Her face looked more like a clay sculpture, as if a toilet had been attacked with diarrhea and the whole screen was covered in it.

Little Cherry, standing nearby, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Jiang—Jiang Wan!" Tang Xiu'e suddenly stood up, her voice trembling violently, and she shouted until her voice cracked.

"Mrs. Jiang, please keep your voice down, you're attracting everyone's attention," I said, suppressing a laugh as I continued wiping her down, adding fuel to the fire, "This coat of yours isn't cheap, is it? You'll probably wear it for several more years, since you won't be able to afford such a high-end brand in the future. Don't worry, I'll pay for it, you can take it to the dry cleaners, they'll get it clean."

I turned around, picked up my bag from the sofa, and took out all my cash from my wallet.

"Oh dear, with mobile payments these days, I don't have much cash, just this thousand... but it'll definitely be enough for dry cleaning."

I placed the money in front of Tang Xiue and watched as her chest heaved violently with anger, her face obscured except for two wide-eyed stares. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Jiang Wan, you...you humiliated me." She raised her hand, still trembling all over, and her speech was incoherent.

I quickly explained, "Mrs. Jiang, you've misunderstood. I sincerely apologize. Well, I have to go now. Please go back and clean up."

Tang Xiu'e was still staring at me, her gaze following me, but she couldn't say a word.

I once suspected that she might have suffered a heart attack from anger, her brain had shut down, and she had lost her ability to speak.

Fortunately, after Xiaoyingtao and I walked out of the coffee shop, we couldn't help but laugh. When I looked back, she finally made a move.

She took off her coat and looked down. Even though she was getting further and further away, I could still see her anger and helplessness.