'Clatter--'
The moment the plate fell to the ground, the entire cake landed on the floor, but the plate didn't break.
However, that sound alone was enough to alarm the entire café.
Everyone's eyes turned toward them.
Gu Tong bent slightly, glancing disdainfully at the plate. With a sidelong glance, she surveyed her surroundings and said, "Unlucky!"
"The dress was perfectly fine, and now it's so dirty," Xia Xi remarked, pulling out a paper towel and putting it in Gu Tong's hand. As their hands crossed, Gu Tong quickly signaled Xia Xi: first a one, then a seven.
Seventeen!
Just now, seventeen people had looked over.
The plate falling drew the attention of many, including the café staff.
However, in the instant Gu Tong looked up, seventeen people avoided her gaze. She immediately realized there was something wrong with them.
Normal customers, witnessing such a commotion, would turn back around after a bit. They would check what's happening before looking away.
