"Who the hell did this, get the fuck out here!" Jiang Xiaorou yelled, her eyes reddening with fury.
The restaurant fell instantly quiet, and everyone's gaze turned towards Fan Tingting—the beauty who had just shoved Xuanxuan. Jiang Xiaorou noticed the grease stain on Fan Tingting's clothing that no one else had; only she had it, which made it obvious that she was the one who pushed Xuanxuan.
Jiang Xiaorou stepped forward.
"Did you push Xuanxuan?" Jiang Xiaorou asked.
Fan Tingting sneered, looking down on Jiang Xiaorou with disdain. So this woman is the kiddo's mom, huh! Quite the arrogant one, talking down to people with her nose in the air, as if she doesn't owe her anything.
"It was your son who bumped into me and dirtied my dress. You're his mother, right! Let's just forget the apology; just compensate me for the dress. I'm in a hurry," said Fan Tingting, with her arms folded across her chest in arrogance, as she looked at Jiang Xiaorou.