Chapter 53 The Scald On The Hand


    The dishes were served. Before they had the chance to eat, the waiter came over with the bill.


    "Sir, can you pay the bill first?"


    "You didn''t even touch our chopsticks. What do you mean?"


    Celia was a little impatient. Did they look like poor people who would run away from here before paying


    the bill?


    "There are so many dishes. Please pay the bill in advance, so that you can enjoy the food with ease."


    This meal was supposed to cost her several months'' sry. If she didn''t charge it in advance, she was


    always afraid that they would not be able to pay for the bill.


    "Don''t waste my time. Money is here."


    Suddenly, a pack of money was thrown on the table by Sharon. These waiters were snobbish. They


    looked down upon Celia as soon as she entered the restaurant, just because she was a self-employed


    businesswoman who selling eggs. And now they just ordered the dishes and the waitress was afraid


    that they had no money?


    How annoying was that?


    "Sir, you..."


    It was the first time that the waitress had seen a person take so much cash in his pocket, and put it


    right in front of her eyes. She was shocked.


    "See? This is money. We are all good citizens. We will pay our bill. You have nothing to be worried


    about."


    Sometimes, this kind of people had to be treated roughly, especially those who had prejudice against


    others.


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    "Yes, sir."


    She had thought that they had just earned a few bucks a day, but to her surprise, this man carried a


    large amount of money in his pocket.


    "Then go out. Let me enjoy my meal."


    Sharon''s face darkened. He had never been treated like this before.


    "Don''t be angry. I''m sorry to involve you in this matter."


    Celia thought that they wouldn''t be pissed off if she didn''t bring the eggs here.


    "It''s not because of you. Yes, we are self-employed business men, but there is nothing to be ashamed


    of. Though she has a steady job as a waitress, she is still earning a lot less money than you did."


    Sharon had never had any bias in his mind. Celia made money by her own hands. How could anyone


    look down on her?


    "I think so too. Even though she has a stable job, I make much more money than she did. When I earn


    enough money, I''lle here to have meals every day. I''ll piss her off!"


    Celia took a bite of braised pork. The pork was greasy, but she was very satisfied. She hadn''t had a


    meal like that for a long time.


    "I believe this day wille soon."


    There was no doubt that Celia had the guts and the strength.


    "Excuse me, sir. Your Eel Soup is ready."


    The waiter offered the service with the utmost respect, as she had seen so much money.


    "Put it here!"


    Sharon pointed at the table in front of Celia. Celia was as thin as a piece of paper. She should eat


    more.


    "Okay."


    The waitress replied in a respectful tone.


    Thisrge bowl of soup smelled delicious. Celia also liked eating eel, so she would like to have a taste


    of it.


    When the waitress was about to ce the soup in from of her, she identally overturned the bowl


    and the hot soup spilled over.


    "Ouch!"


    Fortunately, Celia caught the bowl in time. Otherwise, there would have been nothing left. She was


    really in a bad luck.


    "I''m sorry!"


    The waiter apologized immediately for such a stupid mistake at work.


    "Are you okay?"


    Standing up from the chair, he raised Celia''s hand. Frowning, he asked, "Where is the bathroom?"


    "This way!"


    As the waiter pointed at somewhere, Sharon rushed towards that direction while holding Celia''s hand.


    "Are you all right? Does it hurt?"


    Sharon felt sorry for Celia. He wanted to invite her to dinner. However, they didn''t expect that she was


    despised by a waitress, and now she was scalded. If her uncle knew about this, he would get into


    trouble. He felt extremely guilty. If he had brought the soup for Celia himself, she would not get burned.


    "Don''t worry. My skin is rough and thick."


    Celia was shocked. It seemed that Sharon was really worried about her, as he put her hands in cold


    water.


    "How could you be okay? Your hand is red. If you get hurt, your mother would not let off me easily."


    Looking at her red hand, Sharon would rather the soup was spilled on him.


    "I''m fine. I''m not that fragile as you think. Besides, isn''t it a little inappropriate for you to be here?"


    Celia tittered.


    "Inappropriate? I don''t think there is anything inappropriate. Besides, your hand is more important than


    anything else."


    He didn''t care at all.


    "No. Look at this..."


    Celia pointed to the board hung on the wall.


    "Lady''s room?" Taking a nce at it, Sharon said indifferently.


    "Yes, aren''t you afraid of being regarded as a pervert?"


    If he got this title in this era, it would be hard for him to find a wife.


    "Pervert? I have a beautiful woman like you at my side. How can I have the mood to flirt with others? I


    don''t eveny my eyes on other women for one second."


    Celia was a tall and thin woman with fair skin. It was natural that men would find her attractive.


    "Shut up!"


    Celia was a little embarrassed. She hadn''t had suchpliments in her previous life. She enjoyed but


    she was a little shy.


    "Okay, okay. I won''t say it anymore. Do you want to go to the hospital?"


    He was still worried about her.


    "I''ve said that I''m find. Don''t make a fuss about it."


    But now, she felt much better after soaking her hand in the cold water.


    "Tell me if it is still hurts. By the way, your dress was stained. We''ll go shopping and buy you a dress."


    He always couldn''t find a chance to buy her something before.


    "I don''t want to buy any clothes. I''ll just go home and clean it. It''s not that serious."


    Celia couldn''t help trembling. She didn''t have any spare money to dress herself up. Fortunately, she


    had a beautiful face and she didn''t have to worried about it.


    "It is a gift!"


    He didn''t want to be refused.


    "I don''t need you to give me a gift. I can make money and buy anything I want. Let''s go and have


    dinner."


    She was still thinking about her delicious soup.


    "I''m sorry..."


    After Celia returned to her seat, the waitress bowed her head and apologized. She didn''t look arrogant


    at all. If she served them another bowl of Eel Soup, she would have to use more than half of her


    month''s sry to cover it.


    "It''s okay. But be careful next time. If you meet some foul-tempered self-employed business man next


    time, you will be screwed. And you have to pay for the soup and the stained clothes. You will be


    screwed if we reported it to your boss."


    Celia had to avenge her insults, since the waitress was the one who should be med for this.