No one would answer Lunai's question.
Qin Ran had never offered strangers anything but wariness and indifference.
As for Mimosa?
With Qin Ran around, Mimosa barely had eyes for anyone else. Managing a polite smile was already a testament to a great family's upbringing.
So, after waiting desperately for two hours without finding a single opportunity, Lunai chose to leave for now.
As for forcing her way in?
Leaving aside the fact that she was a food critic, an identity that ruled out any breach of manners, there was another problem.
The mysterious status Qin Ran had displayed was enough on its own to make her deeply wary.
But I won't give up like this!
At the mouth of the alley, Lunai took a deep breath and tried to encourage herself.
To give that encouragement a greater sense of ceremony, she deliberately turned toward the little restaurant's door, ready to raise her fist in a gesture of determination.
But just as she turned-
Bang!
Qin Ran shut the restaurant's door.
Lunai could clearly see the expression on Qin Ran's face, unchanged from beginning to end. That look of utter indifference left her raised fist frozen in midair.
Staring at the tightly closed door, Lunai finally lost her patience.
"Being rich doesn't make you so great!"
She shouted in a lowered voice.
Afterward, she glanced around before hurrying away.
Inside the restaurant, Qin Ran heard her words, but he didn't care.
The barking of a defeated dog wasn't worth his attention.
Especially one with neither teeth nor claws.
He was far more interested in the "compensation gift" Mian Yi had sent.
He opened the exquisite box.
Layers of silk covered its contents.
After he lifted away the layers of yellow silk, a stone the size of an adult's fist appeared before