Liu Yufei almost cursed the country out. Fortunately, she still retained her last bit of rationality. She absolutely could not stir up trouble here. At least, she could not afford to do so now.
Hearing Lin Weiwei's undisguised sarcasm, even if she was trembling with anger, she could only bear with it.
The crying voice of the waiter was still ringing in her ears. She really could not understand where this ultimate product came from. He was a man. She did not say anything bad, nor did she blame him. How could he cry so much, like it was raining, but it was even better than a woman's face. Who asked a grown man to cry?
The commotion was not small. Liu Yufei was not a fool. She naturally knew that it was best to leave first. She wanted to leave, but it did not mean that other people wanted her to leave.
First, the waiter seemed to cling to her. When he saw that she wanted to leave again, he immediately bent down and begged while crying:
