Yin gave him an incredulous look. He recognized Ma Dong from the time of the team dinner where meeting him had strangely shaken up Yating. He was that same waiter.
"You…!"
His gaze traced the path of Ma Dong firmly clenching on his wrist, which was now beginning to ache. He tried to shake him off and Ma Dong released it.
"How dare you grab my hand like that!"
"The same way you were trying to grab Miss. Zhu's hand. Did it feel rude?" He coldly smiled.
Whispers hushed amongst the other guests as they saw some drama unfolding at the corner side table.
Ma Dong politely said, "The other customers are trying to enjoy their meals here. I would request you to please leave."
Yin seethed in fury. "This is between me and Chyou. How dare a mere waiter interrupt-"
"Right now, you are only causing a nuisance and if you continue to harass Miss. Zhu, then I will be forced to call the cops here. I don't think you would want that so leave. Now."
