Chapter 16: My Lady, Do You Still Require a Servant?

As the marketing hostess led Lin Jie and Su Jiamei inside, the bar's signature dim lighting and the thundering beat of metal music reverberated through the air, pulsating like a heartbeat, urging people to sway along with the rhythm.

Upon entering the hall, Lin Jie instinctively gravitated toward the outermost booth. Mo Jiale had once told him that in such circular stage layouts, the outer seats were the cheapest, meant for young people who pooled their resources for a modest night out.

But Lin Jie felt a tug at his sleeve. Ye Mo, with a mischievous smile, gestured with her thumb behind her, pointing toward the heart of the room—the center of the hall, directly in front of the DJ.

The music was deafening, the lights were dim, and multicolored spotlights crisscrossed at will. Under the shifting lights, Ye Mo's tall, graceful figure was further accentuated, her long legs and slim waist making her presence all the more alluring. Even her exquisite face now bore a hint of sultry charm.

Seeing Lin Jie frozen in place, Ye Mo gave a helpless smile. She leaned in close, cupping his head with her hands, and shouted forcefully into his ear, "Are you stunned or something?!"

Lin Jie shook his head rapidly.

Perhaps his reaction was too comical, for this time, not only did Ye Mo burst into laughter, but even the marketing hostess in front of them couldn't suppress a giggle.

Ye Mo leaned over to the hostess, whispering with a gleeful grin, "Isn't he a bit silly?"

The hostess, still smiling, nodded, but added, "Though he's quite handsome, and looks rather innocent."

Ye Mo nodded, somewhat pleased with the compliment.

Lin Jie couldn't make out what they were saying. In a place like this, people had to shout into each other's ears to be heard.

He had expected to feel out of place in such an environment, yet to his surprise, he found an odd comfort in the chaos. The loud, raucous atmosphere provided a strange sense of peace, a temporary escape from his thoughts.

Dangerous, Lin Jie thought. He was starting to like it here.

Some people are simply unsuited for such places, while others are born to love them.

They finally settled into the central booth, drawing attention from the surrounding patrons. Ye Mo was undeniably a rare beauty, and her regal aura set her apart from the other bar-goers, most of whom were just there for fun.

The marketing hostess observed as Lin Jie and Ye Mo sat down, leaving a seat between them. She couldn't help but notice the way the elegant woman, feigning nonchalance, slowly edged closer to the young man as she flipped through the drink menu with her slender fingers.

She was genuinely puzzled by their relationship and wondered if this was their first time in a bar together. For first-timers, they were oddly composed, almost too calm for such a setting.

But this wasn't her concern. All she needed to know was that this woman had money—when Ye Mo had asked if she could book the most exclusive booth for ten thousand dollars, the hostess had nearly fainted from excitement.

Their bar catered to high spenders, but it wasn't every month that they encountered someone willing to drop that kind of money.

After all, the truly wealthy didn't need to deal with marketing staff like her.

"What would you like to drink? Whiskey, beer, or a cocktail?" Ye Mo asked, taking the opportunity to lean in closer as she shouted into Lin Jie's ear, the drink menu casually passed to him. Her long, fair legs brushed lightly against his.

Lin Jie, as usual, responded indifferently, "You decide, whatever you like."

"Alright, I'll go ahead and order!" Ye Mo grinned mischievously.

Lin Jie nodded, thinking it couldn't cost much for just the two of them to drink. Since he hadn't managed to pay for dinner, he decided he'd settle the bill this time.

"Who will be paying for this?" a polite bar server asked, holding a tablet.

"I will!"

Lin Jie practically yelled, as they were seated right under the DJ booth. Coincidentally, the music paused just as he shouted, making his voice embarrassingly loud and drawing the attention of everyone around.

All eyes turned to Lin Jie.

Lin Jie: "..."

Ye Mo, who had been about to ask the server to scan her code, stared at him blankly for a moment. Then, with a bright, toothy smile, she said, "Sure, go ahead."

Despite the playful glint in her eyes, Lin Jie could feel his resolve wavering, but he still took out his phone and opened the payment QR code.

There's no way she ordered more than thirty thousand, right?

"Sorry, sir, but it seems your balance is insufficient," the bar server said awkwardly, looking at his tablet.

Well, this was certainly embarrassing.

The only one not feeling awkward was Ye Mo. She casually kicked off her shoes, her snow-white feet resting on the booth as she laughed heartily, almost to the point of tears.

Even after her laughter subsided, she wasn't done. As Lin Jie, red-faced, rose to ask the server how much the bill was, Ye Mo followed suit, standing next to him with a mock-serious expression, listening intently while nodding solemnly.

Lin Jie: "..."

"Sir, the total is 330,000. The 'Grand Triple Sevens' package costs 188,880, plus the 'Supreme Dragon' champagne set for 138,880. The fruit platters were complimentary," the server explained politely.

Lin Jie's eyes widened in shock. He stared, dumbfounded, at Ye Mo, who raised an eyebrow and calmly took out her phone, presenting her own QR code.

The server scanned it, then bowed respectfully, "Payment successful, madam."

Seeing Lin Jie's stunned expression, Ye Mo leaned back into the plush sofa, her face serene with satisfaction. Now she understood why some guys enjoyed showing off in front of girls.

Damn, it was pretty satisfying to impress a guy you liked too!

The marketing hostess, who hadn't left yet, smiled brightly at Lin Jie, shouting, "Hey, don't be so shocked! This lady's got money to burn!"

Lin Jie glanced at her, thinking, Of course I know she's rich... This isn't just wealth—this is absurdly rich!

Suddenly, Lin Jie felt a bit unworthy. He sat down beside Ye Mo, watching as her delicate feet brushed against his leg, and dared not express any dissatisfaction.

If it weren't for the fear of being rude, Lin Jie would have gladly massaged her legs, calling her "my lady" with the utmost reverence.

Ye Mo, still basking in the glory of her little power move, remained somewhat aloof, leaving Lin Jie unsure of how to break the silence.

Perhaps he should ask, My lady, do you still require a servant?

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