The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

Compared to Aunt Zhao's surprise, Xu Zehao looked like he was used to it. He stood in front of Zhou Yian, carefully checking the red area that was scalded by the porridge. He picked up the paper towel on the table and poured some water on the red area, and asked with concern; "Does it hurt?"

Zhou Yian stood straight with her eyes closed, her hands hanging down, allowing him to treat her wounds without saying a word.

The young man stood aside, still at a loss, looking at them pitifully, and could only apologize repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

After applying wet tissues to his face to ease the pain, Zhou Yian opened his eyes and looked at the young waiter with a cold expression. He asked in a high-pitched voice, "How do you do your job? Do you know that it is dangerous to do so? Can you be more sensible? If such hot porridge splashes into your eyes, your life will not be enough to compensate. I am so angry. Call your manager to me."

This injury was not serious. According to Zhou Yian's previous personality, she might have comforted the waiter and told him not to have any psychological burden. But now Zhou Yian acted like a shrew, speaking harshly and chasing the waiter for an explanation.

"An An, forget it. He was not careful. I think it's not a big problem. It's just a little red. It will be fine in a while." Xu Zehao gently pulled her sleeve. He didn't want to have an argument over such a small matter so early in the morning and ruin his mood. He also didn't want to hold the waiter responsible.

It would have been fine if Xu Zehao hadn't tried to persuade her. As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhou Yian seemed to be enraged. She reacted violently and shook off his hand. She looked at him angrily and said aggrievedly, "Forget it? Xu Zehao, you don't feel the pain just because it didn't burn you. Look at your face, it's red and it hurts. How can you speak for others and not for me?"

As she spoke, she stood on tiptoe and exaggeratedly put her face close to Xu Zehao, pointing to the burned area to show him, as if she was afraid that he couldn't see it.

Aunt Zhao saw that the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense, and she was afraid that if she didn't stop the two people from arguing, they might really start quarreling, so she quickly stood up and went over to try to stop the fight.

She gently pushed Xu Zehao to sit down, and at the same time, she showed concern for Zhou Yian, "Sir, please sit down first, sit down first, let me take a look, the young lady may feel a little pain from the burn, so she is in a bad mood, let me take a look at her."

Xu Zehao had no choice but to follow Aunt Zhao's wishes and sit back in his seat to watch them.

Aunt Zhao looked at the burned area of ​​Zhou Yian and rubbed it for her. "Miss, it really hurts when the scalding porridge splashes on such delicate skin. I was often splashed when I was cooking before. It hurts a lot at the moment, but it will be fine after a while. You see, the waiter didn't look like he did it on purpose. Can you calm down first?"

After saying that, Aunt Zhao turned around and winked at the young waiter, deliberately scolding him: "Hey, young man, why are you standing there like an idiot? Hurry up and apologize to the lady, and go get some ice or medicine to relieve the pain for her."

The waiter finally reacted and bowed quickly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, miss, it's my fault. I'll go get you some medicine right away."

After saying that, he trotted out and came back after a while with a small tube of ointment in his hand. He handed the ointment to Aunt Zhao in a panic.

"Aunt Zhao took the ointment, squeezed out a little and applied it to the corners of Zhou Yian's eyes, and rubbed it gently for her, "Okay, it's okay."

These words comforted the young waiter and also comforted Zhou Yian.

"Wait, I can not look for your leader, but you have to compensate me?"

Zhou Yian looked at the waiter and suddenly said this.

When these words came out, Aunt Zhao had a look of astonishment on her face. She was so surprised that she couldn't speak, and she looked at everything that was happening in front of her like a petrified person.

Xu Zehao frowned, his handsome face instantly sank, and an expression of disgust flashed across his face. Zhou Yian's behavior was really a bit unreasonable.

The young man became visibly nervous. He grabbed the corner of his clothes with both hands and asked in a low voice: "Then how much... do you want me to pay?"

"Add me on WeChat and transfer me 100 yuan as compensation. If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't learn your lesson in the future."

"One hundred? OK, OK, OK, I'll transfer it to you." It was not as much as he had imagined. As long as he didn't make a big deal out of it by going to the leader, everything could be discussed. The young man breathed a sigh of relief, and the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. He quickly agreed.

After Zhou Yian finished speaking, he bent down and took out his mobile phone from his bag, opened his WeChat QR code, and handed it directly to him, "Add me and send me a red envelope."

Seeing this, the young waiter quickly opened his phone and scanned her phone, then operated on it, "Okay, transfer it." He raised his phone to show Zhou Yian.

Zhou Yian had already put his phone back in his pocket. She glanced at his phone and nodded with satisfaction. She pulled out a stool and sat down again as if nothing had happened. She continued to eat with her bowl and chopsticks as if no one was around. "Okay, got it. I'll collect it later. Just be more serious in the future."

Xu Zehao stared at Zhou Yian's every move, and at that moment, he suddenly felt a little dazed. She behaved too naturally, her anger, her questioning, her emotions were all so real and natural, so natural that he suddenly couldn't tell whether she was acting or it was really her nature.

Aunt Zhao saw Zhou Yian sitting down, and hurriedly sat down with a smile, trying to smooth things over in order to ease the atmosphere, but the two ancestors did not appreciate it. They both remained silent tacitly and did not respond.

What was supposed to be a happy morning tea turned out to be a bad mood for everyone because of this little incident.

Xu Zehao had completely lost his appetite. He no longer picked up his chopsticks and just drank his tea quietly. No emotion could be seen in his dark eyes.

Zhou Yian didn't care whether they were happy or not. He just ate with a cold face. After eating, he didn't say anything. He just stood up, picked up his bag and turned around and left.

No one noticed that after Zhou Yian turned around, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, with a smile of success on her face. It was just a small accident, but she used her acting skills on the spot and turned the accidental burns into a collapse of her character.

Xu Zehao and Aunt Zhao stood up and followed her. The young waiter behind them looked a little embarrassed. He bowed and shouted, "Thank you for your patronage. Welcome to come next time."

After seeing the three people leave after eating and drinking, he began to clean up the leftovers. Suddenly, the cell phone in his pocket rang a few times. He took out his phone and looked at it. His expression froze. He looked at the phone, then looked at the back that had already gone away, and was a little confused.

In the chat box, she not only confiscated the red envelope he sent to Zhou Yian, but also transferred him another 1,000 yuan. Zhou Yian also sent this message: "Handsome boy, did I scare you just now? Actually, I'm fine. Thank you for playing a scene with me. You can take this money. Be careful at work in the future and don't make mistakes. I also wish you good luck in your work.

After thinking for a moment, the young waiter returned the money and replied: I was wrong in this matter. Today's incident has taught me a lesson. Thank you for your understanding. I will not accept the money.

Back in the car, Zhou Yian still didn't even look at Xu Zehao. She lowered her head in silence, playing with her cell phone. She looked obviously sulking and didn't want to talk to anyone. Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Aunt Zhao didn't dare to ask her casually.