"Is insurance included too?"
"I don't think so."
"She's here." When Zhuo Yuan saw that figure, she quickly reminded them to end the topic.
Wang Rui, who came in with a tray, was stunned when she saw the group of people.
She placed plates of food on the shelf at the side and said indifferently, "Everything you ordered is here."
"Bring us a few aprons." Meng Xi frowned and called out to her before she left.
Wang Rui did not like to be ordered around by her.
She clenched her fists, took a few aprons from the cabinet, and handed them to Meng Xi. "Here."
"It's so dirty."
"It's a single use apron. What do you mean it's dirty?"
"Can't you see it with your eyes?" Meng Xi pointed at the oil stains on it. "It's all oily and stinky."
"I don't smell anything."
"Then at least you can see the oil stains, right?" She threw the apron to Wang Rui. "How can you give me something that someone else has used?"
