The heavily made-up woman was startled by the sound, and her hand shook, accidentally knocking a plate to the ground. The splattered sauce not only soiled Jian Yixue's clothes but also left stains on her face.
"Who are you to her?" The heavily made-up woman arrogantly lifted her chin and pointed to the clothes on her body, "A new dress from Snow, can you afford to pay for it?"
Jian Yixue's eyes were red with tears as she tugged at the hem of her clothes, mumbling, "I really didn't mean to..."
"You obviously did it on purpose! Call your manager! What kind of service attitude is this? I want to complain about you!"
"Miss, even if it's a dress from Snow, dry cleaning doesn't cost much. We can cover the cost of the dry cleaning, okay?" Ning Xixi tried to reason with her.
