Chapter 45: A Bit Awkward
"You - get out of here." The heavily made-up woman pointed at Wen Miao and screamed.
"What's wrong? What happened?" The nearest waiter heard the voice of the heavily made-up woman and hurried over.
"He--he insulted us. Get him out now." As soon as the waiter arrived, the heavily made-up woman spoke viciously.
"Insulting a woman? Is he still a man? He has no manners at all. He is simply bringing shame to us men." Some people started to get angry without knowing the truth of the matter.
"A grown man, how dare he actually put down a lady? Sigh, the world is going downhill!"
"Waiter, why don't you get out of here right away? You are such a jerk, and you are still associating with us. Isn't it a disgrace? You are lowering our sense of class!"
…
Seeing Wen Miao being besieged by the crowd, the two women showed smug expressions.
"Everyone, please be quiet for a moment..." The situation got a little out of control for a while, and a waiter went to call their manager.
"Everyone, please be quiet for a moment. Let's sort out the matter first. If this gentleman really insults women in public, our restaurant will never tolerate it and will give everyone a satisfactory explanation."
As soon as the manager arrived, his own aura instantly calmed the diners around him who were talking to each other, and the "elites" fell silent.
"Sir, please tell me what you are talking about!" The manager looked at Wen Miao with a sharp gaze but a very friendly expression.
"I just said that a well-done steak can kill parasites, so I ordered one well-done. I didn't insult them, but they laughed at me for not understanding Western food culture, saying that I was a bumpkin and looked down on me. In the end, they even turned around and said that I deliberately said that they had parasites in their bodies, and then they tried their best to criticize and punish me." Wen Miao explained what happened in a few clear and logical words.
"Just... that?" The manager was a little stunned. He thought it was some national quintessence that was too ugly!
"That's it. Since you are all elites, please judge for yourself. Is there anything wrong with what I said?" Wen Miao said, glancing at the crowd that had gathered around him.
"I can testify for this uncle." A child of five or six years old suddenly said.
"Xiaolu, don't talk nonsense."
"I'm not talking nonsense, Dad." The child blinked and said crisply.
…
"This one? It seems..." someone said hesitantly.
"It seems there are no words that insult women!"
“Yes, indeed.”
Suddenly, the wind direction turned to Wen Miao's side again.
The human heart is indeed the most unpredictable.
"It's just a misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding. Let's go home and have some food and drinks." The manager said with some embarrassment on his face.
"Let's go." Someone went back to his table.
"..." After the crowd dispersed, Wen Miao rolled his eyes at the two women at the next table.
...It took Wen Miao more than two hours to finish the meal. When there were only a few people left in the restaurant, he slowly got up.
"Sir, take care and welcome back next time."
The receptionist, who had been slapped in the face, politely escorted Wen Miao out the door.
"Next time? I won't come next time." Wen Miao raised his lips and responded to the guest greeter word by word.
"Sir—I—"
Yingbin wanted to explain something, but Wen Miao just said "good luck to you" and turned and left. Yingbin only saw Wen Miao's back and nothing else.