I subtly shifted my gaze and saw the salon manager's face turn from green to white. Even though Mrs. Zheng hadn't even opened her eyes, the manager didn't dare relax for a second and kept a smiling face while speaking.
She started off by showering Mrs. Zheng with compliments, piling on the flattery before her tone shifted, "Mrs. Wu from outside has come, and it's my fault for not arranging things beforehand, which caused Mrs. Wu to lose her temper."
Hearing the manager's words, I retracted my gaze, realizing that there wasn't a single simpleton in this circle. Even the beauty salon director spoke and acted with a depth that begged for scrutiny.
By saying that Mrs. Wu had suddenly lost her temper, she was hinting to Mrs. Zheng that Mrs. Wu's tantrum was surely directed at her, and the manager was an innocent party caught in the crossfire.
