CHAPTER 714: CHAPTER 714

When everyone else was afraid to provoke the shrew, Lin Fan spoke up.

Instantly, everyone looked at Lin Fan.

The middle-aged woman was infuriated: "What did you say? You said my son brought it upon himself? Are you fucking blind? It was clearly this little bitch’s fault!"

The middle-aged woman pointed at Lin Fan and cursed. Seeing Lin Fan dressed plainly, she assumed he was a nobody, just a poor sap, so she naturally didn’t bother to be polite.

Lin Fan wasn’t angry; he calmly said, "Look at your family’s table; it’s a mess, with juices splattered everywhere, even on the floor. The waitress slipped because she stepped on the greasy mess on the ground. If it weren’t for you dirtying the floor first, she wouldn’t have slipped. So, at the root of it, it’s your own fault. Am I wrong to say you brought it upon yourselves?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked and found it to be true. This family’s eating habits were indeed unappealing, with bones thrown on the ground, making it very greasy.

"So that’s how it is. This young man is really observant!"

"If you look at it this way, they truly brought it upon themselves!"

"They still have the nerve to ask the young girl to pay!"

The crowd started pointing and whispering.

Hearing these discussions, the middle-aged woman blushed with anger and shouted, "Shut up! I don’t care! Now that this little bitch has ruined my son’s clothes, the evidence is undeniable. She must compensate at full price, no negotiation, pay up quickly, or you can forget about running this place normally!"

Threat!

A blatant threat!

Dealing with this kind of shrew is really frustrating. Even the hotpot restaurant manager was at a loss and could only try to persuade her.

"Madam, looking at your son’s clothes, they are indeed dirty, but it’s just a little spot. How about this, let the restaurant clean the clothes for you, and we’ll cover the cleaning costs. What do you think?" The manager continued to try to mediate.

The middle-aged woman said, "No! These clothes are branded, and being stained by soup has ruined them, even if they are cleaned. Don’t forget, besides compensating for the clothes, my son was scalded too, so the medical expenses must also be reimbursed!"

Lin Fan chuckled, "Scalded? Why hasn’t he been taken to the hospital then? Aren’t you afraid of delaying until even the red marks disappear?"

As soon as he said this, the crowd couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Indeed, being splashed by the soup would at most make the skin a bit red, and it would be fine soon. This middle-aged woman trying to extort money by exaggerating is truly laughable.

The middle-aged woman was exasperated with shame: "You damn pauper, can’t you shut up! What does my claim for compensation have to do with you? Is it your place to speak here? Do you deserve it! Don’t think just because you’re sitting here eating, you’re on the same level as us; at most, you’re the same as this little slut, just lower-class, you poor devil!"

What a shrew she is.

Lin Fan shrugged; dealing with such a shrew is indeed difficult. He pointed out clearly that her son brought it upon himself, which should have made any reasonable person feel embarrassed to make a fuss. But this middle-aged woman, shameless and domineering as she was.

"Little bitch, one sentence: will you pay or not?" The middle-aged woman thought she had subdued Lin Fan when he remained silent and turned to berate the waitress again.

The waitress gratefully glanced at Lin Fan; among the many customers present, only Lin Fan stood up for her, and she was very grateful.

"Auntie, I really don’t have money to pay you. If I had the money, I would compensate you." The waitress said sincerely, not wanting the situation to escalate further, affecting other diners.

If she had the money, she would choose to pay to settle the matter quietly. This kind of shrew is too hard to deal with, and allowing her to have her way is the only option. But she truly has no money and can’t afford to pay even if she wanted to.

The middle-aged woman demanded ten thousand right off the bat, a real extortion. She had just come to Yun City to find a job, and her money was almost gone. How could she have that kind of money?

"No money, I see you don’t want to pay, little bitch!"

The middle-aged woman exclaimed angrily, waving her hand and slapping hard.

Slap!

A crisp sound, and immediately five finger marks appeared on the waitress’s face.

The waitress let out a cry of pain, covering her face, her grievance tears pouring uncontrollably. It’s really too unjust. Even if she was wrong, she shouldn’t be treated like this.

"Kneel and apologize, do you hear me, little bitch!" The middle-aged woman said viciously.

The manager stood by, a bit agitated: "Madam, you can talk, but how can you hit people?"

"Shut up!" the middle-aged woman shouted, "Believe it or not I’ll hit you too!"

The manager shivered, the words caught in his throat, clearly afraid of being beaten by the middle-aged woman.

"Little bitch, I’m telling you to kneel and apologize, do you hear me! Believe it or not, I’ll give you another slap!" The middle-aged woman cursed, seemingly becoming the ruler of the moment, with the waitress being a lamb awaiting slaughter, subject to her bullying.

What a shrew, who would dare provoke her? In some sense, she really dominated the scene.

The waitress, with tears of humiliation, now found herself isolated and helpless. No one came to her rescue, and alone she was no match for this shrew. Her personality also dictated that she could never be as overbearing as this shrew.

Kneel, then, what does dignity matter, as long as this can all end quickly!

As she thought this, her knees bent, and she was about to kneel on the dirty floor.

But just then, a large hand reached out, grabbing and supporting her, making her stand upright involuntarily due to the great strength.

The waitress looked to find that the one supporting her was none other than Lin Fan!

"There’s no need to kneel to her." Lin Fan smiled.

Somehow, Lin Fan’s smile made the waitress feel very reassured, her tears welling up out of sheer gratitude. In this whole situation, only Lin Fan was helping her; even the meddling manager had backed away now.

"Auntie, that’s enough." Lin Fan said, turning his head and coldly looking at the middle-aged woman.

Initially, he spoke up because he couldn’t stand it. After being repeatedly harassed by the middle-aged woman, he hadn’t planned to argue with her. But this middle-aged woman was getting more and more excessive, even hitting the waitress. Lin Fan changed his mind; he really wanted to address this matter.

The middle-aged woman saw it as successful, thinking she could force the waitress to kneel, gaining immense psychological satisfaction.

Who knew Lin Fan would intercept?

The middle-aged woman was furious: "Damn pauper, it’s you again, are you meddling? Do you want to play the hero rescuing the beauty with your pauper’s status? I’m warning you, don’t mess with me, you can’t handle me!"

Lin Fan let out a "oh" and said, "I guess I am messing with you, what now, are you going to hit me too?"