Would Rather Die

The waitress 'smile remained unchanged.

"The chefs put the dishes on the wrong plate. It took a lot of time to change them in the middle. I hope you can forgive me."

Ye Qingwan nodded and didn't make things difficult for her.

Just as the waitress walked to the door and was about to leave, thinking that she had succeeded.

Ye Qingwan called her," Wait a minute.""

The waitress had done something wrong.

His body froze reflexively.

After two seconds, he turned around slowly.

"Miss, is there a problem?"

Ye Qingwan walked up to her and looked at her waist calmly.

His slender fingers pointed at her waist.

His tone was neither light nor heavy.

"The cash is exposed."

The waitress followed her gaze and lowered her head, only to realize that her pocket was too small. A small corner of the private investigator's money was exposed.

The waitress smiled awkwardly but politely.

He quickly stuffed the money inside.

"That... Thank you."