Chapter 586: Really Not Attractive? Translator: Timothy_ Editor: GlobeGlotter

Eating at the Golden Pearl wasn't simply ordering from a menu. It was almost like renting a car—you first chose a plate (silver, gold, or diamond), then added dishes. Silver plates were for the 10k and below price range, gold plates for 10k to 80k, and there was only one type of diamond plate, costing 88,888. The cheapest meal was 2,222, the most expensive 88,888.

Chong Yuanyuan ordered the 8,888 silver plate and entered a room with a touchscreen for ordering dishes. Their meal was already over 15k, and drinks, such as high-class wine, would add significantly to the cost.

“There’s only two of us; let’s not order that much. It’ll be a waste if we don’t eat it all,” Ye Mo commented, noting her 15k+ order.

Chong Yuanyuan smiled. “Brother Ye, I finally have a chance to treat you. If I don’t get something good now, who knows when I’ll be able to again.”

Ye Mo, understanding her gratitude, didn't refuse.

The couple behind them realized she was paying.

An Ning frowned. Ye Mo and Chong Yuanyuan didn't look wealthy, yet they were eating at such an expensive restaurant. This made her contemptuous, especially since she thought the man was using his looks to get a free meal.

“Brother, since you’re with a girl, the guy should pay. It’s embarrassing for the girl to pay,” the man said, sensing An Ning’s displeasure and approaching Ye Mo.

Chong Yuanyuan immediately retorted, “I’m paying with my own money. Mind your own business.”

An Ning, surprised by this, intervened. “Miss, Zhi Rang meant well. Why are you like that?” She felt the couple were rude.

“Okay, I understand. Anyway, a few thousand for the cheapest dish? What can you eat from a silver plate? It’s too cheap—get me an 88,888 diamond plate,” the man said, changing his order. He hadn't planned on the most expensive, but their rudeness prompted him to make them lose face.

Ye Mo didn't care, but Chong Yuanyuan was angry. While 8,888 was expensive, the couple implied she was stingy. She genuinely wanted to treat Ye Mo, and this made her worry about his opinion of her.

“Hmph, it’s not like I can’t afford 88,888—” She was about to order the most expensive plate, but Ye Mo stopped her.

Seeing her displeasure, Ye Mo smiled. “Yuanyuan, what are we, pigs? Can we eat that much? 8,888 is enough.”

“What are you implying?” An Ning frowned, feeling offended. “I was only trying to help; are you calling us pigs?”

Ye Mo realized they'd ordered the diamond plate, but he hadn't meant to insult them.

“I have a good temper and never harass people because of my status, but don’t think I don’t know how to,” Zhi Rang added, feeling insulted.

Ye Mo wanted to avoid escalation. His words had been easily misunderstood. He smiled and explained, “I wasn’t talking about you, honestly, but whether you believe me is up to you. Anyway, Yuanyuan, let’s go eat. I want to try the food here.”

Zhi Rang was about to rage when An Ning smiled sweetly. “My bad. I was too sensitive. I’m An Ning. This is my name card.”

She produced a fragrant red name card.

Everyone was stunned. Her sudden change surprised them. They'd expected anger, but instead, she tried to connect with Ye Mo. The card was clearly not something she gave out easily.

Even Zhi Rang's face fell. He didn't even have her card, yet this stranger did.

Ye Mo shook his head. She was pretty but calculating. He disliked the whole situation. He had no reason to refuse the card, though. He smiled, took it, and said, “I don’t have a job, so I don’t have a name card.” Then he went further into the restaurant.

Although Chong Yuanyuan harbored no romantic interest in Ye Mo, she disliked An Ning. “Brother Ye, An Ning isn’t simple. Be careful.”

Ye Mo nodded, secretly discarding the card in a nearby trash can.

Seeing them leave, An Ning sneered, sure he’d call. She’d “talk him down,” believing he was playing hard to get. She’d seen this type before and felt like teaching him a lesson, confident in her looks.

“An Ning, why did you give him your card? He’s not good. Be careful. If it were me, I’d get some people to teach him a lesson,” the man said.

An Ning smiled. “It’s a small matter. You shouldn’t be teaching people lessons anymore. Your grandfather specifically instructed all of you young masters to settle down.”

“That’s just in Beijing, and I’m not in Beijing now. Also, I’ve calmed down a lot,” Zhi Rang said sulkily.

“By the way, I heard your father say your family is trying to move to Luo Yue. How’s that going?” Zhi Rang remembered the reason for the date.

An Ning shook her head. “It hasn’t been done yet. The conditions for moving to Luo Yue have gotten much harsher.”

“Then maybe you shouldn’t go,” Zhi Rang advised.

An Ning fell silent. “I’ve been to Luo Yue. It’s beautiful. I saw no injustice there, unlike what I see online elsewhere. I’m uncomfortable with it, but I can’t do anything about it.”

“No one can do you any injustice, so why care?” Zhi Rang didn’t understand.

“Because I live on this Earth, and—” An Ning shook her head, unable to explain to someone who’d never experienced injustice.

“Young Master Rang!” Two young men approached.

The first, a man with a square face, looked heroic. The other, slightly older, was also handsome.

“Han Dan, long time no see! This is?” Zhi Rang greeted.

Han Dan patted Zhi Rang’s shoulder. “I didn’t expect to see you here. Let me introduce you. This is Zhang Lailin—he just flew in from Ning Hai. Lailin, this is my university classmate—” He stopped, dazzled by An Ning’s beauty. He quickly recovered.

“Hello, I’m An Ning,” An Ning said.

“Hello, hello,” Han Dan stammered.

Zhang Lailin simply said hi. Despite An Ning's beauty, he only had Su Jingwen on his mind.

This was An Ning’s second shock of the day. She’d thought Ye Mo was acting, but Zhang Lailin’s coldness was genuine. At least Ye Mo had glanced at her; Zhang Lailin didn’t even look.

Was she really not that attractive?