Shen Xi, that d*mn brat, was cocky and evil to pick on Wanwan. Not only that, Muyan and Mushi suffered in her hands. Mom’s blood pressure never went down either.
Su Muxuan could let the matter slide if he did not see Shen Xi, but he had to teach her a lesson now that she was before his eyes.
Someone of her status did not deserve to be in a place like this.
“I’m sorry. I’ll have it taken care of right away.” The restaurant manager apologized to curry his favor before turning towards the artificial hill. With disdain flashing in his eyes, the restaurant manager pointed and lectured the security guards. “What’s the matter with you guys? Throw her out.”
Having served as a manager for over a decade, he could tell if the guest was a VIP by their clothes and how they carried themselves.
There was nothing extraordinary about the girl’s attire. She must have crashed into the restaurant out of nowhere!
Had this been the way the guards were doing their job? Would they be able to bear the responsibility if they were to upset their distinguished guests?
Unfazed in where he stood, Su Muxuan darted a scornful look at Shen Xi.
The security guards rushed to Shen Xi and dealt with the situation by the book. “Miss, please produce your VIP card.”
Shen Xi gave them a strange look before shaking her head. “I don’t have one.”
The security guards were only doing their job. “Please follow us out. Our restaurant only accommodates VIP guests.”
As Shen Xi was cornered, she frowned and said, “My brother should have one.”
The guards asked, “Where’s your brother?”
Shen Xi pointed in a random direction and smiled. “My brother went to the Michelin restaurant next door to buy me some dessert.”
A short distance away, Su Muxuan carried a solemn and cynical look.
D*mn brat. Brother? Where did this brother come from? She sure had a mouthful of lies.
The three-star Michelin restaurant next door? Was she talking about Ultraviolet by Paul Pairet? For someone who could not even read out the name, she sure had the nerve to make outrageous remarks.
Ultraviolet by Paul Pairet was only open five days a week and accepted 8 customers per day. A booking had to be made by phone at least six months prior and the minimum spend must be at least fifty thousand per customer. Shen Xi would probably not get past the door.
Today was Sunday. Her fictitious brother must have worked magic to get them to open on an off day just to make her desserts.
The manager, who was within earshot, was a little doubtful when Shen Xi brought up a brother. However, all doubts were pushed aside following her statement about the Michelin restaurant, and he was sure Shen Xi was a liar. The manager shouted, “Cut the crap. Hurry up and get on it.”
The security guards knew that the three-star Michelin restaurant next door was not open today. Hence, they surrounded her and were ready to get to work.
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