Mu Sihan pulled Nan Zhi's arm and dragged her to the cashier counter.
The cashier's face turned pale when she saw that the three security officers had been beaten badly, but she did not feel that she was wrong. She looked at the man with dark eyes and summoning up her courage, said, "Sir, this lady can't afford to pay for the meal. I tried reasoning with her, but she threw water all over my face."
The cashier pointed at the bottle of wine Nan Zhi wanted to return and said with a look of disdain, "We have rules here. Any drinks ordered can't be returned…"
Mu Sihan smirked and looked at the cashier menacingly. "Open this bottle of wine."
Under his strong and dark aura, the cashier took a bottle opener and opened the bottle of wine.
"Sir, I can ask the manager and see if we could give you a discount."
"Good, very good." Mu Sihan's cold dark eyes were half closed, his expression unfathomable.
