I Just Want To Be a Salted Fish Quietly

Chapter 13: A perfect boyfriend template!

The Four Seasons Hotels swimming pool is located on the top floor and is also equipped with a gym.

The environment of the swimming pool is very good. If you are tired from swimming, you can rest in the lounge area and enjoy the scenery below while looking through the floor-to-ceiling glass.

Its just that the price of the swimsuits is relatively expensive. A pair of swimming trunks costs 300 yuan and womens swimsuits cost more than 800 yuan.

Both Yan Xiaoman and Wang Lan chose conservative one-piece swimsuits.

After selecting, Lin Xian didnt say anything and paid directly. But Yan Xiaoman couldnt help but mutter: They are so expensive!

It is twice the market price, but it isnt bad. At least the quality of Arena swimsuit is good, unlike other hotels that sell goods of inferior quality. Wang Lan has lived in Shanghai for so many years, so she has an understanding of the various brands.

After Lin Xian changed into his swimming trunks, seeing the girls hadnt come out, he went into the water alone.

There were not many people in the swimming pool, only two to three people who are lying lazily on the lounge chairs and dozing off.

After Lin Xian has been swimming around for some time, Yan Xiaoman and Wang Lan finally came out of the locker room.

Lin Xian was slightly taken aback when he saw Yan Xiaoman.

The tight-fitting one-piece swimsuit emphasizes Yan Xiaomans 1.68-meter height. Her straight and slender legs are perfect. The pure black swimsuit makes her skin look white and flawless.

The only drawback is that her boobs belong to the small bear category, although it is still attractive in its own way.

It was the first time Yan Xiaoman came to the swimming pool so she seemed a little shy.

Especially when she felt Lin Xians gaze, she felt even shyer and hurriedly jumped into the pool, only showing her small head on the water, which was extremely cute.

They are not a couple after all so Lin Xian was able to stop himself. After admiring it, he continued to swim alone.

Wang Lan and Yan Xiaoman did not swim but just soaked themselves in the water and enjoyed chatting quietly.

Lin Xians skin is so good. I am a little envious of it. Wang Lan said as she looked at Lin Xian with envy.

Yes! I dont know how he maintains it. Yan Xiaoman nodded in agreement.

Hey Xiaoman, do you think he has some unique maintenance secret?

Speaking of this, Wang Lan suddenly got excited.

That should be the case. Yan Xiaoman was a little uncertain and added, Why dont you ask him?

Lin Xian! Wang Lan shouted and waved at Lin Xian.

Hearing someone calling him, Lin Xian turned around and swam towards the two women.

Whats the matter?

Lin Xian, your skin is so good. Do you have any secret to maintaining it? Wang Lang asked expectantly.

The secret?

Lin Xian raised his eyebrows and joked: Of course there are!

Can you tell us?

Wang Lans eyes lit up and her face was full of excitement. Even Yan Xiaoman listened respectfully.

Upon seeing how the two were waiting expectantly for his answer, Lin Xian couldnt help but curl his lips secretly.

Oh women, really!

Of course! Lin Xian nodded and said: It is actually very simple. Just eat at least two Sichuan dishes a day and keep doing so for eighteen years.

Wang Lan was originally excited, but after hearing Lin Xians response, she learned that Lin Xian was just teasing them, so her face was full of black lines.

In fact, Lin Xian didnt lie either. Lin Guodong learned Sichuan cuisine and so their family always had Sichuan cuisine for a long time.

He doesnt know any girl from Chengdu who uses pepper, millet pepper, and dried chili every day that doesnt look beautiful.

The three stayed in the swimming pool until more than four oclock in the afternoon and then got up to return to the room.

They took a shower and blow-dried their hair. And the time is approaching six oclock unknowingly.

Swimming is a very physical exercise, so at this moment, Lin Xuan is already hungry.

Its almost evening. Shall we go and eat?

Yan Xiaoman was also hungry so she nodded and asked, Where shall we eat?

Lin Xian suggested: Lets just eat at the restaurant in the hotel. Its a one-Michelin star restaurant. Its worth a try.

After deciding, the three of them rushed all the way to the restaurant on the second floor.

The prices of the food in the hotels restaurant are very good for a Michelin restaurant. Fried rice is 88, dry-fried Niuhe is 98, a pot of tea for 200

The three ordered a total of five dishes and waited for nearly an hour before all the dishes were served.

Fortunately, there are self-service dim sums in the restaurant that can temporarily fill up your stomach.

After the dishes were ready, Lin Xian tasted the dishes one by one frowning involuntarily.

The taste is okay, but its just average.

If this restaurant was just an ordinary restaurant, Lin Xian would not have said anything. But it is a one-Michelin star restaurant so it was very disappointing.

The main course is not as delicious as the dim sum and the serving time is too long. The only highlight is the service.

I am a bit disappointed. Lin Xian put down his chopsticks and commented.

Its okay. I think the dim sum here is very good! Yan Xiaoman ate a fried bun with her small mouth.

She is often easy to be satisfied by food.

Wang Lan smiled and said, Are you rich people very picky about food?

It has nothing to do with whether a person has money or not. Maybe my expectations are too high. Lin Xian shook his head.

He was raised up by Lin Guodong since he was a child and had high expectations for this place before coming.

The so-called the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment hit him hard.

Their meal totaled 2,800 yuan. After paying the bill, Lin Xian asked: Should we set off to the bar now?

Lets go. We cant go too late, otherwise, there wont be any more spaces. Wang Lan nodded.

The Bund during the night has the largest concentration of people in Shanghai.

And there are only a dozen open-air bars so you must wait in a long line if you are not early.

In the evening, the poisonous sun has finally set, and the whole area instantly became much cooler.

Wang Lan drove the BMW MINI. While waiting for the traffic lights, she asked: Lin Xian, do you often go to nigh clubs before?

I think you have misunderstandings about rich people?

Lin Xian shook his head and laughed: Not everyone is into feasting and having a lavish nightclub life. There are so many other interesting things in the world besides nightclubs. To be honest, I have never been to one before, so I decided to go and experience it.

If it were said by other rich second-generations, Wang Lan would not have believed the same.

But with regards to Lin Xian, his credibility is very high.

The main reason why he gains the trust of other people easily is due to his quiet temperament. His speech and manners are a little immature, but he is very decent, unassuming, and doesnt like showing off.

Yes, Lin Xian. You are simply a template of a perfect boyfriend. If I were five or six years younger, I would have definitely taken the initiative and chase after you! Wang Lan smiled.

Although just joking, it could be seen that Wang Lan is very satisfied with him.

Having lived in the impetuous commercial metropolis of Shanghai City for so many years, Wang Lan has been accustomed to seeing all kinds of rich people. And Lin Xian is simply rarer than the national treasures.

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