Zhao Yuan closed her eyes as the iced coffee dripped down from the top of her head, leaving her entire face in a disheveled state. The surge of resentment swirled within her, yet she couldn't figure out how to vent it.
Beside her, Liu Jing promptly tried to ingratiate Li Jin, "How can a servant understand anything about coffee? Why don't I personally order for Sister Jin?"
Liu Jing patiently inquired about Li Jin's preferences and then summoned the waiter. The group ordered coffee again, paying no attention to Zhao Yuan, who was still forced to kneel on the side.
The raging fury in Zhao Yuan's heart was on the verge of burning Li Jin alive. Unfortunately, she was utterly powerless in front of these bodyguards. She could only kneel in humiliation, listening to Li Jin and others chatting away.
