Chapter 850: The Money Boss: The Movie Queen’s Ex-Wife Is Cute (51)

In the VIP room, Michelle was wearing a brand-name coat and her earrings were five-carat diamond rings.

She was wearing heavy makeup and her perfume was pungent.

"Mr. He, my daughter is usually quite arrogant and has eyes on top of her head. It's the first time I've seen her say she appreciates someone!" Mr. Smith praised his daughter while carefully observing He Chen's expression.

But He Chen, who was always calm and steady, had no expression on his face, and it was impossible to see what he was thinking from his expression.

The waitress just pushed the door open and brought the hot soup to the table. Unexpectedly, she bumped into Michelle who was about to get up to pour wine for He Chen.

The waitress instantly moved the hot soup in her direction, but she couldn't avoid spilling the red wine all over Michelle.

"What's wrong with you? Don't you have eyes when you walk?" Michelle was very angry. The dress she was wearing today was a custom-made dress for Milan Fashion Week. It was the only one in the world and cost over a million!

"Yes... I'm sorry..." The waitress's face was red from the burn, beads of sweat were on her forehead, and her hands were shaking.

"Is sorry useful? Call your manager over!" Michelle looked at the scalded waitress with an arrogant face, and had no intention of making peace.

It was heard that the women He Chen liked were of this type, and by coincidence, she herself was of this type.

Then aren't they a perfect match made in heaven?

If He Chen was not satisfied with his behavior, he should have stopped him long ago. But he didn't, still sipped the red wine lightly, and looked at the door from time to time.

Just because Linda sent him a text message fifteen minutes ago--

[Mr. He, Miss Luo is coming over, please check it. 】

"Okay, okay, what a look!" Mr. Smith's face was not very good, and he said to smooth things over: "Forget it, it's an unintentional mistake."

Unfortunately, his 'baby girl' did not accept such a roundabout way.

"Dad, how can we let this go? The restaurant must be responsible. This is my favorite dress!" Michelle shook Mr. Smith's hand coquettishly, pouting and looking particularly aggrieved.

At this moment, the waitress's face has gradually turned pale, and there are more and more beads of sweat on her forehead, but she still holds the hot soup in her hand, fearing that it will splash others.

"Really... I'm really sorry."

"Can you shut up! Did I ask you to speak?" Michelle shouted unreasonably: "A clumsy person like you who appears here, isn't it ruining the reputation of this restaurant? Today we are hosting a big shot, do you think it's a commoner like you?"

"Miss, Xiao Fan brought the soup to the table first, and she didn't forget to remind her to let go. It was obviously you who stood up and bumped into her, how can you be so confused?" Another waitress standing next to Xiao Fan couldn't stand it anymore.

She spoke with a little accent, looked very nervous, but was not afraid.

"Haha, I think you want to receive my lawyer's letter too!" Michelle sneered and threw the coat stained with red wine on the chair angrily, saying: "Mr. He is a very distinguished guest. If you disturb my guests like this today, I will definitely make you bankrupt!"

One million and a half million is not a small amount. After Michelle said this, the waitress also shut up.

At this moment, the door of the VIP room was opened with a "bang".