Inside the restaurant on the 127th floor, crystal chandeliers cast a soft glow, but the atmosphere was worse than the garbage street outside.

A skinny man, wearing a wrinkled shirt and with greasy hair that looked like he'd just been pulled out of a sewer, was trying to pull up an obese woman.

But the woman was not grateful at all and instead started cursing.

"You coward! You can't even protect your own woman, yet you dare to come here and embarrass yourself! Why don't you just die!"

The obese woman had a face full of fleshy muscles, her eyes glaring like copper bells, and she spat as she berated the skinny man until his face turned red, but he dared not utter a word back.

The people around were startled by the spectacle and began whispering amongst themselves.

Some shook their heads, some chuckled, and others quickly lowered their heads, afraid of being splashed by the shrew's spittle.

Lin Yuan and Xia Qingxue were in a corner by the window, and a hint of disdain unconsciously appeared on their faces.

"Tsk tsk, this woman's insults are quite professional. Did she specifically learn how to humiliate people?"

Lin Yuan muttered something under his breath, his eyes full of mockery.

Xia Qingxue stood beside him, dressed in a long dress, as elegant as a muse who had stepped out of a painting.

She shook her head helplessly: "People like this are a disgrace to the restaurant."

Lin Yuan had seen plenty of this kind of garbage before the system existed.

However, we'll see how far she can go with this today.

The obese woman continued to argue, banging on the table and shouting loudly.

"You useless piece of trash, all you do is play the victim! I'm here today to embarrass you and show you what kind of person you are!"

The skinny man was verbally abused, his expression shifting from embarrassment to anger, yet he dared not retaliate.

He could only plead in a low voice, "Darling, please don't do this, please don't make a scene here..."

"Make a scene? I haven't made enough of a scene yet!"

The obese woman slammed her hand on the table, making the cutlery clatter and drawing gasps from those around her.

Lin Yuan couldn't help but laugh out loud: "This woman is a natural performer, even more entertaining than a stand-up comedy routine."

Xia Qingxue couldn't help but laugh: "She's giving the restaurant free advertising, 'Come and watch this shrew's rant!'"

As more and more customers were affected, the restaurant manager finally couldn't hold back any longer.

A middle-aged man, dressed in a sharp Western restaurant waiter's suit, had a very unpleasant expression on his face.

He picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted angrily, "Security! Security! Come here right now and kick that troublemaking woman out!"

The obese woman wanted to continue her tantrum, but seeing the manager's livid face, she didn't realize things were going badly.

Before she could continue, the security guards who arrived had already forcibly restrained her and dragged her out of the restaurant.

The obese woman was still shouting outside, but her voice was gradually fading into the distance.

The manager took a deep breath to calm himself down, then quickly walked to Lin Yuan and Xia Qingxue's table.

He put on a professional smile and said sincerely, "Mr. Lin, Ms. Xia, I'm so sorry, I really apologize for what happened today. To express my apologies, this whole table will be on the house."

Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, his scrutinizing eyes revealing the most hidden corners of people's hearts.

The soft lighting in the restaurant illuminated his angular face, but it did nothing to soften the cold aura emanating from him.

He shifted his gaze from the silver cutlery in his hands to the sweating manager beside him, a disdainful smile playing on his lips, a sneer tinged with amusement.

"Free meal? Are you trying to fob off a beggar on the street corner?"

Lin Yuan's voice was deep yet powerful, striking straight to the heart.

The manager's face stiffened, but his years of professional experience allowed him to quickly adjust, and a professional smile returned to his face, though it was somewhat forced.

"Mr. Lin, please don't misunderstand, this is my sincere apology. If you are not satisfied, I can offer further compensation..."

Lin Yuan waved his hand, interrupting him: "No need, the meal is free. But I hope your restaurant can manage this kind of garbage in the future, so I don't run into this again."

The manager could only nod hurriedly.

"Of course, Mr. Lin, please rest assured, we will definitely strengthen management."

The two smiled at each other, then got up and left the restaurant.

The surrounding guests cast envious glances, but Lin Yuan remained unperturbed, walking gracefully out of the restaurant.

Xia Qingxue couldn't help but laugh again: "Master, today was really fun. This free meal was definitely worth it!"

"Next time I encounter this farce, I will definitely step in myself and put on a 'real show' for you."

Xia Qingxue's eyes lit up, she chuckled softly, and gently took his arm.

"Then I'll be waiting!"

Then, he teased, "But you really stole the show today, that kick really put that shrew to her knees."

"I just don't like being bothered, especially by such shameless trash. Let's just consider today's incident a minor episode."

Hearing this, Xia Qingxue suddenly laughed even more exaggeratedly: "Brother Yuan, your temperament is simply the embodiment of 'Versailles'!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan immediately put on an innocent expression.

"I'm just telling the truth, do you expect me to pretend to be an ordinary person?"

Xia Qingxue laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

"Okay, okay, you're right!"

Night had fallen, and the city's hustle and bustle had gradually faded away, leaving only the faint glow of neon lights.

At the Bulgari Hotel reception, soft lighting bathed them, highlighting their distinctly different auras.

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