Chapitre 3: Chapter3 This Is My Business Card
Éditeur: MoboReader
Stretching out his clean and slender fingers, Jing Muchen gently moved his goblet to the side so that she could serve the wine.
Excited, Wu Yaxin bent down to pour the liquid for him.
From where she stood, she could see his perfectly trimmed sideburn and his exquisite and strong jaw. The man was more handsome and noble than any star she had ever laid eyes on. With her heart pounding in her chest, her eyes glinted with joy.
Zhang Luoya had seen it when Wu Yaxin came out of nowhere seductively in her tight cheongsam. It was clear that she had other intentions besides serving the man a drink.
After giving it some thought, she turned around and snapped her fingers at Su Ruowan. "Waitress, get me a glass of red wine."
Su Ruowan's heart jolted, but since Zhang Luoya ordered it, she had to go over there.
With Zhang Luoya sitting between them, Su Ruowan could hear the soft and pretentious voice of Wu Yaxin. "Mr. Jing, this is my business card..."
Taking out the business card from inside her cheongsam, she placed it in front of Jing Muchen.
Zhang Luoya saw it out of the corner of her eye and was furious. Unable to take it anymore, she pounded the table with both hands and stood up.
Unfortunately, Su Ruowan didn't expect the woman to make such a movement, so as she bent over to serve the wine, Zhang Luoya hit the bottle, spilling the red liquid all over herself.
Since they were in the middle of the meal, Zhang Luoya had taken off her coat and wore only a white Chanel shirt, which was now soaked with red wine. As the fabric had become slightly transparent, the outline of her black bra could be seen through it.
Su Ruowan was shocked. It wasn't her fault!
With a scream, Zhang Luoya pushed the woman hard enough to almost knock her to the ground. "Idiot! Do you have any idea how much my clothes cost? You wouldn't be able to afford it with a year's salary !"
"I'm sorry. I truly am..." Su Ruowan tried her best to steady herself as she apologized.
Wu Yaxin turned to look at them in surprise. Jing Muchen also glanced their way once he heard the noise.
All of a sudden, Su Ruowan could feel everyone's gaze on them.
Holding her wrist, Zhang Luoya pulled Su Ruowan through the room. "Where's your supervisor? I want to know which company you're from!"
Since Zhang Luoya was quite tall and strong, she pulled the other woman with great vigor. Feeling a sharp pain in her wrist, Su Ruowan ended up falling to the ground. Her cheongsam ripped immediately with a "hiss", exposing her pale thighs and pants.
She hurriedly reached out to cover her legs, but the laughter coming from the next table made her face flush with embarrassment.
Seeing that Miss Perfect, Su Ruowan, had made a fool of herself, Wu Yaxin smiled and didn't come to her rescue.
Zhang Luoya grabbed Su Ruowan's arm again and kept cursing and threatening that she would tell everything to her supervisor. With one hand covering her thigh, Su Ruowan almost lay on the floor while being dragged. There was no way she could stand up smoothly.
All of a sudden, a cold and husky voice rang through the hall. "Luoya, isn't this too low for you?"
Jing Muchen, who had been sitting silently until now, stood up straight and tall. With his sharp eyes, he looked at the scene like a lofty and noble king.
Picking up the suit jacket on the back of the chair, he walked over slowly. "If your clothes get dirty, just throw them away. But if it's your hands, then I'm afraid I won't like it." As he spoke, he put his jacket over Zhang Luoya's shoulders, and she let go of Su Ruowan immediately. While she looked at Jing Muchen, her beautiful eyes were full of grievance. For a moment, the two looked like a perfect match as they stood there.
"Here I am!" Wang Zijian rushed over, pulling Su Ruowan to her feet.
After standing up, she lowered her head and had glimpse of a pair of black leather shoes and legs covered by fancy pants.
It looked like he didn't recognize her. Feeling uneasy, she twisted her fingers. This was something she unconsciously did whenever she was nervous.
"I'm terribly sorry!" Wang Zijian bowed. "This girl is just covering a shift here. I'm sorry if you were offended by any means, Miss Zhang. I'll give her proper training later! This is my business card."
Wang Zijian handed over the card with both hands, but the man in front of him kept standing arrogantly still, looking at the person behind him in a questioning way.
"Mr. Muchen, if you need any compensation, please don't hesitate to call me. I take full responsibility for what happened!" Wang Zijian then moved slightly to block his line of sight.
Jing Muchen looked away from the person, focusing his gaze upward. A moment later, he reached out and gently took the business card between his index and middle fingers.
Casually, he put it in his pocket and said, "I have something I need to take care of now. I'm leaving."
"Wait!" "Mr. Muchen!" Both Zhang Fuhu and his daughter chased after him immediately.
Wang Zijian wiped the sweat from his forehead. Although Jing Muchen seemed quite polite, he could also put people under great pressure with a single look from him.
Wang Zijian glanced at Su Ruowan and asked, "Are you okay?"
As she came back to her senses, she nodded. "I'm fine."
Furious at Wu Yaxin, he turned to her. "Who let you serve here?"
Wu Yaxin's smile faded as she straightened herself obediently.
Pursing her lips, Su Ruowan said, "Mr. Wang, I'm sorry. I feel a little dizzy. May I leave now?"
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