"Stop right there! If you don't apologize to us today, we won't let this matter go." Xia Wan suddenly raised her voice.
The waiter, who was about to turn and leave, froze in place. He didn't know why, but upon hearing Xia Wan's words, he felt an invisible pressure that made him unable to resist.
Song Zhi pretended to be surprised and said, "Xia Wan, what are you doing? Just because you earn a little money selling clothes, you think you can look down on service staff? They also work hard to earn a living. Are you really going to trample on their dignity like this?
"Xia Wan, your family is quite poor too. I never expected you would become such a snob one day. Why do you bother with a service worker?"
If someone who didn't know the situation heard Song Zhi's words, they might think that Xia Wan earned some money selling clothes and now acted arrogant, making trouble for the service staff during their meal.
