The water in the glass spilled over the table. Wang Yanran regarded it all coldly, not intending to intervene.
"Damn it!" Jian Keyan frowned, crudely pulling out a tissue to wipe her bag.
She shouted at a waiter not far off, "You! Come here and clean up this mess."
The waiter immediately began to wipe the water from the table with a dry cloth. As Jian Keyyan coldly watched her every move, she couldn't help but criticize, "Clumsy, with no situational awareness. The water glass spilled, you should've come over on your own without me having to shout at you. I'll report you to your manager."
The waiter was dumbstruck, not understanding how she had become the scapegoat.
The water was clearly spilled by the woman before her, what did it have to do with her?
"Miss, you spilled the water glass, but I've already cleaned it up according to your instructions. How can you still complain about me?" the waitress stood up for herself.
