Chapter 22 - Moonlight Under the Sea, Light Above the Sky
Chapter 22: Moonlight Under the Sea, Light Above the Sky
“Sister, where are you going…?” At the entrance of Shen Corporation, Ye Chen’s face darkened as he saw Shen Qingqiu and Jiang Che holding hands. He hurried over as Shen Qingqiu was about to get into Jiang Che’s Maybach.
“I’m going out for dinner,” Shen Qingqiu said coldly, visibly getting impatient. She wondered what was going on with her junior brother today. Why was he making such a fuss about her going out? Did she need to report her whereabouts to him?
“I want to come with you,” Ye Chen quickly said.
“No, I’m going on a date. Why would you come along?” Shen Qingqiu replied irritably.
Without waiting for Ye Chen’s response, she got into the Maybach. Jiang Che gave Ye Chen a mocking look before also getting in, and Ah Long drove off, leaving Ye Chen standing there, dumbfounded.
“Fatty, lend me some money. I need to follow them,” Ye Chen said to the chubby security guard, seeming desperate. Despite knowing that his senior sister was a powerful cultivator, he felt uneasy about Jiang Che.
The guard looked at Ye Chen’s anxious expression and handed him a hundred yuan without saying much. Taking the money, Ye Chen quickly hailed a taxi and followed them.
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At eight in the evening, the city lights began to glow. At a port in Linjiang, Jiang Che and Shen Qingqiu got out of the car.
“Where is the restaurant?” Shen Qingqiu asked, looking around the dark seaside.
“It should be over there; let’s go check,” Jiang Che said, pointing towards a distant light, though he wasn’t sure himself. He had never been to this place before.
“See, I told you it’s here,” Jiang Che said with a smile as they approached a small house with lights on by the port.
“Sir, you cannot enter without a reservation,” a waiter said apologetically as they entered the small house.
“This is Jiang Che from the Jiang family, and this lady is Miss Shen from the Shen family. Can we go in now?” Ah Long interjected.
The waiter paused, looking up at Jiang Che and Shen Qingqiu. Jiang Che had become quite a topic of conversation lately, especially after his appearance at a recent social event, and many people had heard of the mysterious young master.
Many young elites frequented this place, so the waiter had heard of Jiang Che. As for Shen Qingqiu, since becoming the president of Shen Corporation, she had gained the title of the most beautiful president in Linjiang.
The waiter momentarily lost himself in her stunning beauty before quickly lowering his gaze, not daring to look again.
Rumored to be an ice queen uninterested in men, Shen Qingqiu’s close relationship with Jiang Che surely wasn’t simple. Knowing both were untouchable figures, the waiter didn’t want to risk offending them.
“Please wait a moment, Young Master Jiang and Miss Shen. I’ll inform the staff downstairs. They’ve just finished their shift and are packing up,” the waiter said, calling someone on his phone to arrange for their stay.
This was a privilege of power and influence, unavailable to ordinary people. Even regular elites couldn’t easily get such treatment at this exclusive restaurant.
After hanging up, the waiter opened a door behind him and gestured for them to enter.
“Please wait here, I’ll go in with Qingqiu,” Jiang Che told Ah Long, then took Shen Qingqiu’s hand and walked in.
They walked side by side through a transparent acrylic tunnel, about ten meters long and five meters wide, extending six meters under the sea. A waiter, already waiting inside, greeted them warmly.
“Welcome, Young Master Jiang and President Shen, to Moonlight Under the Sea, Light Above the Sky. We offer delicacies like caviar and Australian lobster, paired with a unique undersea view for a one-of-a-kind experience.”
“We’ll have your signature dishes,” Jiang Che requested.
After the waiter left, Jiang Che looked around the restaurant. It was about 50 square meters with only twelve tables. The deep, dark sea visible through the transparent walls added a sense of profound fear to the ambiance.
About fifteen minutes later, the waiter brought various dishes to their table, along with a thoughtful gift of wine.
“Young Master Jiang, this 1976 vintage Lapé wine is a gesture from our boss, offered for your and President Shen’s dining pleasure,” the waiter explained courteously.
“Appreciated,” Jiang Che responded with a smile. Although not a wine connoisseur, he recognized the value of this rare and priceless 1976 Lapé wine.
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