A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 124

When the jade bracelet, the birthday present she had bought for her mother, landed on the floor and shattered into pieces, Li Xiao-Hong could feel her own heart breaking as well.

Nobody could understand the heartrending pain that she was going through right now.

The tears started flowing almost immediately. She ran over, squatted on the floor and cradled the broken pieces in her hands. The tears would not stop even though she could no longer see what was in front of her. Just then, she looked so helpless as she sobbed miserably over the remains of her dream.

But Mr. Wei showed no sign of pity and continued to sneer at her.

"This is just to teach you a lesson.”

"Remember to be more careful the next time you are carrying a plate!”

The middle-aged restaurant supervisor looked disdainfully at the tearful girl who was kneeling on the floor, and snorted coldly. And then he turned to leave.

"Mr. Wei, how could you treat an inexperienced girl like this? Aren't you going overboard?"

However, at this moment, a cold voice rang out softly from in front of them.

Mr. Wei frowned. He assumed some VIP was going to meddle in this matter and was thinking about how to respond. But when he looked up, he saw Ye Fan walking toward his direction while carrying several bottles of beer that were obviously meant for the customers.

Mr. Wei burst out laughing right away. "Heh, I thought it was some big shot, but it turns out you are just a reckless fool."

"You are just a lowly server so you should act your part. I am your supervisor, you know? How dare you interfere in my business?" "You've got balls!

"Get back to your work now! If you piss me off, I am going to fire your ass!"

Mr. Wei lashed out angrily.

He was already in a foul mood because of Li Xiao-Hong's rejection. But now, yet another lowly server was acting defiantly toward him.

Mr. Wei had been behaving like a tyrant ever since he was put in charge of running this restaurant. So, of course, he was not going to stand for any back talk from a couple of lowly servers.

"Mr. Chu, I am fine."

"I am already used to this. I am just an insignificant girl. It's not worthwhile for you to stand up for somebody like me."

"Also, it's all my fault. I didn't do my job properly and offended somebody-"

Li Xiao-Hong sobbed piteously as tears streamed down her face.

She was still trying to stop Ye Fan from helping, even though her eyes were already blotchy with tears. She did not want him to get into a confrontation with others because of her.

Even now, Li Xiao-Hong continued to place all the blame on herself. She said it was all her fault, that she did not blame anyone else and she also asked Ye Fan not to offend others on her account.

After all, she understood clearly her own insignificance. She was just a nobody from the countryside. In the eyes of those bigwigs, she was as insignificant as a speck of dust.

Because of her family background, Li Xiao-Hong had always been the target of mockery and humiliation ever since her childhood.

She had already gotten used to being submissive and enduring the burden of humiliation.

She was too insignificant. Ye Fan should not be standing up for someone like her.

But Ye Fan ignored Li Xiao-Hong's pleadings. He continued to step forward and slowly approached the middle-aged supervisor.

"Mr. Wei, do you really think we didn't see what happened just now?"

"You were the one who bumped into Xiao-Hong, but you turned around and accused her of not looking where she was going."

"Also, even if Xiao-Hong was the one at fault, you could just tell her off or even make her compensate the restaurant."

"But why did you smash her bracelet?"

"Do you have any idea what you have just smashed?"

"That was a present Xiao-Hong bought for her mother; a token of her filial piety."

"In order to save up enough money to buy this bracelet, she has been working two jobs." "For the past three months, she has been working hard day after day and night after night."

"And you just smashed a hundred days¹ worth of hard work into smithereens."

Ye Fan spoke nonchalantly and a smile was dancing on his lips. But who knew just how much anger and menace were hidden beneath the smile?

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot."

"You are the supervisor. A big shot. Your position is so much higher than ours. So how could you possibly understand the hardships of poor people like us? You probably don't understand anything I have just said. No, you probably don't even want to know-"