The bald man's complexion darkened, was this saying he was being petty and squabbling with a young girl?
The man was dissatisfied and still angry about the situation, but since a solution had been proposed, it wouldn't be appropriate for him to harp on it or make a scene.
In the end, he could only snort coldly and turn his head away in discontent.
At this moment, Lu Jincheng's gaze fell upon the bald man, and a trace of something unusual flashed through his eyes.
This man... was somewhat strange.
It seemed his focus wasn't on the fact that the wine had been spilled at all, but rather he was exceptionally irritated that the wine had been splashed, as if it had disrupted some kind of plan.
Lu Jincheng wasn't sure if his guess was baseless, nor did he dare to gamble on it.
So, when the waiters began serving the wine, he followed behind a few of them, pretending to be a waiter helping to open the bottles.