Hannah Bai stood still, looking at the confused waiter who hadn't reacted yet, with a half-smile.
She said slowly, "Forget it. Poor people like us don't deserve to eat at your house."
The manager was stunned. "Mrs. Qin is joking. You..."
If the wife of the richest man is a pauper, then what will become of them?
As he spoke, the manager followed Hannah Bai's gaze and his eyes fell on Lin Meina, who was standing behind him with a bright red slap mark on her face.
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