Trouble

"When I'm done, you can try it. I guarantee it's something you've never tried before. Just take it as my thanks for your care."

"You're such a pretty little girl, why are you so good at lying?"

Yue Jiaojiao turned her head to look at the man in the lobby who was laughing at her, and her lips curled into a sarcastic smile. "You've never eaten it before, so how do you have the confidence to say that I'm lying?"

"I've eaten more things than you've ever eaten in your life, and you don't look like you're wearing anything luxurious. What suspicious item are you holding?

"This town is a place where even birds don't want to live in. Everyone says that this place is good, but the food made here is just barely edible."

The square-faced man that spoke picked up a piece of vegetable from the plate with his chopsticks. His eyes were filled with contempt. "This vegetable is only for the servants in my residence. How dare you say it's a rare vegetable here? It's not that I'm looking down on you, but there's nothing in this place that is worthy of looking at."

The followers that sat around the square-faced man in the lobby laughed.

The waiter hurriedly smiled apologetically. "It's our bad hospitality that didn't satisfy you, Sir. We're really sorry."

As he spoke, he discreetly waved at Yue Jiaojiao, signaling for her to leave.

Yue Jiaojiao sneered and grabbed a handful of bean sprouts from the jar.

There was a golden bean on the almost transparent white stem, and it looked even more extraordinary in Yue Jiaojiao's hands.

The square-faced man stopped laughing and sized it up. Then, he snorted coldly with an ugly expression. "This thing just looks good, but it doesn't taste good. It won't be that good."

"Oh, really? However, regardless of whether this thing is as delicious as I said, you, who have never seen or tasted this thing, so you definitely don't know what it tastes like. If you haven't tried it before, you don't have the right to interrupt when others are evaluating the taste."

"You're such an arrogant, little girl!" The square-faced man slammed the table and stood up. "You really think I won't dare to do anything to you?"

The followers at the side all stood up and echoed, "You dare to provoke our Young Master Fang? Do you have the will to live?"

Yue Jiaojiao exclaimed on purpose, "So your surname is Fang? I have to say, this surname is quite ugly!"

Fang Tianliu hated it when people called him ugly.

Now that a little girl was making fun of him, he angrily walked toward Yue Jiaojiao with conviction.

"You really have a sharp tongue. Today, I'll make you speechless. You're so beautiful. I wonder what you'll look like when you cry!"

Yue Jiaojiao stood where she was, not moving or dodging. The more she wasn't afraid, the angrier Fang Tianliu became.

"Argh! It hurts! Let go, let go!"

Suddenly, Tianliu's wrist was twisted, and his expression changed. He stopped halfway and shouted, "Let go of me! It's broken, it's broken!"

"You! Let go of our young master!"

His followers huddled together and looked at the fierce Zhao Zhan who had captured their young master. They hesitated and didn't dare to step forward. "Our young master is the only son of Huai County's Fang family. If you hurt him, you won't be able to escape the consequences!"

Zhao Zhan's grip was getting stronger and stronger. The more he thought that if he had come a little later and his little flower being touched, the more he wanted to tear this man apart.

Fang Tianliu felt that his wrist bone was about to break into pieces.

His face was covered with tears and snot, and he had completely lost the energy he had just now when he approached her. "Please, spare me!"