"Mr. Song, Miss Du accidentally bumped into someone while going up the stairs earlier, and she might have twisted her foot. She's having a bit of trouble walking now." The receptionist immediately explained respectfully, and then apologized, "Mr. Song, I'm sorry about this. I'll call our manager over right away…"
As soon as the receptionist saw Song Wenbin furrowing his brow, she got a bit scared. She felt that it would be better to report this matter to her manager. A person of his stature was a significant guest. If any issue arose while they were dining at their establishment, they couldn't carry the consequences.
However, before the receptionist could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Du Mengxin. "No need, no need. My foot is okay. I'll just sit and rest for a bit, and then I can move around slowly. Everything will be fine."
