Gong Xue'er glanced up and saw Xia Yangyang.
Gong Xue'er's eyes curved in a seemingly innocent and harmless expression.
"I came over naturally to have some tofu pudding."
Xia Yangyang looked at her intently.
"It's fine for you to patronize our little store, and we welcome you, but why did you drive away my customers? You don't seem to be here for the tofu pudding, but rather to cause trouble."
Since Xia Yangyang found out about everything Gong Xue'er had done, she decided not to be polite to her anymore.
Gong Xue'er glanced at Xia Yangyang with a contemptuous look: "How much loss could these few customers cause you? Tell me, and I will compensate a hundredfold."
Xia Yangyang said, "What's lost is the reputation and image of our small store, something you can't compensate for. If Miss Gong has nothing else, please leave."
