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Chapter 291: Justice

“Stop right there! If you don’t apologize to us today, we won’t let this matter go.” Xia Wan suddenly raised her voice.

The waiter, who was about to turn and leave, froze in place. He didn’t know why, but upon hearing Xia Wan’s words, he felt an invisible pressure that made him unable to resist.

Song Zhi pretended to be surprised and said, “Xia Wan, what are you doing? Just because you earn a little money selling clothes, you think you can look down on service staff? They also work hard to earn a living. Are you really going to trample on their dignity like this?

“Xia Wan, your family is quite poor too. I never expected you would become such a snob one day. Why do you bother with a service worker?”

If someone who didn’t know the situation heard Song Zhi’s words, they might think that Xia Wan earned some money selling clothes and now acted arrogant, making trouble for the service staff during their meal.

Liu Hua’s face turned red with anger, thinking that Song Zhi had no right to accuse Xia Wan. It was the service staff who made a mistake first, Liu Hua thought, feeling indignant.

However, she noticed that the other people in the restaurant were also looking at them with disapproval, and some were even blaming Xia Wan.

“All right, enough! They thought you were poor at first, didn’t they? The service staff deals with many customers every day, and they are busy. Your clothes are so simple, so of course, they misunderstood,” some people chimed in.

“Yeah, the service staff encounters many customers who don’t understand the prices here and end up unable to pay for their orders. In such situations, it’s awkward for the customers, but it’s the service staff who get into trouble.”

“Young girl, just because you earned some money doesn’t mean you can look down on service staff. It’s just a small matter, why make a big deal out of it?”

The people supporting Song Zhi were mostly middle-aged, dining with their families. After hearing Song Zhi’s words, they couldn’t help expressing their dissatisfaction with Xia Wan and Liu Hua.

Liu Hua felt extremely wronged. Why did these people have the right to blame them? They didn’t do anything wrong.

Song Zhi looked pleased with herself, thinking, “See, this is the art of speaking.

I only needed a few words to give everyone a negative impression of Xia Wan.”

Xia Wan coldly snorted, her eyes sweeping over the people eating in the restaurant.

“When something doesn’t happen to you, you have no right to judge us.”

“Today, we were the ones troubled by the service staff. He looked down on us first and wanted to drive us away. We just want him to apologize. How is that making trouble for him?”

“Does apologizing for a mistake mean giving up one’s dignity? If you never point out someone’s mistakes, they’ll keep making them, and it could lead to irreparable consequences, even ending up in jail.

“When you educate your children, and they curse others, you say it’s okay because they are young. When they start fighting, you say it’s inevitable that kids do, and you shouldn’t be too concerned as adults.

“With such a mentality, your children may think it’s fine to insult others and fight just because they have parents backing them up. But what if, one day, they leave someone permanently disabled? What if they offend someone with power and status?”

As Xia Wan spoke, some of the people who had previously scolded them showed signs of deep thought, indicating they had taken in her words. However, some others just scornfully looked at Xia Wan, feeling she wasn’t qualified to lecture them.

A middle-aged man raised his neck and shouted at Xia Wan, “What do you, a little girl, know? I have money, and my son at school should not be bullied. I’ll educate my child how I want, and I don’t need a poor ghost like you to lecture me.”

Although Xia Wan didn’t possess knowledge of physiognomy, she could discern something about the middle-aged man’s character from his appearance.

This man might have some money, but he certainly wasn’t from a wealthy and noble family. Instead, he seemed like a nouveau riche who suddenly became rich but lacked refined qualities..

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