Chu Yelin reprimanded Lin Qian, then his gaze shifted toward Gu Yan and Qiao Xiya.
Both of their expressions were somewhat smug.
Gu Yan gave Lin Qian a disdainful glance and looked at Chu Yelin, saying, "President Chu indeed knows how to discern right from wrong. Then please arrange seats for us."
Chu Yelin's eyes flickered slightly, and with a hooked lip, he said, "Lady Gu, although Manager Lin spoke inappropriately today, her arrangements to a certain extent are correct. Your table is reserved for the shop's VIP members, and each spot has a name; it wouldn't be right to ask them to move. If you insist on sitting with Miss Qiao, how about I have someone add a chair next to your seat? It might look a bit unsightly though. You wouldn't mind, would you?"
Add a seat next to Gu Yan's?!
Wasn't this more embarrassing than having Lin Qian directly escort someone to a different table just earlier?
Humiliation!
Bare, naked humiliation!