Take Your Seat Inhaling Deliciousness vs. Big Dog Chewing...

"Mm... I know, Dad."

Lin Baizhi forced a very strained smile on her face as she replied to her father. Although... she really couldn't bring herself to smile right now. She wasn't in the mood at all.

It felt as if her whole world had turned gray.

Especially when she thought about her brother being oppressed by some problem child, doing things like pressing against his chest and touching his abs, and then... her heart ached even more.

Lin Tianxiong sighed, his heart also filled with worry.

Just yesterday, his daughter had been full of confidence, but after coming back today, she had become utterly depressed. She even resigned from her position at the company, claiming she needed to focus entirely on one thing.

Lin Tianxiong had already retired, but now he had to return to his post. Sigh...

He had only just finished the company handover work this morning. Dealing with all the specific details took a lot of time and left him exhausted. He was already starting to miss being an idle old man at home.

Even though he was only in his early forties... his mind was entirely consumed by thoughts of retirement. He just wanted to take Da Huang out for a stroll and get some exercise when he had nothing to do, and maybe help look after his grandchildren in the future...

What a beautiful picture that was. But it all came to a halt last night. Now, he had to go back to being the head corporate slave again.

Sigh.

"Let's eat first, let's eat first," Lin Tianxiong changed the subject.

"Da Huang, let's go. We're going to eat something different today. Stop chewing on spicy strips all day. Today... huh?"

Lin Tianxiong froze mid-sentence. Where was the dog?

Where did my big, poop-yellow local dog go?!

Just then, Lin Tianxiong noticed traces of the door handle being opened. Considering that Da Huang knew how to open and close locks himself... it suddenly made sense. Did he run away?

Huh???

Lin Tianxiong's heart skipped a beat.

He ran off the moment I wasn't looking?

That can't be!

Da Huang, do you not remember all our times together? Why...

Lin Tianxiong hurriedly got out of the car to look for him. Fortunately, as soon as he stepped out, he saw Da Huang not far away by the roadside, nose to the ground, sniffing at something. He let out a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, the dog was still here. Their past bond counted for something after all.

Lin Tianxiong was truly afraid that Da Huang had run off when he wasn't paying attention. If he ended up losing Ye Cheng's good buddy, wouldn't his daughter hate him to death?

"Da Huang, what are you doing?" Lin Tianxiong asked.

Hearing the voice, Da Huang glanced at Lin Tianxiong, then continued following the scent forward along a fixed route. It didn't deviate in the slightest; it was the exact path Ye Cheng had walked earlier.

Because some time had passed, the scent had faded considerably, which was why he needed to sniff so frequently to find the precise source.

Lin Tianxiong: "???"

"Are you looking for something?" Lin Tianxiong spoke up, instantly seeing through Da Huang's intentions.

Unlike other dogs, Da Huang could understand human speech. Although it was incredible... Lin Tianxiong had already accepted this strange reality. If he could understand, then so be it.

After all, any dog that could hang out with that kid probably wasn't a normal dog anyway...

A magical scene unfolded: Da Huang nodded, then used his paw to gesture something on the ground. Lin Tianxiong frowned and looked closely. It was... a middle finger.

Lin Tianxiong: "..."

Da Huang, you...

To be fair, this wasn't Da Huang's fault. The secret signal Ye Cheng had left for Da Huang was precisely a middle finger.

After tracing a middle finger on the ground, Da Huang ignored Lin Tianxiong's shouts and kept sniffing intently, inching closer and closer to the restaurant ahead.

"Daughter, let's hurry up, Da Huang is about to run off!" Lin Tianxiong hollered into the car, caught in a dilemma.

Although this place wasn't the downtown area of Dahai City, the security and management were quite strict. If the dog looked a bit more expensive, it might be fine; they might assume it was a lost pet belonging to a customer and place it in the waiting room.

But with Da Huang's standard local dog appearance, he didn't look expensive at all. He looked like the kind you could buy for five bucks. He would definitely be chased away, and might even get hit with a stick a couple of times before being driven off.

And that was thinking on the bright side. If he fell into the hands of some dog meat traffickers...

Lin Tianxiong shuddered. "Daughter, I'm going to chase after Da Huang first. Follow me!"

Seeing Da Huang running further and further away, Lin Tianxiong had no choice but to leave his daughter, who hadn't gotten out of the car yet, and run after the dog. By the time Lin Baizhi got out, she saw her old father had already chased the dog two acres away.

Lin Baizhi: "..."

Lin Baizhi sighed. Alas, it was another day of missing her brother. When would she be able to sleep in the same bed and cuddle with him like they did when they were kids?

Dejected, Lin Baizhi chased after the man and the dog in the distance, and the three of them entered the restaurant.

A good while later, another ride-hailing car pulled up.

"Click." The car door opened.

The youngest son hopped out of the car. "This is it! Grandma, Grandpa, Auntie, hurry up and get out. I'm taking you to eat something good today!"

Old Master Tang was the second to get out. He glanced at the surroundings, then at the absurdly luxurious private restaurant in front of him, and let out a soft snort.

"Hmph, all flash and no substance..."

"Smack!"

Old Master Tang took a solid smack to the back of his head, followed by a swift kick.

Old Master Tang: "..."

Tang's Mother was the second to get out of the car. "You talk too much. If you don't want to eat, then go back, or squat outside. When the three of us are done eating, we'll pack you two steamed buns to slowly gnaw on when you get back."

Old Master Tang: "..."

Since they were already here, how could he settle for steamed buns?

Having no choice, as all the people in the family he didn't dare cross were gathered together, Old Master Tang could only mutter to himself on the side as he patted the footprint off his clothes.

Looking at the restaurant in front of her, Tang's Mother couldn't help but sigh in admiration, "It's so grand. The chubby kid is really rich."

"Yaoyao, get out, it's time to eat." After expressing her admiration, Tang's Mother began urging Tang Yuyao, who was lingering in the car and refusing to come out.

Tang Yuyao: "..."

Tang Yuyao shrank back inside, her expression stiffening. "Ugh... insisting on coming out to eat, honestly..."

Tang Yuyao wasn't a glutton; she just wanted to stay at home, holding her phone and chatting with Ye Cheng. But Tang's Mother was worried that if they left, her eldest daughter might take things too hard and hang herself from a tree or something, and then the sky would fall.

Under strong insistence, Tang Yuyao was dragged along. Refusing wasn't an option. Old Master Tang had also been dragged along by Tang's Mother.

Only the gluttonous youngest son and Tang's Mother, who wanted to stroll around, were enthusiastic. The father and daughter both had resistance written all over their faces. But how did the saying go?

Since we're already here... since we're already here, we definitely have to go in and eat.

The restaurant was quite special and required advance reservations, mainly to ensure the supply and freshness of the ingredients...

While others had to swipe their cards or something, the youngest son coming here was like coming home. He just had to show his face. Everyone recognized the youngest son as the boss's cub. If they couldn't recognize a miniature version of the boss, they might as well pack up and leave.

Because of his looks, the youngest son always paid by "scanning his face" at home, never having to pay with money. Of course, this only worked in stores opened by his own father.

The other brothers in the family had also used this trick... Of course, this referred to grabbing the youngest son to scan his face, literally grabbing him physically.

After all, the other brothers in the family didn't look much like their father, taking after their mother's side. Only the youngest son was exceptionally gifted, a one-to-one replica!

"You girl, too, not even enthusiastic about eating. Who knows who you take after. When your dad was little, he ran faster than anyone else when he heard the call to eat. You could hear the clinking of chopsticks and bowls from far away..."

"Really?" Tang Yuyao frowned, maintaining a skeptical attitude, looking at the dead old man with a tight face beside her.

Old Master Tang: "..."

Guilan, you... why do you blab about everything to outsiders.

Old Master Tang blushed, coughing with feigned seriousness: "Ahem, probably so, I can't remember. Sigh, it's been too long. Anyway, let's eat, let's eat..."

Old Master Tang greased his soles and slipped away, walking alone at the forefront.

"Grandpa, the restroom is over there. The main entrance is this way," the youngest son kindly reminded when he saw his grandfather heading towards the restroom.

Old Master Tang: "???"

Tang's Mother held back her laughter, but still couldn't resist bursting out: "Pfft... hahaha, I can't, hahaha..."

Old Master Tang: "..."

Alright, now the number of embarrassed people went from one to two.

Both father and daughter wanted to squat by the roadside and draw circles in despair.

Tang's Mother held the youngest son's hand and walked at the front: "You two hurry up, don't force me to smack you."

Tang Yuyao: "..."

Old Master Tang: "..."

The miserable father and daughter reluctantly followed. She might not do anything to Tang Yuyao, but Old Master Tang would definitely get an elbow strike. Better to just behave.

The four of them walked towards the restaurant.

At the entrance, the youngest son skillfully "scanned his face." The manager recognized him instantly and decisively handed over four ID tags: "Young Master, please come in."

"No need, no need, I can walk by myself. I'll just take my grandparents. You guys go busy yourselves!"

The youngest son skillfully declined the restaurant manager's offer to lead the way. He was familiar with this place, way too familiar! He knew exactly where the back kitchen was!

Inside, it was a whole new world. A giant golden dragon coiled at the entrance, looking up at the sky, holding a dragon pearl in its mouth. Countless smaller dragons coiled around the sides, spewing clear water from their mouths.

Extraordinarily domineering!

Behind the golden dragon was a fortune tree made entirely of gold, a one-to-one replica of the one placed at the entrance in Macao, just slightly smaller in volume, but with quite a few more treasure bowls underneath...

Very particular about the Feng Shui layout!

Old Master Tang frowned, pointing at the golden dragon in front: "This thing isn't actually gold, is it?"

He reached out and knocked on it. It didn't budge, and judging by the texture... it seemed to be real gold?

A staff member in the lobby saw someone touching it and hurried forward to stop them, but after seeing the youngest son, they retreated. Ah... the boss's cub, then it's fine.

Touch away, touch as much as you want.

The people who came here to eat were all prominent figures, not likely to do anything shameful. It was just that maintenance was troublesome. Even if they went up, they would only advise against it, not stop it.

Service above all else, the customer is God here.

The youngest son blinked: "The outside is gold, the inside doesn't seem to be. Grandpa, the tree behind is gold, do you want to take it back?"

The youngest son was already planning to plant the tree in his grandparents' yard. When he brought his classmates home to play, it would definitely be super awesome!

"You prodigal thing." Old Master Tang ultimately just snorted lightly, cursing painlessly about being a spendthrift.

Too flashy.

For Tangren's Restaurant to be opened and recognized by so many prominent figures in the circle, the Tang family's endorsement was indispensable. As for who the golden dragon at the entrance represented... it's really hard to say.

Those who couldn't suppress it wouldn't dare to erect it, otherwise let alone a golden dragon, even a stone-carved dragon couldn't be endured...

"Old man, are you still eating? What's so good to look at about that iron lump? Hurry over, otherwise we're leaving."

Not far away, Tang's Mother and the other two shouted from the elevator at Old Master Tang, who was still standing at the entrance.

Old Master Tang: "???"

When did you guys leave?

When he came back to his senses, he was the only one left. He hurriedly ran into the elevator and went upstairs together.

"Guilan, why didn't you call me when you left?" Old Master Tang's slightly resentful voice came.

"I didn't call you? Xiaobao, tell your grandpa if I called or not?" Tang's Mother said confidently.

The youngest son nodded and spoke very honestly: "You didn't."

Tang's Mother: "..."

Old Master Tang: "..."

Guilan, you...

"I called you in my heart, but you didn't hear it yourself. Is it because you don't have me in your heart?" Tang's Mother turned the tables!

Old Master Tang: "..."

You're lying, Guilan. I heard it, say no more.

The older generation's fighting style was still so direct, starting right off with making accusations. Even a tough guy like Old Master Tang couldn't quite handle it.

Shrinking in the corner, Tang Yuyao looked at the "happy family" of three in front of her and sighed... Sigh, boring. Next time I'll bring that guy here to eat.

Tang Yuyao had already imagined Ye Cheng's cocky appearance, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up...

"Eldest girl, what are you laughing at?" Tang's Mother's words pulled Tang Yuyao back from her thoughts.

The three people in the elevator looked at her with strange expressions.

Tang Yuyao: "..."

Believe it or not, I'll die right in front of you!

"Ding!"

The elevator doors opened, and the four walked out, with the youngest son moving the fastest.

"Grandma, just take whatever you fancy, find a seat and sit down first, I'm going to get some cake!"

As soon as he arrived, the youngest son was like a crazed bullfrog, getting restless, dropping a sentence and running off. A super invincible gluttonous little fatty!

The three: "..."

Tang Yuyao sighed: "Let's go, Mom. I'll take you to find a place to sit."

Since it was her fourth brother's property, Tang Yuyao, as the younger sister, had naturally been here before, and more than once. She had to say... her brother really had some expertise when it came to food.

Among the many restaurants she had eaten at, her brother's "Tangren's Restaurant", whether in terms of setup, service, or taste, had never fallen out of her top three.

Quite authoritative. It was no wonder her brother had all that meat on him; not a single piece was grown in vain.

Tang's Mother and Old Master Tang instantly turned into an "ordinary" little old man and little old lady who "had never seen the world" in this bustling place, following their daughter one after another.

The three found a place, a semi-enclosed private room. The reason it was called semi-enclosed was that it was connected to an open serving counter right in front of them.

You could see the operation of the back kitchen, the ingredients, a small team of five serving one private room... This was just the standard. There were also special reservations that required even more people, up to a team of 20.

"Mom, Dad, take a look and see what you want to eat. Here, the menu." Tang Yuyao handed them each a menu.

At first, Old Master Tang was reading it with great interest, but later he shifted over next to Tang's Mother so they could look at one menu together...

"This looks pretty good, old man, do you want to eat it?"

"This red and white stuff, why does it feel like it's not cooked? No thanks. These peanuts aren't bad, but there are too few..."

Tang Yuyao: "..."

With a sigh, Tang Yuyao started ordering for herself, her mind still thinking about Ye Cheng.

At the same time.

In the self-service dessert area.

A massive buffet area dozens of meters long, with no less than a dozen items in each major category, freshly made every day...

At the far end of the dessert area, Ye Cheng was "inhaling food like a vacuum," not holding back at all. Wearing gloves, he opened his stomach to the buffet, leaving the waiter nearby dumbfounded.

Wasn't this guy eating a bit too much?

They couldn't even serve the food as fast as Ye Cheng was eating it...

Not far away, Lin Tianxiong was also wearing gloves, feeding Da Huang, while the staff nearby looked slightly speechless.

"This one won't work, it has chocolate so you can't eat it. What about this, this kiwi cake?"

Da Huang nodded, and Lin Tianxiong placed the large cake on the ground. Da Huang started "big dog munching"...

"Holy crap, what a fat dog!" The youngest son, holding a plate, gasped as he saw Da Huang munching crazily in front of him.

Hearing someone call him fat, Da Huang looked displeased and charged toward the youngest son...

The youngest son: "???"

DUang!!!

They crashed solidly into each other, sending the youngest son flying two acres away!

Lin Tianxiong, who had just turned around to grab a piece of cake and turned back: "???"