"Thank you, Mr. Si!" I said, smiling with pursed lips.
Of course I knew that Si Jiangchen was a good cook, but today I came here to pick a fight, so it didn't matter whether the food was delicious or not!
Si Jiangchen, Si Tong and I held hands and climbed the marble steps. A doorman opened the door for us.
"Sir, do you have a reservation?" A female waitress came up to us when we reached the hostess station in front of the second-floor Western restaurant. Si Jiangchen casually took out a card.
When the waitress took it and had a look, she was immediately startled. She bowed quickly and asked, "Sir, do you need a private room or a VIP room?"
Si Jiangchen turned to look at me and Si Tong. We were watching the movements of that mother and daughter through the French window. They were sitting in a booth by the window.
"No private room. We'll sit in the main dining hall," I said, smiling at the hostess. "Over there..." I pointed to the booth next to that fat woman's.
"Er... That's not appropriate, is it?" Si Jiangchen's black card was a special one here. Usually, it was used for the most high-class private rooms. No one had ever asked to use it for a lower-level service.
"Let them do as they like," Si Jiangchen said, with a hint of indulgence in his eyes. "Don't go too far."
Although he didn't know how we had got on bad terms with the other side, he was happy to see us take revenge in our own way.
"I'll go for a smoke." Si Jiangchen took out a cigarette case from his pocket with his slender fingers and walked towards the lounge.
"Hehe!" Si Tong and I exchanged a smile, like kids who had got rid of their parents' control. We pushed open the revolving door and walked into the restaurant.
Since it was a reservation-only restaurant, there weren't many customers. As soon as Si Tong and I came in, Wenwen spotted us.
"Wow! How can Lin Tong come here?" Wenwen pointed at us with her chubby little finger. "Isn't her family broke? How can they afford to dine in a place like this?"
We ignored them and were led by the waitress to the table next to theirs.
"Ah! Waitress! How can they sit here?" The fat woman frowned. "Do they have a reservation?"
"Yes, Mrs. Sun," the waitress replied. Obviously, Mrs. Sun was a regular customer here and the waitress recognized her.
"Really?!" Mrs. Sun seemed even more unhappy. "The Lin family members have been dead for so long. Even if they had a card, it should have expired by now!"
The VIP card of the Sheraton was renewed once a year. Lin Fangyu and his wife had been dead for three or four years. It was true that even if they had a card, it would have expired...
I frowned. This woman seemed to know a lot about the Lin family!
"Change our table. We don't want to sit here," Mrs. Sun said domineeringly, pointing at the waitress. "We want a private room. This place will bring us bad luck."
"But..." The waitress looked very embarrassed.
Mrs. Sun had already paid for her table. A private room required a 30% service charge. Given this lady's usual practice, she would definitely not pay this extra amount.
"Mummy, never mind. Wenwen is so hungry!" The little girl beside her pouted.
She actually didn't like it when her mother quarreled with others. Every time, she had to wait for a long time before she could have delicious food. Since they had agreed to have a big meal today, she hadn't had dinner in the kindergarten. Now her stomach was growling. She didn't want to go upstairs to find another table.
"Yes! Look, the little girl is unhappy," the waitress quickly chimed in to persuade.
Mrs. Sun glanced at me and Si Tong. Her eyes seemed to measure the distance between the tables. Then she reluctantly sat down and said to the waitress, "Hurry up and serve the food. We'll leave as soon as we're done. This place is really bad luck!"
Si Tong and I had already sat down at a two-person table beside them. We just ordered some food casually. Anyway, Si Jiangchen said the food here was not good, and I didn't want to spend so much money.
Mrs. Sun and Wenwen often dined here, so the dishes they ordered were basically fixed.
When the appetizers and soup were served, Wenwen always stared at the side of Mrs. Sun's face. Mrs. Sun couldn't help but touch her newly bought earrings.
"Wenwen, what's wrong? Do you think mummy's earrings are nice?" Mrs. Sun said proudly with a smile. "They cost 20,000 yuan! They're a gift from someone..."
"No. There's a little kid on the earring, pulling your hair!" Wenwen reached out and yanked off the rather exaggerated earring.
"Ouch!" The earring was hung on Mrs. Sun's earlobe with a buckle. Wenwen pulled it so hard that it made a cut on her earlobe. She covered her ear with a low scream in pain.
"Mummy, he's drinking your blood!" Wenwen still pointed at her mother's shoulder. Her chubby little face was scared out of shape.
"What are you talking about, Wenwen?!" Mrs. Sun felt a chill run down her spine in broad daylight.
"Hehe..." Si Tong and I were sipping mint water while watching the mother and daughter's performance of pretending to see something that wasn't there. We were giggling secretly.
"What are you laughing at?!" Mrs. Sun immediately looked over at us. Her eyes were filled with a hint of anger along with fear.
"The water here is quite delicious," I squinted at Si Tong. The little guy immediately nodded like a chick pecking rice to support me. "Yes, yes, yes. I've never drunk such delicious water before."
I had already opened Si Tong's third eye. A child's eyes were naturally clean. I just casually touched his eyelids, and he could already see the little friend he had suffered with in the past.
"Long time no see!" Si Tong waved at the little ghost squatting on Mrs. Sun's shoulder.
Mrs. Sun thought Si Tong was talking to her. She immediately snorted coldly and turned her head.
They were sitting in a nice window seat. When Mrs. Sun turned her head, it was just in the direction of a very clean window glass. It was late afternoon, and the sun was about to set. The glass reflected her shadow. She suddenly froze, then leaned over to take a closer look. All of a sudden, she screamed and jumped out of the booth, knocking the bowls and dishes on the table to the ground.
"Aaaaaah! There's a ghost!" Mrs. Sun shouted while flapping at her shoulder. Si Tong and I could clearly see that the little ghost who liked lollipops was grinning and jumping up and down on Mrs. Sun's shoulder in time with her slaps.
The few tables of customers in the restaurant didn't know what had happened. They all frowned and looked over. The waitress who had served them before quickly rushed over and asked, "Mrs. Sun, are you feeling unwell?"
"No! I'm not unwell. It's your hotel that's haunted!" Mrs. Sun flapped for a long time. Then she looked towards the window glass again. She saw that the evil ghost that had been sitting on her shoulder was now tightly hugging her head and reaching for her eyes with its little hands like dry tree bark!