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Shui Han kept apologizing to others, but the other party just refused to let her go.

"Is it okay to apologize? Do you know how much my pants are worth? You call your boss!" The middle-aged man looked fierce, but his eyes were very strange, as if there was something else hidden under the anger .

Shui Han secretly complained, the boss is not here, and now only the cashier is watching at the counter.

"I'm sorry... I... can I wash your pants? Or, how much does it cost you to dry clean your pants? I... I'll pay..." Shui Han couldn't tell because she had only pitiful scars on her body. Dozens of dollars in property, I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing on the second day of finding a job.

"Wash? Just wash and finish? Good idea! Clumsy, you're blind!"

The man swears and refuses to give up, Shui Han is anxious and angry, and the soles of her feet are getting cold... When this kind of thing happens, no matter how it is solved in the end, the boss will not let her work here, right? No, she only worked for two days!Shui Han seems to be able to foresee her tragic consequences.

Axia at the cash register was a woman in her twenties. She probably knew what was going on after seeing the situation here, but she didn't come over.Axia is a smart person, and she knew that she would only be scolded by customers if she passed it. She called the boss and waited for the boss to come back to solve the problem.

Shui Han faced the customer's troubles alone, her face was pale, she bit her lower lip tightly, her heart was swollen to death, tears rolled in her eyes, but she insisted on not dripping down... She was very careful but still made a mistake, who said How could she only feel that she was being pushed into a corner again.

The man's scolding suddenly became quieter, and he grabbed Shui Han's wrist: "What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and dry my pants!"

Shui Han widened her eyes, looking in horror at the place on the man's trousers that was splashed with lemon tea, which was his zipper. How could she wipe such a sensitive place, but the man wanted to do this on purpose. In fact, he She had noticed this tender and pure waiter a long time ago, and it happened that she spilled a drink on him, giving him an excuse to make things difficult for her.

"Wipe it quickly!" The man said in a low voice, with a wretched look in his eyes, he grabbed Shui Han's hand and stretched it towards his splashed place.

"No...no..." Shui Han was terrified, and struggled with all her strength. She saw the man set up a small tent, and he would think wrongly in this situation, how shameless!As long as Shui Han thinks that her hands will be pressed on his stretched pants and touch him through the fabric, she will feel sick and want to vomit!

"Bastard... let me go!" Shui Han forgot her fear, only angrily cursing.

There was an excited look on the man's face, how could a little waiter be taken seriously by him, just molested, it didn't matter to him, he had nothing to fear.

Shui Han's strength is too weak compared to a man's. During such tugging, her hand is about to touch the man's place...

Suddenly a shadow cast over, and then, the middle-aged man's wrist was tightly grasped by a big hand, the pain caused him to let go of Shui Han immediately, and yelled: "Ouch, it hurts..."

Yan Jiyun's deep phoenix eyes were as piercing as a knife, and his icy tone was bone-chilling: "The guy who can afford Armani trousers is molesting a little girl who looks like dried string beans here, is it interesting?"

Shui Han hid behind Yan Jiyun in shock, looking at him with watery and red eyes, and wanted to thank him at first, but... what did he just say?Stir-fried green beans?who?Could it be her?

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