A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 122

"Didn't you go back to the countryside to see your mother?"

"Why did you come here to do a servant's job?"

"Quick, get out and go home!"

"Mu-Cheng will lose face if people finds out about this!"

At first, Su Qian was surprised to see Ye Fan. And then, she started to lash out at him.

Ye Fan glanced at her, but said nothing. He simply turned around, went back downstairs and continued to help Li Xiao-Hong deliver the beer and wine.

"Qian-Qian, is that server really Mu-Cheng's husband?"

"She must have been feeling very pessimistic when she married a guy like that?!" After Ye Fan's departure, both Yang Qian and Xue Lin turned to question Su Qian with looks of disbelief and surprise on their faces.

"So he's actually a server?”

"He is too low-class, isn't he?"

"Mu-Cheng is even more worse off than my nanny. At least my nanny's husband has a proper job," Yang Qian exclaimed unbelievably. When she finished speaking, she burst out in mocking laughter. And the disdain she felt for Qiu Mu-Cheng could be clearly seen in her eyes.

"You never know what the future holds. To think that the school beauty who was always in the limelight would be living such a wretched life after falling from her throne. Qian-Qian, you go talk to her. If she keeps living with such a man, then she will end up living a life that is completely different from ours. When that happens, she won't even be able to hang out with us."

Yang Qian's words sounded like she was showing concern for Qiu Mu-Cheng but, in reality, she was just mocking the latter. And her tone was, in fact, filled with a sense of superiority.

In her eyes, Qiu Mu-Cheng, the person who was formerly the favored young lady of the Qiu family and the belle of the school, had already faded from the spotlight. That has-been no longer had any right to associate with upper-class ladies like herself.

Of course, Su Qian knew what Yang Qian was getting at. But the latter had been speaking the truth. A person's financial well-being dictated his or her social circle.

If Qiu Mu-Cheng refused to see the error of her ways and continued to stay married to Ye Fan, then she would find it difficult to associate with well-off young ladies like themselves in future.

"No, I can't allow Mu-Cheng to continue down this path of error."

As she spoke, Su Qian got up and went downstairs.

At this moment, Ye Fan was still helping Li Xiao-Hong with her beer and wine deliveries.

"Do you have time? Let's talk for a bit." Su Qian walked over to Ye Fan, accompanied by a waft of expensive perfume.

Ye Fan nodded as he looked at the fashionably-dressed young lady before him, and followed her to where she wanted to go. She was Qiu Mu-Cheng's BFF after all, so Ye Fan had to show her some respect.

Su Qian sat down at an empty table and ordered two cups of tea.

After taking her seat, Su Qian whispered to Ye Fan: "Do you like the scent of my perfume?"

Ye Fan had no idea why she would suddenly ask him a question like that, so he merely nodded courteously and gave an affirmative grunt.

"Do you know what brand this is?" Su Qian asked again. And without giving Ye Fan the opportunity to answer, she continued with her monologue. "The brand's name is Creed. It is a luxury brand adored by European royalty, politicians and celebrities. Creed only accepts fifteen personal orders every year. The cheapest bottle costs thirty thousand American dollars and every collection they have released is a legend in itself."

"Well, this type of perfume is not well-known even among the upper-class, so it is normal for you to not know its name."

Su Qian continued to speak slowly, while Ye Fan remained silent. But a slight frown could be seen on his forehead.

"Ma'am, here is your tea."

Just then, a server arrived with Su Qian's tea. After accepting her cup, she took a sip and asked, "And this tea, do you know what type of tea is this?"

Once again, she did not give Ye Fan the opportunity to answer and continued to talk by herself.

She felt that there was no need to wait for an answer.

In Su Qian's opinion, a country bumpkin like Ye Fan would not know anything about expensive perfume or tea.