A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce

Chapter 529: Too Arrogant? Sister Xin Never Backs Down

Chapter 529: Too Arrogant? Sister Xin Never Backs Down

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Liang Luoyu held Tan Xingyue’s arm as they walked towards his car. After Tan Xingyue got in, Liang Luoyu thoughtfully buckled her seatbelt before starting the car.

Since Beijing University’s vicinity was crowded, Mu Chengxi took Wen Xin and their group to the city center for dinner, choosing a private Sichuan restaurant suited to Wen Xin’s tastes.

After parking the car, Wen Xin jumped out of the passenger seat. Mu Chengxi waited for Wen Huai and Ling Xu’er to get out before instructing them to go ahead while he looked for a parking spot.

Ling Xu’er was familiar with this private restaurant; it was a favorite spot for Ling Yichen and his group, so she wasn’t surprised when Mu Chengxi parked there.

“Sister Xin, this is a famous private restaurant in Beijing that is almost impossible to get into. Even after expansion, it’s still not easy to dine here. It seems Uncle Mu has really gone out of his way to let you eat here,” Ling Xu’er said excitedly, clutching Wen Xin’s arm as they headed inside.

Just as they reached the entrance of the restaurant, they heard a commotion. Wen Xin, uninterested in arguments, tried to bypass the arguing group and enter.

“Stop right there! Didn’t you see we haven’t gone in yet? You came later; how dare you enter before us!”

A very arrogant girl blocked Wen Xin’s path, channeling her dissatisfaction with the restaurant onto Wen Xin. If she couldn’t enter, she didn’t want anyone else to either.

Ling Xu’er, seeing the girl blocking Wen Xin, tugged gently at Wen Huai’s sleeve, unsure of what to do.

Wen Huai just stood there with a cool gaze, making no move to intervene. He knew his sister’s temper. She had to vent when she was angry; keeping it inside was bad for her health.

With hands in her pockets, Wen Xin faced the girl with an indifferent expression.

“What do you mean by this? What are you trying to do?” Wen Xin arrogantly raised an eyebrow as she spoke, showing no respect for the girl’s bossiness.

“I’m telling you to scram! If I can’t eat here today, none of you will either. I don’t believe anyone can do anything about it!”

The girl crossed her arms, watching Wen Xin’s arrogant demeanor with discomfort. She had never seen anyone so brazen in Beijing.

Just as she finished speaking, she raised her hand to push the girl blocking her path, outraged that anyone would dare to tell her to scram.

“Please, calm down, Miss!” A waiter quickly stepped between Wen Xin and the arrogant girl to prevent the situation from escalating.

After being pushed, the arrogant girl became unstable and attempted to charge at Wen Xin but was stopped by someone behind her.

“Don’t make a scene. It’s not worth it over a meal!” The restaurant owner looked at the girl with a troubled face.

Their restaurant did not take reservations, but the Crown Prince of Beijing had called twenty minutes prior, so he reluctantly held the last table.

He hadn’t expected the young Miss of the Jiang family to come as well, putting him in a difficult position. He hadn’t anticipated such a commotion.

Before the conflict escalated, he hurriedly spoke, “Miss, our restaurant is fully booked today, so please, if you could move…”

“We called to reserve twenty minutes ago.” Wen Xin withdrew her cold gaze from the arrogant girl and spoke gently and indifferently at the troubled restaurant owner.

“A reservation? Are you joking? Do you not know the century-old rule of first come, first served in private dining? You talk of reservations here? Dream on! You look like a total bumpkin!”

Hearing Wen Xin’s words, Jiang Linfei suddenly laughed, treating Wen Xin with disdain. She had never heard of this restaurant taking reservations; she wouldn’t have needed to come so early if it did.

Hearing Wen Xin mention a prior reservation, the restaurant owner suddenly brightened up.

He indeed had heard a cold female voice when Mu Chengxi called. He hadn’t expected it to be this girl.

“Are you Master Xi’s guest? Then Master Xi…”

“He’s parking and should be here soon.” Wen Xin, seeing the respectful owner, responded politely. Although someone had spoiled her mood, it wasn’t the owner’s fault.

“Then, Miss, this way please…” Upon confirming Wen Xin’s identity, the restaurant owner’s demeanor shifted from polite to very respectful.

The restaurant owner glanced at Jiang Linfei awkwardly, knowing his actions would offend her, but between the Mu family and the Jiang family, he decisively chose the Mu family.

“Hey, why? Do you still want your restaurant to continue? Believe it or not…”

“Believe what? Other than making a scene, what else can you do? Miss Jiang’s temper really has gotten worse.” Liang Luoyu, walking with Tan Xingyue from a side corridor, looked at the flushed Jiang Linfei, speaking sarcastically.

Hearing Liang Luoyu’s voice, Jiang Linfei quieted down immediately. She hadn’t expected to encounter Liang Luoyu here, and she hung her head, appearing like a child who had done something wrong.

“Brother Luoyu… I just brought classmates here to eat. There was clearly one table available, but the owner told me it was not available. That’s why I argued.”

“Are you also here to eat? Can we…”

“No! It’s getting late; take your classmates to eat elsewhere. We’ll go in first.” Luoyu snapped back.

Saying this, Liang Luoyu walked up to Wen Xin, whispered something in her ear, then signaled the owner to lead them into a private room.

Watching Wen Xin and her group go in, Jiang Linfei stomped her foot in frustration and left the restaurant with the five people behind her.

With Liang Luoyu present, Jiang Linfei didn’t want to leave a bad impression on him.

Wen Xin and her group entered the private room, and the restaurant owner handed the menu to Wen Xin. She ordered two light dishes to suit Mu Chengxi’s taste and her favorite spicy chicken, then handed the menu to Wen Huai and Ling Xu’er.

After ordering, Wen Xin rested one hand on the table, lazily propping her chin, and looked at Liang Luoyu with slightly raised eyebrows.

“Was that bossy girl a Jiang? Jiang Linyan’s sister?”

When Liang Luoyu mentioned her name, Wen Xin’s first thought was that this girl must be related to Jiang Linyan.