The server didn't expect this sudden turn of events and panicked, "Miss, I'm sorry, are you okay..."
He fumbled with a towel trying to wipe her down, but it was utterly futile.
The two women in the private room naturally witnessed this scene as well, Mrs. Lally immediately got up and briskly walked over to her, "Huanhuan, how are you..."
She hadn't even touched her when she was sharply brushed off.
Chi Huan endured the sharp pain and hurried past the broken pieces and the still steaming soup on the floor and headed outside.
She walked quickly, and by the time Mrs. Lally returned to the private room to fetch her purse and look for her, Chi Huan had already disappeared.
Chi Huan got back to her car and gave An Ke a call, who appeared in just two minutes, took the driver's seat, and only then noticed that her hand was scalded red and blistered.
"Miss Chi, what happened to your hand?"
