"It's okay, it's all in the past, let's not bring it up again."
Seeing that the atmosphere had eased somewhat, Zhao Xinran quickly instructed the waiter to serve the dishes. Before long, various exquisite desserts were served one after another.
"Come on, niece-in-law, try this signature dessert, it's delicious," Zhao Xinran enthusiastically recommended.
Ye Huanhuan picked up a piece and put it in her mouth. The delicate texture and rich aroma made her exclaim, "It's really delicious!"
Just then, Zhao Xinran's phone rang, and she picked it up to greet the others.
"Excuse me, I need to go outside to take this call."
Ye Huanhuan glanced at Zhao Xinran's departing figure, feeling that something was amiss.
Just then, Zhao Xinyan's soft, sweet voice came from behind her and asked Ye Huanhuan, "Sister Huanhuan, I'm very curious, how exactly did you and Brother Yi get together?"
On the other side.
After leaving the private room, Zhao Xinran hung up the phone and quickly walked towards the restaurant's kitchen.
She carefully took a white pill from her bag and quickly put it into a glass of juice. Then, she pulled out a thick wad of banknotes, placed it in front of the waiter, and ordered in a serious tone:
"Wait a moment, take this glass of juice to the woman in the white dress in VIP room A606."
Ye Huanhuan was wearing a white floral dress today.
The waiter was initially hesitant and resistant, but his eyes lit up instantly when he saw the stack of banknotes.
This amount of money must be at least over ten thousand...
Looking at the waiter's reaction, Zhao Xinran's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smug smile.
She further tempted him, saying, "Afterwards, I will give you an extra 500,000 as a reward."
The waiter's resolve immediately began to waver, and greed gradually took over.
However, he still had some concerns and asked Zhao Xinran in a low voice:
"Miss, won't anyone find out if I do this?"
Zhao Xinran gently patted the waiter's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, as long as you don't say anything, no one will know."
The waiter was initially a little worried, but when he thought that he could earn six or seven hundred thousand just by serving a glass of juice, he immediately made up his mind, picked up the drugged juice, and walked towards the A606 private room.
As Zhao Xinran watched the waiter's departing figure, a sinister smile flashed across her face.
Ye Huanhuan, I told you, this isn't over!
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