It wasn't until Yu Ting finished making the payment and Lu Nanchen picked up the items that they left together.
Shen Ruchu was in a state of utter shock and breakdown, silently sitting in her seat, lost in thought.
"Ms. Shen, everyone is leaving, and you're still here…"
"Since when do I need your permission to do my job?!" Shen Ruchu snapped back immediately, glaring with rage.
The entire evening had left her steaming with anger.
At this point, Shen Ruchu had thought of every dirty trick in the book.
"No need." The male assistant who had accompanied her stammered immediately. He had nowhere to vent his frustration, "It's just that Young Master Shen called a while ago, saying he's already at the nearby restaurant."
Hearing this, Shen Ruchu's expression softened. She snorted and got up to leave, "He's so much later than the agreed time. Really..."
She muttered under her breath and proceeded forward. The assistant followed her, holding two broken paintings in his hands.
