"You little brat!"
The burly man, sprayed with tea, slammed his hand on the table and stood up. The impact was so loud that everyone in the inn stopped what they were doing to stare at them.
Ruan Jiaojiao hurriedly tightened her headscarf and pulled out a handkerchief to wipe his face. "Brother, brother, brother, calm down! It's my fault for being so ignorant. My life is a tragedy; I was born with a mouth I can’t control—whenever I drink tea, it just sprays out. Please, don't hold it against a sick man like me."
Chapter 20