Jin Mo hurriedly set down the teacup and wiped the water stains off her legs with a paper napkin, glaring subtly at the old man.
She knew Wei Cheng had done it on purpose, wanting to take advantage of her, yet she hadn't expected him to be so brazen in front of everyone—clearly, power instills a fearlessness.
The manager, holding a towel, rushed to clean Wei Cheng's clothes while murmuring apologies, but Wei Cheng's expression was far from pleasant, his gaze fixed intently on Jin Mo, his intention unmistakable.
Having hustled in such settings for years, the female manager could easily discern the desires of wealthy patrons and handed the towel to Jin Mo, signaling her to wipe Wei Cheng down.
"Mr. Wei, I'm truly sorry. This girl is new here; please forgive any shortcomings. I'll take you to the changing room for a fresh outfit, and we'll have this one cleaned and delivered to your office."
