises us and takes a video then..."

"Shut up", Adrian hissed once again as he glared at the beautiful woman, sitting beside him holding his hand, trying to calm him down.

"Please... what about your reputation? Your father..." Samantha’s words seemed to have hit a nerve as Adrian’s face started to lighten a bit. The embarrassment that he felt a while ago seemed to lessen at the mention of his father.

Seeing the color of Adrian’s face return, Samantha instantly asked for the bill. Leaving her immature fiancé with the couple who had bought Serpent collection watches a while ago was very dangerous.

After the couple left, Lily instantly beamed at Zhuo Jingren. "What’s up with you?" she asked.

"Let’s just wait for a good show tomorrow, alright?" Zhuo Jingren responded with a smile.

....

As expected, Adrian’s anger exploded the moment he locked the door of his car. He instantly punched the steering wheel and let out a curse. When he remembered the number of people who saw what happened earlier, his face darkened even more.

"Hey... did you receive my text? I want you to get me into that Auction tomorrow. Front seat! I want you to do everything to get me into the front seat! Do you understand?"

"I said... DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" Adrian’s voice echoed inside the car, making Samatha flinch. "Good. Prepare the best suit for me and Samantha," he said before starting the car.