Cheng Su entered the restaurant, and her face immediately turned stern as she coldly glanced over everyone. She sat down, expressionless, and said, "Speak, what happened?" Xiaoying and the others were visibly nervous, looking from one person to another and bowing their heads, not daring to utter a word.
Qi Fenglian stepped forward and said, "It's Aunt Zhu from next door. She's jealous because our business is doing well. She goes around telling everyone that someone died in our restaurant before, and now people who are faint-hearted don't dare to come in and dine."
Cheng Su frowned.
"Exactly, their business is suffering, so they're envious of our shop. They catch anyone trying to come in for a meal and tell them our place is unlucky, and they even say that eating our food could make you sick because of bad spirits," Xiaoying said, both aggrieved and angry.
"So you argued with her?" Cheng Su's face remained expressionless.
