She couldn't just tell Lu Yebai to like it or lump it. As the town mayor's most esteemed guest recently, everyone has been extremely careful around him. She could not afford to cross him.
"This hotel is the best one in town," Meng Xi'er explained with resilience, "I'm truly sorry if we haven't met your standards. What exactly are you dissatisfied with?"
Lu Yebai responded without emotion," I'm dissatisfied with everything."
Meng Xi'er politely persisted, "If it's the sheets or pillows that you're not happy with, you can make a request. I can buy you new ones..."
"I've told you—I'm not happy with anything!"
"..."
Meng Xi'er took a deep breath, looking at the man's arrogant and annoying face in front of her. It seemed that Lu Yebai had only grown more unpleasant over the past four years.
"There's really nothing I can do," Meng Xi'er admitted helplessly, "If you're really unsatisfied, you can provide your own bedding."
