The sudden commotion caused the surrounding onlookers to blatantly stare and gossip.
Yan Xinxin endured the pain in her ankle and stood up.
"Dad, don’t get so worked up."
"What the hell is going on!"
The female server from earlier walked over looking displeased, her face full of irritation.
"These cups are part of a custom-made set from our store. Now that one is broken, you have to pay the full price for the set at the original price, which totals twelve hundred yuan!"
"What? That expensive?"
Yang Guoping felt awkward and embarrassed.
He had just been released from prison not long ago, hadn’t found a stable job yet, and simply didn’t have that much money.
"I’m sorry, my dad didn’t break it on purpose, but I think even if you were to reorder a cup like this, it shouldn’t cost that much..."
"It’s our shop’s policy! If one cup is broken, you have to compensate for the whole set!"
The female server raised her arrogant gaze and glanced sideways at Yan Xinxin.
"Aren’t you the woman Young Master Mo proposed to? So you can’t even afford such a small amount of money?"
Another younger female server also walked over with a mocking laugh.
"I told you the video going viral online was fake. How could Young Master Mo marry soone like this?"
"Exactly! If she were truly Young Master Mo’s fiancée, how could she be dressed so shabbily? Carrying such a trashy bag, too?"
A young woman drinking coffee pouted her red lips in disdain.
"Now she’s even trying to dodge paying for the broken cup. A woman this poor—Young Master Mo would never be interested in her!"
"All of you, shut up right now!"
Yang Guoping suddenly shouted, startling the won who were gloating at his misfortune into silence.
"It was my fault for breaking the cup. I’ll pay for it! But what gives you people the right to talk that way about my daughter?"
He berated them furiously, his whole face strict and angry as his glare landed on the red-lipped woman.
"So what if we’re poor? Is poverty and poor family conditions your excuse to look down on others?"
"My daughter has excelled in her studies ever since she was a child, always outstanding, earning scholarships every year through her own abilities. And you? Sure, you dress fashionably, but as far as I can tell, you’re nothing but a freeloader!"
"Screw you!"
The red-lipped woman slamd the table and jumped to her feet.
"You damned old beggar! How dare you accuse of freeloading! Look at —do I look like I need to mooch off anyone? I just have to stroll around and there are plenty of n handing money! Unlike you—poor and old!"
"Everyone gets old, but poverty isn’t forever!"
Yan Xinxin refused to back down, raising her beautiful eyes and calmly retaliating.
"Won like you, who only think about spending n’s money but don’t know how to earn a living on their own, will eventually lose both their money and the n. One day, reality will shatter your fake facade."
"Damn it! How dare you curse ! And call my face fake? For your information, yes, I’ve had plastic surgery to live off my youth—so what? I just have to lie down, and countless n will throw money at ! Can you do that?"
"Of course not."
Yan Xinxin responded with an elegant and faint smile.
"To be able to do sothing so shaful and yet see it as a badge of honor? Miss, the likes of you are truly one-of-a-kind."
"You..."
The red-lipped woman was so enraged by Yan Xinxin’s words that she jumped in frustration.
"You bitch! Do you even know who my boyfriend is? You dare to offend ? My boyfriend is coming to pick up any mont now, and once he’s here, you’re done for!"
"Ding-a-ling~"
Just as the woman finished her threatening remark, the wooden door of the dessert shop was pushed open, and the bell hanging above rang out crisply.
"Darling, you’re finally here!"
As soon as the red-lipped woman saw who had entered, she imdiately let out a sugary-sweet voice that would make anyone’s skin crawl.
She rushed toward the man and complained pitifully.
"Darling, there’s a shaless woman here harassing . She said I only spend n’s money and even called disgraceful. You have to teach her a lesson for !"
She added fuel to the fire while pointing her finger at Yan Xinxin.
The man beside her raised his eyes and looked over. When he saw Yan Xinxin standing not far away, his eyes lit up.
"Yan Xinxin?"
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