<h4>Chapter 310: Worthless Sense of Superiority</h4>


    Standing at the entrance to Jinding, Yun Xi suddenly remembered Han Yaotian’s grimace. Now she finally understood why he had looked so displeased.


    Even the four great ns had to make reservations in advance in order toe to Jinding for dinner, but Mu Feichi coulde whenever he wanted to.


    Not to mention thatpared to the self-proimed high-end Western-style restaurant that he’d invited them to, Jinding was on a much higher level.


    Anyone who had money could get into a Western-style restaurant. However, even if one had a lot of money, one might not be able to get into Jinding. This ce was a true symbol of status and power.


    In front of him, Mu Feichi had stolen them away to take them to dine at Jinding halfway through their meal with him. Wasn’t this a p in the face to him?


    Mu Feichi had been born with a distinguished status, and he was already the head of the Mu family at a very young age. His prominence and status were extraordinary and beyond the reach of the average person.


    And he? He had been born as an illegitimate child, and he had had to do everything in his power to be able to return to the Han family.


    No matter how hard he worked, he was always going to be merely the son of a mistress. An illegitimate son could never bepared with Mu Feichi.


    Obviously not taking him seriously, Mu Feichi hadn’t even bothered to look at him when he’de up to their table in the restaurant.


    Compared to how he felt a sense of aplishment from showing off, Mu Feichi had easily crushed him in one minute by throwing out the word Jinding.


    At this moment, the sense of superiority he had cherished for so many years seemed so worthlesspared to the blue-blooded, dignified Mu Feichi.


    That kind of frustration...


    Yun Xi understood how Han Yaotian was feeling at this moment. Besides feelings of frustration, he probably felt as if his ego had been bruised.


    She felt gratified that his self-esteem had gotten crushed.


    Someone like Mu Feichi didn’t even need to do much of anything to make Han Yaotian feel ashamed and ovee with an inferiorityplex. She felt inexplicably happy.


    Seeing her standing at the door staring at Jinding’s sign, Mu Feichi smirked and rubbed her head with his hand.


    “You like it that much?”


    Yun Xi snapped back to reality and nodded, then shook her head quickly.


    She couldn’t afford such an expensive ce.


    “If you like it, in the future, you cane here often.” Leading her inside, Mu Feichi didn’t exin any further.


    Inside the restaurant, there were quite a lot of golden osmanthus nted in the huge courtyard, and the air was filled with their fragrance.


    As they walked in on the path of bluestone bs, a waitress dressed in vintage-style clothing came toward them and stopped in front of them elegantly and gracefully.


    “Young Marshal Mu, it’s nice to see you.” The waitress greeted Mu Feichi politely, then greeted Jiang Chenghuan, who was walking behind him.


    She was sophisticated and courteous.


    The waitress led them directly to a private room, which was different from the one that had been used by the Chen family during the feast that had taken ce thest time Yun Xi had been here. This room almost ran the length of the entire courtyard.


    With jacaranda windows in antique frames and an overpowering musky scent, the interior decoration of the box followed the elegant architectural styles of the Ming and Qing Dynasties.


    Outside there was a small carved balcony, overlooking a pond where pink lotus bloomed.


    This season, most ces barely had any lotus, but the lotus here were still blooming!


    Sitting on the small balcony, Yun Xi admired the lotus in the pond. Mu Feichi nced at her and said to the waitress, “Please bring us some desserts.”


    “Yes, sir,” the waitress replied.


    After being yelled at by her idol before, Zhao Yumo obediently sat next to Yun Xi and stared at Mu Feichi. She wasn’t in the mood to argue with Jiang Chenghuan.


    “Yumo, Young Master Jiang is the mentor I rmended to you.”


    “Huh? He...” Zhao Yumo was dumbfounded when she heard that it was Jiang Chenghuan.


    She had just offended him, and now Yun Xi was saying that he was going to be her teacher. What a joke!


    If so, wouldn’t he take advantage of this opportunity to settle a score with her?


    Upon seeing her bewildered look, Jiang Chenghuan immediately burst outughing.


    He usually didn’t stoop so low to harass little girls, but today he simply had to.


    If he couldn’t even intimidate this girl, how could he be qualified to mentor her?