Wen Jing entered the room and saw the teacup on the floor, water everywhere, then turned to look at the cowering waiter.
Finally, she looked towards Zhou Feifei, "What happened?"
Before Zhou Feifei could reply, Ming Leqi rebuked angrily, "I'm telling you this tea has gone moldy, and you still serve it to customers."
Whether the tea was moldy or not, Wen Jing was very clear about it; every shipment that came into the store was checked by either her or Manager Wan, only passing muster could it be served to customers.
This was a new batch of Pu'er tea; there was no way it was moldy.
Ignoring Ming Leqi, she just asked Zhou Feifei, "Feifei, did you drink some that was moldy?"
Zhou Feifei shook her head, "I hadn't even taken a sip."
Ming Leqi insisted, following Zhou Feifei's tone, "You heard her, right? She didn't even want to drink it."
Zhou Feifei first glared at Ming Leqi, then frowned, "Ming Leqi, I didn't drink it, not that I didn't want to. Stop causing trouble here."