My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband

Chapter 881: I’m Not Good Enough for You, You Know? (2)

Yan Mu thought of what Ye Shen had just said, and he laughed, "Why underestimate yourself? Do you have such little confidence in yourself? I think you’re quite good-looking. Pretty girls always have someone inviting them to dance, isn’t that often the case?"

Saying this, Yan Mu made a gentlemanly gesture and led her to the dance floor.

The two followed the crowd on the dance floor, and Chen Zhi naively said, "Ah, no one around me says I’m pretty. They all say I’m fat, and if I keep eating like this, I won’t be able to get married in the future."

Yan Mu comforted her, "The people around you must be a bunch of unreliable friends. You’re very pretty, no need to feel inferior."

"Ha, I’m not feeling inferior." Chen Zhi playfully stuck out her tongue and added, "Thank you for saying I’m pretty. You’re the first person to compliment me on my looks. You’re so nice, I’ll remember your compliment."

Yan Mu wondered, just how toxic are the people around this Miss Orange that no one has praised her?

She’s quite pleasant to look at, more so than those internet-famous faces. Her roundness is quite amusing, making one feel relaxed at first glance. Yan Mu thought, perhaps it’s the thin-as-beautiful aesthetic that has always put her down.

"Are you the daughter of the Chen Family in Yecheng? I’ve heard of the Chen Family, a scholarly family. Growing up in such a family, you should be well-liked, probably a talented girl?"

"Not at all, I’m the dumbest in my generation of our family." Miss Chen Zhi seemed particularly skilled at self-deprecation and said gloomily, "When I was born, someone told a fortune saying that if I stayed at home, it would be bad for the family, so I was taken in by my grandpa at a young age and didn’t get the cultural influence at home."

Yan Mu felt a little sympathy: "What era are we living in that people still believe this?"

Chen Zhi was also frustrated and said, "On the day I was born, my grandpa took a fall, my grandma fainted from excitement, my aunt’s car was rear-ended on the way to the hospital, and my dad got stuck in a falling elevator... They all said better to believe it than not believe it, maybe my life is too tough for the family."

As tragic as it was, Yan Mu almost laughed out loud.

"That’s so tragic?"

"Yeah, it scared my family into wanting to send me away. Luckily, my grandpa showed up and took me away. My grandpa said he was tough and wasn’t afraid, so I lived with my grandpa until I was eighteen, and only then did I return to the Chen Family. By then, I was too old for cultural influence, and my mom said I was a piece of rotten wood that couldn’t be carved."

Yan Mu couldn’t help but laugh, even as a gentleman.

This girl... despite being so unfortunate, she still had such a humorous tone.

Curious, he asked, "How’s your grandpa doing now?"

"My grandpa’s in great shape! He’s eighty years old this year, with no illnesses. While it’s common for older people to have ailments like high blood pressure or gastritis, my grandpa rarely gets sick. Though it’s said that not getting sick often isn’t good, as it can lead to more serious illnesses, so I take him for a check-up every year. Fortunately, the results are always excellent."

Yan Mu said, "This shows that superstitions are all nonsense. On the day you were born, your family probably just had a string of bad luck. You can’t be blamed for it. Everyone has times of bad luck, it just so happened your family’s elder generations experienced it together."

Chen Zhi giggled, "Thank you for comforting me. My grandpa says the same thing."

Ye Shen, holding Song Tangtang, danced over beside them and gave Yan Mu a meaningful look, saying, "Oh, saying no while doing it so sincerely? Are you trying to woo the Orange?"

Before Yan Mu could reply, Chen Zhi kindly explained, "Ah, Young Master Ye, don’t say that. I’m not good enough for Young Master Yan. He was just being kind, seeing me standing alone outside the dance floor, and invited me over."

This Orange really does have self-awareness.

But hearing her belittle herself, and thinking of how she had been disregarded by her family since young, Yan Mu felt a pang of sympathy.

He said, "Don’t belittle yourself, you’re worthy of anyone."

Ye Shen raised his eyebrows, smiling, "Orange girl, did you hear that? My brother said you’re worthy of him."

Understanding Yan Mu’s words, Chen Zhi helped explain, "Young Master Yan just means I shouldn’t feel inferior. He’s being nice."

Ye Shen was annoyed and asked, "Girl, do you not fancy my brother? Just say it if you don’t."

"No, no, it’s not like that."

"So you do fancy him?" Ye Shen, always one to stir things up, said to Yan Mu, "Brother, did you hear that? Orange girl said she fancies you."

Yan Mu felt annoyed with Ye Shen’s matchmaking antics and danced away from him, the further the better.

Orange girl blushed deeply, wishing she could disappear after the dance.

She never dared to dream about Yan Mu, thinking he couldn’t possibly be her boyfriend. It wasn’t shyness but more of embarrassment. She thought it over and cautiously explained, "Young Master Yan, I really don’t fancy you."

"Hmm?" Is this girl stupid? How can she be so blunt?

"Um, what I mean is..." Chen Zhi also realized she spoke too bluntly and didn’t know how to explain further, her brow furrowing in distress, "Honestly, I’m not good enough for you, you get it?"

Yan Mu bluntly replied, "I don’t get it!"

His sudden stern tone startled Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi secretly observed Yan Mu’s expression, noticing his hardened expression, she racked her brain wondering if she said something wrong again. How could it be? She even put herself down, so why was Young Master Yan still cold-faced?

Couldn’t figure it out, couldn’t figure it out~~

In the latter half, Chen Zhi dared not say a word.

After the dance, she scurried back to her girlfriends, patting her chest in relief.

Yan Mu was irritated with Ye Shen and went to find him, only to beat him up. It was all thanks to that troublemaker causing issues.

But Ye Shen had already slipped away.

Yan Mu searched for him for a good five minutes with no luck, just when he planned to give up, Ye Shen suddenly rushed back into the banquet hall, approached Mo Yinhe, and whispered something.

"What did you say?" Mo Yinhe suddenly stood up.

His large movement, as if something huge had occurred, caught the attention of many in the banquet hall.

Realizing his loss of composure, Mo Yinhe gestured, "It’s nothing big, just something small, I’ll go handle it, everyone please continue dining."

With that, he pushed back his chair and strode out of the banquet hall.

With such a reaction, yet he said it’s nothing major?

No one would believe him.

"What happened?"

"What could make Crown Prince Yinhe so anxious? It must be something big, right?"

"How about we go take a look?"

Some were itching to see what was happening outside.

Gossiping is in human nature, no one can resist the urge, but going out openly to watch felt inappropriate, so those who went to check mostly found excuses: "Like needing to pee urgently."

Someone left for the restroom, making an excuse to go check out the gossip.