Pei Fengzhi's tone was gentle, but his words conveyed an unyielding meaning.

He gave the choice to Ye Ningwan, and wouldn't allow anyone to offend his little wife in the slightest.

He gave her the utmost freedom and respect.

Chen Xingxue, who was bowing to the side, paused slightly, biting her lip as if she was thinking about something.

After about ten seconds, she slowly straightened up, turned slightly to the side, bowed in Ye Ningwan's direction, and apologized.

"Miss, I'm so sorry, our service did not meet your expectations. As the manager, I apologize and hope you can forgive us."

Ye Ningwan raised an eyebrow, her smile fading slightly.

This woman is no ordinary person!

When she was with Pei Fengzhi, she would act pitiful and claim that Pei Fengzhi was her cousin. She seemed to know Pei Fengzhi very well.

When facing her, she didn't mention that she was her cousin at all, and instead started by saying that the restaurant had made Ye Ningwan unhappy, as if she was deliberately making things difficult for her.

And even after Pei Fengzhi explicitly acknowledged her identity, she addressed her as "Miss Ye".

It's clear that every word and sentence is flawless, yet it still leaves one feeling uneasy.

But if Ye Ningwan loses her temper, in other people's eyes, it will be seen as her being immature and bullying others.

Wow, that's amazing!

Ye Ningwan scoffed.

"Does Miss Chen mean for me to forgive your restaurant, or for me to forgive your cousin?"

Chen Xingxue was stunned.

She clearly hadn't expected that Ye Ningwan, who seemed like a silly beauty, would actually grasp the most important key to this matter quickly and accurately.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Ye Ningwan wasn't in a hurry. She leisurely sat back down in her seat, her slender fingers rhythmically tapping the table, making a knocking sound.

The sound echoed in Chen Xingxue's heart, one note after another.

She remained hunched over, bowing to Ye Ningwan, motionless, but her body trembled slightly from maintaining this posture for so long.

Finally, Ye Ningwan spoke.

"If you want me to forgive your restaurant, as long as the food you make is delicious and I'm satisfied, and you give me a discount, then this matter will be over. After all, all your restaurant did was not train its new employees properly."

Chen Xingxue remained silent.

Ye Ningwan lifted Chen Xingxue's chin, her sharp cat-like eyes meeting Chen Xingxue's beautiful and charming face.

"If Miss Chen wants me to forgive your cousin's rudeness to me just now, then I think what you just said was completely insincere."

From this close angle, it's clear that Chen Xingxue's skin isn't in very good condition.

After all, it's a tough job in the catering industry with irregular meal and rest times, and Chen Xingxue is already in her early thirties. Even the best foundation can't withstand the hardships of life and the wear and tear of time.

In Chen Xingxue's eyes, Ye Ningwan, who was much younger than her, was as beautiful as a flawless porcelain doll, with every inch of her skin so exquisite that there was not a single flaw to attack.

Women often have a sense of competition and rivalry, especially when they see each other as rivals.

Ye Ningwan's beauty was like a deadly weapon, leaving Chen Xingxue completely defenseless.

Chen Xingxue gritted her teeth secretly, trying to find even the slightest sense of accomplishment elsewhere, so as to recover some of the imbalance.

So Chen Xingxue couldn't help but think about her career.

Yes, she is now at least the store manager of Yufulou, earning 100,000 yuan a month, with a bonus of several million yuan at the end of the year. She owns a large apartment in the most expensive community in the center of Jiangcheng City, two luxury cars worth millions, and nearly 10 million yuan in savings. Outsiders will more or less respectfully call her President Chen.

She is a self-reliant, successful businesswoman, while the woman in front of her is nothing more than a parasitic vine that anyone with money can cling to.

How long can beauty last? Even the longest blooming period of a flower will eventually fade. What will it rely on then?

It's obvious who is weak and who is strong.

Chen Xingxue finally regained a little confidence here. She suppressed the panic and inferiority that was about to burst forth from her heart, broke free from Ye Ningwan's hand that was pinching her chin, and slowly straightened up in front of Ye Ningwan.

"Miss Ye..."

Ye Ningwan interrupted her with a smile.

"Call me Mrs. Pei, or Ninth Madam..."

She smiled and glanced at Pei Fengzhi, then added a sentence.

“I am Pei Fengzhi’s lawfully wedded wife, not his mistress. Please make sure you understand the difference between the two. If you dare to disrespect me in your address again, I will personally teach you a lesson. Don’t blame me for not warning you in advance.”

Ye Ningwan sat motionless in her chair, and every movement she made, even the slightest change in her tone of voice, exuded a powerful aura.

She exuded a similar intimidating aura as Pei Fengzhi.

The confidence that Chen Xingxue had just managed to muster collapsed in an instant, just like a shoddy construction project.

"I……"

She didn't know what was wrong with her today. She had encountered much more difficult and violent customers before, and she had always been able to handle them properly. But it was Ye Ningwan's few casual words that suddenly made her crumble.

Chen Xingxue suddenly felt helpless.

She subconsciously turned her head and looked at Pei Fengzhi, who had been sitting there without saying much, her eyes filled with pitiful hope.

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