Chapter 1148 1139. Mysterious Gathering
After leaving the curtain.

Zoe was still a little dazed.

I am savoring the most delicious tea I have ever tasted.

A sip of tea feels like all the dirt in the body has been washed away.

I also learned about it from chatting with the woman in yellow.

The headdress on her head is called a buyao. If it does not shake when she walks, it means she has a dignified demeanor.

What she is wearing is called Hanfu, the traditional clothing of ancient China.

The thing used to grind the flower petals was not called a small bowl, but a mortar.

She grinds the petals to make something called incense balls, which can be strung into bracelets.

Using 100,000 osmanthus flowers to make a string of incense balls is too exaggerated...

The two of them drank tea and chatted side by side in the tent, and heard the beautiful lady named Han Ying playing the Chinese guqin.

It was a profound experience full of ancient oriental elegance...

Zoe has decided that her next trip will be to the East.
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Seeing his wife coming out of the gauze room with a strange look on her face, Paulus hurried over and held Zoe's hand, "Honey, what's wrong? Is there a gypsy witch in there?"

Hearing her husband's words, Zoe burst out laughing and laughed so hard that she fell backwards. It took her a long time to recover.

He held Paulus's hand in reverse, "The mysterious witch has sucked away your wife's soul."

Seeing that Zoe could still joke, Paulus put his heart back in his stomach and pretended to draw his sword, "Beautiful princess, your knight will always protect you!"

The couple is being romantic.

A hotel waiter came over with a tray.

"Ma'am, Ms. Fabian Jennings invites you to the party."

There was only one business card in the tray.

Zoe picked up the gold-stamped business card from the tray and saw that it read, Fabian Jennings/McKinsey Corporate Strategy Consultant.

Zoe and Paulus looked at each other and shook their heads.

They did not know this Ms. Fabian Jennings.

Strategic consultant? Paulos is just an executive. He doesn’t have his own business and doesn’t need consulting.

Zoe is more of a housewife.

Why was she suddenly invited to the party?

But McKinsey's name is still quite intimidating.

Paulus was a little curious and asked, "What time? Where? What type of party?"

The waiter replied: "It's on the seventh floor of this hotel. The party has already started. Get-together."

Get-together originally means to gather together. When applied to a party, it is a free, informal gathering with no fixed time, no fixed number of people, and free to come and go.

That being the case.

Then go check it out.

Zoe and Paulus followed the waiter to the seventh floor in the elevator.

After passing through another corridor, we arrived at a modern restaurant decorated in orange and white.

There was a sign hanging on the side of the gate with a picture of a kitten on it.

Even the restaurant's sign says "cat"...

Cat restaurant?
The waiter opened the door and invited Zoe in.

But when Paulus was about to go in, he was stopped.

How can it be that only the wife is allowed to enter but not the husband?

Paulus was about to get angry.

The door next door was opened, and a middle-aged man in a high-end suit came out and snapped his fingers at Paulus, "Dear friend, you are not interested in a group of women chatting, come over and have a drink, this is the husband storage."

What he said was funny. Paulus suppressed his anger and asked, "A party for ladies?"

The middle-aged man shrugged and replied exaggeratedly: "Twenty women, clatter clatter clatter clatter ..."

I see. It turns out it's a women's salon, so it's not convenient for Paulus to attend.

Making a phone call gesture to Zoe, Paulus turned and walked to the next room.

This is the lively side. There are more than ten people inside, all men. They are divided into several groups, drinking, playing cards, smoking, chatting, and doing all kinds of things.

The man who brought Paulus in said his name was Falco and he was an investment bank manager.

Others include a building materials merchant, a counselor from the Tunisian Embassy, ​​a trading company owner, an M&A lawyer, and a school principal.

And the nobles of Dubai.

Their identities are varied, but they all belong to the upper class.

The biggest thing they have in common is that they were all left here by their wives...
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As a senior executive of Shell, Paulos also belonged to the upper class. He blended in easily and smoked with Falco while holding a glass of wine.

Zoe entered the "Cat Restaurant" with trepidation and curiosity.

See here the decor is modern + cute style.

The floor is covered with thick carpets, and white cloud sofas are arranged in arcs, blending yet separating each other.

Each sofa was piled with pillows and dolls.

Coffee tables in various shapes, round, square, oval and petal-shaped, are placed alternately.

The empty spaces were filled with green plants and flowers.

There are also piles of cute knickknacks scattered around.

It is crowded but not messy, full of femininity and security.

Zoe has liked burying herself with dolls since she was a teenager. Her love has not changed as she grew up, but she hides it because she is embarrassed.

But I found happiness again here.

After being welcomed with applause by more than twenty ladies, Zoe was pushed onto the sofa by Ms. Fabian Jennings, who had invited her, and buried under several pillows.

It’s just that… this pillow is so “ugly”, there’s a big rat mixed in it, with its four thin legs drooping and shaking, it’s really “ugly”.

But what Fabian was holding was even uglier. She was holding two big potatoes. How come the big potatoes also had tiny legs, drooping and swaying...

It's sometimes easy for women to build friendships.

Zoe didn't even recognize all of them. She only knew that there were royal consorts, princesses, private exhibition designers, artists, investors, beauticians, fitness coaches, and doctors.

There are also the vast majority of housewives.

I have already started chatting with them about private topics that make people blush.

That's just a courtesy.

After the pleasantries, he invited Zoe to dinner.

Zoe said it's not enough after eating.

I have to eat it again because it has the most amazing women's food in the world.

Everyone said so, everyone said it was worth flying here for, everyone said if Dubai was 100 points, a meal here would account for 70 points.

It's too exaggerated.

Zoe had done some travel guide, but had never heard of such a store in the Burj Al Arab.

Since a new friend recommended it.

Zoe will just have to eat it again.

I got the menu and found that the only options were shrimp, salmon, chicken breast, shellfish and beef.

We had already eaten salmon and shrimp on the boat at noon.

Zoe chose beef.

I thought I would have to wait a long time for such exaggerated food.

Just three minutes had passed.

A chef brought a golden plate.

The tray was opened and Zoe was stunned.

Broccoli, corn, diced carrots, lettuce, cherry tomatoes, half a boiled egg, and a small pile of diced beef.

This... isn't this a fat-reducing meal that's hard to swallow...

(End of this chapter)

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