I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

As she spoke, she raised her hand and fanned Wen Wan.

"what!"

Lin Zheng'er let out a terrifying scream, and a heart-wrenching pain spread from her palm, and bright red blood gushed out.

She stared with frightened eyes.

How could Wen Wan cut her palm with a steel knife?

Her hands are the hands that play the piano.

It was these hands that played the piano music that praised time.

How could Wen Wan do that! How could he scratch her hand?

This petty-minded woman.

She was jealous that she had been praised by Shixu, so she took revenge on her by cutting her hand.

Absolutely!

"Sister Zheng, are you okay?" Zhou Zhou came to his senses and hurried forward to support Lin Zheng'er, saying with concern.

This was his first time in Kyoto. It was said that any brick thrown in Kyoto could hit a noble.

He hadn't figured out Wen Wan's identity yet, so he didn't dare to make any unnecessary moves.

"Sister." Jiang Ye frowned and protected Wen Wan behind him, as if he would fight to the death with anyone who took another step forward.

"Bitch, you actually scratched my hand! I'm going to make you pay dearly!"

Lin Zheng'er grimaced in pain and said angrily.

The restaurant suddenly became quiet, and the diners stopped what they were doing and turned their heads to look curiously.

"Ah, Miss Lin, you're injured." A waiter ran over, "What on earth is going on?"

She just went to the bathroom to take some time off, so how did Lin Zheng'er get her hand scratched?

Lin Zheng'er is a VIP guest of the restaurant and the daughter of the Lin family.

If you offend her, losing your job is a small matter, I'm afraid there will be other disasters.

She looked at Lin Zheng'er's wound nervously. Fortunately, the wound was not deep and it was not serious, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

His angry gaze fell on the bloody steel knife in Wen Wan's hand.

The waiter pointed at Wen Wan.

"You scratched Miss Lin! Miss Lin is our VIP customer. Miss Lin is worth a lot of money. You scratched her. You don't deserve to dine in my restaurant."

The waiter spoke in a bad tone, with a ferocious expression on his face, even angrier than Lin Zheng'er. "You are not welcome in our restaurant. Please leave."

Lin Zheng'er raised her chin, very proudly, "Did you listen? Others are chasing you away, how thick-skinned do you have to be to refuse to leave?"

"Hurry up and leave, or I'll call security. You're dressed so poorly, yet you still want to eat and drink for free in our restaurant? Our cheapest dish costs two thousand. Can you afford it?" The waiter urged with disdain.

The shabby Wen Wan glanced at the six-figure private engagement money on his body.

Is she poor?

The waiter tried to approach and pull Wen Wan over, but Jiang Ye blocked him with one hand, "Be respectful."

The waiter puffed out his chest, looked down upon Wen Wan and the others, and sneered.

"Respect? What respect do you poor bastards need? Stop pretending. I've seen plenty of fake celebrities and young masters like you. You're just here to take some photos, maybe to decorate your rough-hewn social media. Fake things will never be real."

"That's ridiculous! You've been here for so long and can't even light a glass of water. I didn't expose your pretense of refinement right there and then because I was giving you face. Who knew you were so shameless? Get out of here!"

Lin Zheng'er raised her eyebrows and was in a good mood. She looked coldly at Wen Wan who was being ridiculed by the waiter.

How could she compete with her for time? Even the waiter could see that she was wearing cheap clothes without even a brand logo.

In terms of talent, beauty and family background, she is the best choice to be the daughter-in-law of the Shi family.

The waiter raised his chin, pointed at Wen Wan, and said to the security guard who was approaching, "These two are causing trouble. Get them out and never serve them again."

At this time.

The restaurant manager hurried over and saw that it was Lin Zheng'er. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Miss Lin, I'm sorry for not welcoming you. I didn't know you were dining in our restaurant today. Damn it, damn it."

"It's really damnable! Get this bitch out of here!" Lin Zheng'er raised her chin and looked at the store manager through her nose.

"This?" The store manager glanced at Wen Wan, feeling somewhat embarrassed. "Ms. Lin, this is a small shop that's open for business. If the boss knew about this, I'd be completely devastated."