"Who are you?" After hearing the other person's words, Summer Shawcross asked with a bit of curiosity.
"Someone you can't afford to mess with. Not just you, even your boss here has to show me some respect!" The middle-aged man lifted his head and said with some pride.
"Mr. Sun, I'm really sorry, she just started working here and doesn't know the rules yet!" The bar manager next to them hurriedly apologized with a fawning expression, almost bowing at the waist.
But the woman who had just pushed him stood there, not showing a hint of fear.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man felt even more irritated.
"You better apologize to me right now, or you'll regret it!"
Upon hearing this, the expression on Summer Shawcross's face changed a bit. Someone she couldn't afford to mess with?
That just makes sense!
The next second, a smile appeared on her face. Suddenly, she reached out, picked up a glass of wine from nearby, and recklessly splashed it right onto the middle-aged man's face!
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