"You really don't have to void the bill. You may go out. I can't waste the food. I'll wait for him here."
"Alright, I'm really sorry."
"It's alright."
The manager exited, leaving Fang Erlan alone in the room.
She shifted her gaze onto the spot the waitress had been standing on, only to discover that there were still a few drops of fresh blood on the ground.
The mere few drops of blood seemed like a pool of blood to Fang Erlan.
She felt as if the entire ground had been stained crimson.
She felt a sudden fear and panic that arose from within.
If the waitress could threaten to kill herself because of Yan Ge today, someone else might just try and kill me another day.
It suddenly dawned upon her that it was a foolish decision to instruct Xiao Chenyang not to deploy the bodyguards.
She picked up her chopsticks again with trembling hands. The food began to taste bland and horrid all of a sudden.
