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Chapter 15: It Wouldn’t Be Fun If It Wasn’t Filled

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Huang Xiao’ai yelled, “Is that how you treat your customers? Look, you’ve angered Mr. Si!”

Her words stunned Zhuang Nainai into silence.

She glanced at him. He looked cross indeed.

Recalling how she got herself barred from the Imperial Group building from bickering with Zuo Yiyi in the morning, Zhuang Nainai held back her retort.

Rage burned within her. She almost turned to leave.

But if she were to leave today, when would be the next time she could meet him again? The bodyguards around Si Zhengting were not easy to get past.

Zhuang Nainai clenched her fists repeatedly and stood unmoving.

Emboldened by Si Zhengting’s positive response towards herself from earlier, Huang Xiao’ai haughtily ordered, “Go pour Mr. Si a drink!”

Serve him drinks?

Zhuang Nainai looked in his direction, feeling worse when he did not utter a single word.

Would he throw her out again if she refused to cooperate?

Zhuang Nainai took a deep breath. Forget it, it’s no big deal.

She rounded to the corner of the room. A few bottles of alcohol were already open on the redwood furniture. She inspected the selection and picked up a glass, filling it with apple cider.

That was the drink with the lowest alcohol content.

How thoughtful and kind of her to consider his health when he was being so awfully mean.

Definitely his loss not to marry her!

Zhuang Nainai calmed at this thought.

The drinks were on the right side of the room. To get to Si Zhengting, she had to go past Huang Xiao’ai.

On the way back, her foot caught something. She stumbled, and the drink spilled. She would have surely soiled her dress if she had been more careless.

Steadying herself, she turned to see Huang Xiao’ai smugly retrieving her feet, looking almost disappointed that she did not do more damage.

Damn that girl!

Zhuang Nainai was on the verge of cursing. That girl knew no limit!

Her body shook with rage. Huang Xiao’ai carried on with her attack. “Hey, what a useless service personnel you are, why can’t you even serve drinks properly?”

She pointed to the bar and demanded, “Go bring Mr. Si another one!”

Zhuang Nainai tightened her fist into a ball.

That’s it!

She drew in a deep breath and paced back to the bar reluctantly.

Neither girl noticed Si Zhengting’s expression at that instant. Fury was written all over his face, and his cold eyes were fixed on Zhuang Nainai.

Zhuang Nainai hesitated before the drinks and settled on a glass of wine.

She walked back to Huang Xiao’ai.

Huang Xiao’ai pouted at the wine in her hands and commented, “That’s not how you serve wine. How do you expect one to drink it when the glass is so full?”

Zhuang Nainai cracked a smile at her mockery. “It’s indeed inconvenient for drinking, but it wouldn’t be fun for pouring if it wasn’t filled!”

Huang Xiao’ai paused. “What do you mean?”

“It means…” A sparkle of mischief flashed across Zhuang Nainai’s eyes. She smiled, and with a flick of her wrist, the entire glass of red wine landed on Huang Xiao’ai.
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