After the man with the surname Zhong said that, he feared Yun Mo would find out his identity and get him fired, so he hurriedly ran out of the coffee shop, practically fleeing in terror.
Qiaoqiao saw the waitress beside her wiping away tears, still looking very aggrieved. She patted the girl's hand, "Don't stoop to the level of scum. Just keep working hard. Life is full of obstacles; when you run into trash, you should just ignore them so they don't affect your mood."
"Madam, thank you!"
Qiaoqiao smiled elegantly, "It's nothing, get back to work."
Afterwards, Qiaoqiao and Yun Mo also left the coffee shop. Once in the car, Qiaoqiao turned to look at him, "I never imagined you have such a god-like presence wherever you go. When you held my arm and we left the coffee shop, everyone was looking at you. You're really a hit with both men and women."
Yun Mo didn't answer, his gaze distant as he watched Adma drive, "Check the employment of that man just now."
