However, compared to the nauseating sensation, she was more afraid of losing her luxurious lifestyle. She was afraid of needing to live like a regular person—working a fixed job from nine to five and becoming prudent when buying any luxury bags.
Zhao Mantian feared to lead that sort of life.
For Zhao Mantian, she thought of herself as someone who should rightfully lead the upper class life while looking down at Ling Yiran and others of her kind. Now that Ling Yiran had witnessed her currying up to a fatty, the anger in her heart heightened.
“Mantian, do you know her?” the short and chubby man next to Zhao Mantian asked.
“Yeah. She just came out of jail not too long ago and now works as a road sweeper!” Zhao Mantian viciously revealed Ling Yiran’s identity before looking at the manager. “Since when does Royal Court allow even a road sweeper to dine here?”
Yi Jinli’s back was facing Zhao Mantian, so she did not see him.
Unfortunately, the manager could!
Right now, he was trembling in fear and wished that he could chase Zhao Mantian out of the restaurant right away.
‘So what if she just came out of jail or if she is a road sweeper. As long as Young Master Yi wants to bring her in for a meal, even a beggar can eat here.’
“It is not up to you to decide who can come in to dine at our restaurant. I hope that you will apologize to this lady here!” the manager said to Zhao Mantian.
Zhao Mantian wanted to explode in a rage that instant. She was supposed to apologize to Ling Yiran? What a joke!
“Don’t you want to keep your job?” She spat angrily before leaning pitifully at the middle-aged man next to her. “Mr. Zheng, this man wants me to apologize to a road sweeper. How absurd!”
Mr. Zheng was about to say something for Zhao Mantian when he heard a crisp and cold voice. “What is the big deal with an apology? Even if you need to kneel, you should do it.”
She was looking for trouble when there was none. Of all people she had to scold, she scolded the person next to Yi Jinli!
“Mr... Young Master Yi, it’s just a misunderstanding! A misunderstanding!” Mr. Zheng quickly explained as beads of sweat formed on his forehead.
“Misunderstanding?” Yi Jinli’s cold gaze swept across Mr. Zheng. “If misunderstandings are easily formed in this world, then there are going to be plenty of misunderstandings circulating.”
Mr. Zheng’s expression turned bad as his fatty flesh trembled.
Zhao Mantian looked dumbfounded. Although she did not know who this man was, she knew that he was not a simple character if Mr. Zheng was being this careful with his interaction.
At that moment, she noticed that Ling Yiran’s hand was interlocked with that man’s.
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