Chapter 30: Which Mr. Leng

Chapter 30: Chapter 30: Which Mr. Leng

A new French restaurant has opened in the city center, famously expensive, with the head chef being a Michelin chef brought in from France. Most of the diners are social celebrities from this city; whether the food tastes good is irrelevant, what’s important is the identity.

Bai Yiran led Cheng Shishi to the entrance of the French restaurant, "Mr. Leng has reserved a table."

The host was slightly taken aback, "May I ask which Mr. Leng made the reservation?"

"Leng Yichen."

"May I ask who you are..." The host looked at Bai Yiran with confusion.

"This is Mr. Leng’s wife, and I am his sister-in-law!" Cheng Shishi spoke for Bai Yiran once again.

"Could it be a mistake, Mr. Leng’s fiancée is already dining inside. Moreover, as far as I know, Mr. Leng is not married, where does the wife come from?" The host’s tone was calm, but there was disdain and contempt in her eyes.

It’s normal for nobody to know about my secret marriage with Leng Yichen. But who is this fiancée supposed to be?

Seeing the expression on the host’s face, Bai Yiran knew she was being looked down upon, as if she was impersonating Leng Yichen’s wife. Indeed, the outside world was still unaware of her marriage to Leng Yichen, and her sudden appearance as his wife is indeed suspicious, but who is this fiancée? Bai Yiran felt a twinge of displeasure...

"Madam, could you please verify again, as we cannot allow entry without a reservation."

Cheng Shishi tugged at Bai Yiran’s arm, "Sis, what on earth is happening here?"

"Hold on, let me ask." Bai Yiran took out her phone and dialed Leng Yichen’s number.

After two rings, the call was answered, and Leng Yichen’s deep voice came through the phone, "What’s up?"

"Did you only reserve a table for me?"

Listening to the wind-chime-like lively voice from the phone, Leng Yichen’s mood brightened, "Yes, why do you ask?"

𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"Your fiancée is sitting at the reserved table, they’re not letting me in." Bai Yiran stated the facts without a hint of complaint in her tone.

Leng Yichen’s brows furrowed slightly, "Wait there for a moment, I’ll handle it."

Shortly after hanging up the phone, the restaurant’s general manager emerged from the office personally to greet Bai Yiran, followed by managers, supervisors, and others. The general manager had a flattering smile on his face, cautiously afraid to anger Bai Yiran, "Mrs. Leng, we’re sorry! Our staff was negligent in their duties to you!"

As he spoke, the general manager glared at the host and reprimanded, "What were you thinking! Do you want to keep your job? You actually made Mrs. Leng wait!"

"Is she really Mrs. Leng? I hadn’t heard about Mr. Leng getting married; I didn’t know, I thought..." At this point, the hostess’s face turned pale, realizing she had just ignored the wife of the illustrious business tycoon, Leng Yichen, whose mere fingertip movements could shake the stock market; surely her job is now at risk...

"It’s not surprising you haven’t heard; we haven’t publicly announced our marriage yet." Bai Yiran spoke unhurriedly, not sounding angry, "May I go in now?"

"Of course, of course! Please come in!" The general manager bowed, extended his right hand, respectfully inviting Bai Yiran inside.

"But the table Mr. Leng reserved is already occupied..." The host stammered, looking at the general manager and Bai Yiran. Not only had she turned away the real Mrs. Leng, but she also let the fake fiancée in, wasn’t she digging her own grave?