41: Chapter 41 I'll Show You a Treasure

"Welcome! Hello, sir. Are you here to dine, or do you have a reservation?"

"I have a reservation under the name Meng, for the Hibiscus private room."

"Please follow me, sir."

The restaurant Father Meng chose wasn't in a very bustling area, but business was booming; it seemed they really knew their stuff.

Inside the Hibiscus private room, Father Meng was still subtly probing his daughter.

"Wenwen, be honest with Dad. How far have you two gone?"

"I've told you so many times, we're just regular friends."

"This bag you're carrying, this necklace you're wearing—they must cost thousands, maybe tens of thousands, right? Did he give them to you?"

"Mm."

"Regular friends would give you such expensive things, and you just accepted them? Is that how I raised you!"

Father Meng was about to say more when the door to the private room was pushed open, and a slightly sturdy man walked in.

The increase in his Strength attribute had significantly reduced Zhao Xiaoshuai's flabbiness. Combined with his height, now approaching 1.8 meters, he didn't look fat at all overall.

Father Meng hurriedly stood up. He was truly grateful from the bottom of his heart to the benefactor who had saved his wife's life.

"This must be Mr. Zhao."

"You're too polite, Uncle. Just call me Xiao Zhao."

Zhao Xiaoshuai glanced around the room. It was a private dining room that could accommodate about 6-8 people.

He took his seat opposite the Meng Family, facing Meng Yawen directly.

"Xiao Zhao, thank you so much for this time."

"I saw an old news story today about a female executive in another city who fainted on the road. No one helped her, no one saved her, and she just passed away."

"It's fortunate that my wife happened to run into you. Let me toast you first!"

Meng Yawen glanced over worriedly. "Dad, Brother Zhao is driving."

After all, with her father present, she was too embarrassed to use a more intimate address.

"It's fine, I'll have a little with your father. Yawen, can you drive?"

"I know a little, but I haven't driven on the road yet."

"That's fine, just take it slow."

After saying that, Zhao Xiaoshuai had a drink with him.

After all, having worked for many years, a man who couldn't drink was as rare as a giant panda.

He wouldn't claim to be immune to a thousand cups, but he had no problem drinking most young people under the table.

Moreover, he had recently upgraded his 'Liver Bro' skill, and he felt he wasn't far from the realm of being immune to a thousand cups.

The meal went quite harmoniously; after all, one side was filled with gratitude, while the other was trying to woo the daughter.

You praise me once, and I want to praise you three times back.

However, as the meal was drawing to a close, Father Meng suddenly set down his glass and asked casually:

"Xiao Zhao, what is your relationship with my Wenwen right now?"

Father Meng hadn't gotten much information from his daughter, so he wanted to use the tipsiness of the alcohol to probe the young man.

After all, with being drunk as an excuse, there was room for maneuver regardless of the answer he got.

His daughter had been a head-turner since she was little. She had dated a few boyfriends, but they all ended unhappily due to character issues. He had to vet her choices.

Zhao Xiaoshuai didn't change his expression.

It wasn't the time to confirm a relationship with Meng Yawen yet. Facing this sudden inquiry, the old him would probably have panicked.

But after his mindset shifted, and having watched quite a few trashy knowledge videos, he generally knew how to handle it.

He asked back noncommittally, "What relationship does Uncle hope we have?"

Throwing the question back at the other party, avoiding the passive position of being "questioned" and instead taking the initiative—of course, the premise was that his "status" today was not lower than the other party's.

This way, no matter how the other person answered, there was room to maneuver and push-pull.

Meng Yawen looked a little disappointed, but she quickly grabbed her father's arm. "Dad, you've had too much to drink."

Naturally, Father Meng wouldn't be in such a rush to hand his daughter over, so since he didn't get a result, he let it go.

However, the main goals for today had been achieved: he had expressed sincere gratitude to his benefactor and had gained a preliminary look at the other man's character and temperament.

Father Meng was quite satisfied.

Meng Yawen drove her father back, then returned to iSport with Zhao Xiaoshuai.

The two rested in the recreation area for a moment, waiting for the pool to finish its disinfection.

After all, it was a small VIP pool, and they disinfected and changed the water at noon and night.

It was said that many customers signed up for events specifically to enjoy this VIP pool.

Recently, the "Lifelong Companion" event had become increasingly popular, and Meng Yawen might not even be able to win the sales championship.

After all, not everyone had to train for the entire time slot; if she served a few faster customers, it was possible to bring two or even three in one time slot.

"I'm going to go change."

"Wait a second."

Zhao Xiaoshuai took out the shopping bag he had bought in the morning and left at the sports center.

"I bought you two swimsuits. My exclusive coach has to have her exclusive battle gear, right?"

Meng Yawen happily accepted the gift. "Why do you buy me things every day? You never stop."

While waiting for Meng Yawen to change, he took out the bracelet, observed the location of the pool's water outlet, and carefully sank the bracelet into the water.

It took a long time before Meng Yawen came out.

She had chosen the black one-piece swimsuit with the front lacing.

Compared to the previous school-swimsuit style one, this swimsuit highlighted her perfect figure even more, along with two huge advantages.

When swimming, the difference between having swimsuit fabric or bare skin on her back was huge.

The design of this swimsuit was excellent; it had the aesthetic of swimming in an evening gown.

Moreover, this halter-neck style had an inexplicable attraction to men, tempting them to want to untie it.

With great difficulty, he suppressed the impulse and teased, "Why didn't you choose the other one?"

Meng Yawen was instantly a bit shy. "I tried it on just now, and that one is really a bit..."

"What, is it not a good fit?"

"It fits well, but... oh, next time, let's wear that one next time. Let's start the lesson!"

Letting Meng Yawen off for now, Zhao Xiaoshuai specifically brought the teaching location near where he had sunk the bracelet.

"Let's learn the breaststroke first. I'll demonstrate it for you once; watch carefully."

Perhaps it was talent, or perhaps it was hard work, but Meng Yawen's swimming posture was extremely elegant.

Zhao Xiaoshuai was someone who loved to learn, so he watched with extra focus.

'This eyesight was definitely worth the points.'

"Did you see clearly?"

"Retract slowly, bringing them back to behind your buttocks. When flipping, you must hook your feet, with your toes pointing outward..."

Zhao Xiaoshuai listened carefully, combining it with the movements etched into his mind just now; he felt like his brain already knew how to do it.

However, his body: You know nothing!

Once he started swimming, he would always forget to hook your feet, and when retracting his legs, he would unconsciously press his thighs against his stomach.

In his anxiety, he kicked faster and faster, losing his rhythm and nearly choking on water.

But fortunately, he had a coach who was both pleasing to the eye and dutiful.

Meng Yawen grabbed his hands, allowing him to float on the surface, slowly guiding him and controlling his breathing rhythm.

Soon, he was able to complete a set of basic movements on his own.

Swimming back to the edge, Zhao Xiaoshuai sat on the steps by the water and caught his breath.

"Handsome, you learn quite fast."

"It's all thanks to the coach's good teaching."

Meng Yawen smiled sweetly; one never gets tired of being complimented.

"But I think I just saw a treasure at the bottom of the pool."

"A treasure?"