289 Lu Qingyi: I said, put it down! _1
"I have good hearing."
The silver-haired man didn't understand Lu Qingyi's meaning, but he still nodded and responded.
"Good, very good."
Lu Qingyi repeated the word "good" twice and then took the bitter coffee the man had just drunk. Without a word, she threw it straight onto his face.
"Ah!"
The coffee was hot, and the silver-haired man felt his face sting with pain.
"I said, put it down."
Lu Qingyi's lips parted slightly. She enunciated each word clearly, her voice exceptionally cold.
Her tolerance was limited.
The waitress quickly rushed over upon hearing the commotion, her face full of anxiety. She had only been gone a short while and now this?
"Are you insane?"
The silver-haired man covered his burning face, his gaze full of anger towards Lu Qingyi.
Throwing steaming hot coffee at him, she must be sick.
"Did I invite you to sit? Did I order for you? Did I let you touch it? Did I let you drink it?"
Lu Qingyi stared coldly at the man, her tone equally icy.