Her boyfriend had been seduced away by a young mistress that very day, and she was spoiling for a fight.
"I…"
The young hostess, Xiaomei, felt terribly wronged and hung her head in silence.
"Call security and have him thrown out," the woman snapped. "The Longquan Hotel forbids disabled people from entering. It's bad for our image. If you can't even handle that, pack your things and get lost!"
The woman raised her eyebrows in fury, then turned to leave.
"Moron!" Qin Long shot back coldly, not bothering to indulge her.
"Who the hell are you cursing?" the woman shrieked, whipping her head around. "You think a cripple with a cane is worthy of meeting my cousin?"
She stormed right up to Qin Long and started shouting. "I came here to find someone. You're going to start screaming at me without even asking what's going on? So this is the quality of service at the Longquan Hotel! If that's how you treat people, the Longquan might as well not exist."
