General Gu sneered in his heart. His eagerness to leave upon seeing him was a telltale sign of a guilty conscience. If previously he was only fifty percent sure that she was the thief, now he was one hundred percent certain.
As Qin Youbei stood to leave, General Gu reached across the table, grabbing her arm, "Miss Qin, in such a hurry? Feeling guilty about something?"
His expression darkened slightly, as if his pride had been wounded.
Qin Youbei's face fell, "Sir, please let go of me."
But General Gu wouldn't let go, and Qin Youbei struggled to free herself.
In the scuffle, the juice on the table was knocked over, staining General Gu's clothes.
General Gu released her, quickly taking off his jacket in frustration, "What is this? What kind of service is your hotel providing?"
An incident occurred, and both a server and the restaurant manager quickly came over.
