As she was lost in thought, a waiter carrying a tray walked quickly towards her.
Fang Miaomiao quickly noticed this anomaly and looked up at the second floor.
As expected, Mr. Li and Wang Jiahui were standing on the second floor.
Wang Jiahui, in a good mood, raised his wine glass and gestured towards her.
Fang Miaomiao rolled her eyes internally, sneered, and then calmly shifted her position, dodging the waiter.
The waiter, unable to stop, tumbled to the ground, landing awkwardly.
"What's going on?"
"How can this waiter be so clumsy, with no manners at all."
Wang Jiahui on the second floor frowned. What was wrong with this waiter? She couldn't even handle a small task. October Hotel is truly petty, not even training their waiters properly.
Enduring the pain, the waiter looked up and saw the displeased gazes from the second floor. She quickly made a decision, her eyes red, and looked at Fang Miaomiao, "Why did you push me?"
"Fang Miaomiao pushed her?"
"I don't know. I only turned around when I heard the sound of a glass falling. When I turned, I saw the waiter on the ground, and then she said Fang Miaomiao pushed her."
"I pushed you?" Fang Miaomiao raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure?"
"If you hadn't tripped me, why would I have fallen? Are you saying I'm falsely accusing you, that I deliberately fell to frame you?" The waiter trembled but stubbornly raised her head to look at Fang Miaomiao.
The waiter was already attractive, and coupled with her pitiful appearance, public opinion quickly turned in her favor.
"Who is this person? She's too much. The waiter didn't offend her, and she's bullying her like this. She's truly embarrassing us upper-class people."
"Fang Miaomiao, you don't know? She's the wife who married into the Wen family some time ago. She's working in the entertainment industry, but I heard her character isn't very good, always relying on her status to bully other artists."
"What? That's explosive! I never knew. But looking at her, she does seem quite arrogant and overbearing. At a high-society banquet, she's not even wearing a formal gown. I was wondering who wasn't wearing a gown, and it turns out to be her."
"I don't know why you would do this to me, but I hope you can apologize to me." Seeing that the onlookers were siding with her, the waiter breathed a sigh of relief, and a hint of smugness appeared in her eyes.
After all, she had already ruined the task that person had assigned her. She might face consequences later. Instead of being anxious, she might as well take this opportunity to benefit herself.
The people attending this banquet were all wealthy and prominent figures, or celebrities. If she could stand out, she might catch the eye of some rich magnates.
Even if she couldn't reach the pinnacle of life, getting some money and living a good life would be very good.
Thinking of this, the waiter felt more determined.
"You can't use the fact that you're a celebrity to treat us ordinary people like this. I demand that you apologize to me."
"Heh, an apology is impossible."
"No, Fang Miaomiao, do you really think everyone in the world has to indulge you? You're just someone the Wen family hasn't officially acknowledged. What are you being so pretentious about?" a woman in an expensive long dress said indignantly.
Her gaze was fixed on Fang Miaomiao, as if she wanted to bore a hole through her face.
"Exactly, exactly! A fake daughter kicked out by the Fang family, who knows what means she used to latch onto the Wen family. Even if she did, she shamelessly flaunts it everywhere. If I were someone, I'd want to stay home every day to avoid embarrassing myself in public."
"She's not trying to embarrass herself, is she? After all, the Wen family isn't stupid enough to keep a woman with a venomous heart," another sarcastic voice came from the crowd. "If she doesn't come out to work, how will she eat? Don't you all agree?"
"Are you done talking?"
Fang Miaomiao's voice was soft, but it was enough to silence the onlookers.
"You say I tripped you, what evidence do you have?"
"I..." The waiter looked into those clear and somewhat cold eyes, her mouth opening and closing but unable to utter a word.
"No, speak up."
Seeing the waiter's silence, the surrounding people urged her on.
"I... I was carrying something and didn't see clearly."
Fang Miaomiao sneered, "Miss, I wasn't the only one in this aisle at the time. If I remember correctly, the lady in the blue qipao was closer to you."
The woman in the blue qipao was the one who had previously clamored, saying Fang Miaomiao wouldn't eat if she didn't work.
Seeing that the blame was shifting to her, the qipao-clad woman quickly retreated, distancing herself from the suspicion, and glanced disdainfully at the waiter on the ground. "Do I have nothing better to do than to push a mere waiter like her?"
"Besides, wearing a qipao, how could I make such an indecent move as sticking out my foot to trip someone?" the woman in the qipao rolled her eyes. "I'm not stupid."
"Then you mean I'm stupid enough to pick on a waiter I don't even know?"
"Of course not," the qipao lady replied casually. "Unless you're stupid."
Only a fool would pick on someone in public.
After answering, she realized Fang Miaomiao was speaking, "You're tricking me."
"It's not a trick, it's the truth." Fang Miaomiao smiled slightly. "I don't know this waiter, nor do I have any grudges against her. Why would I bother tripping her? What would I gain from doing so? For her to fall on the ground and falsely accuse me?"
"Moreover, the entire floor is covered with carpet. Miss, how much pain would you have to be in to just sit on the ground and not get up?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the guests started to murmur.
"That's right, the floor is carpeted. How much would it hurt to fall?"
"How much pain? The wine glass didn't even break."
"So, what does this waiter want?"
"Heh, isn't it obvious? She's made a mistake and is afraid of being punished by the hotel, so to protect herself, she's latching onto someone and refusing to let go."
"You, how can you say that?"
Seeing that public opinion was no longer on her side, the waiter became flustered.
"I'm not asking you to do anything, just to apologize. Is that so difficult?"
Fang Miaomiao's lips curved upwards, an idea forming in her mind.
"You're still saying I tripped you?"
"It was you," the waiter asserted.
"Alright, so confident."
If the timing were different, Fang Miaomiao would applaud this waiter. "In that case, let's call the police."
Calling the police was the best solution.
It could not only resolve the waiter's slander against her but also directly deal with Wang Jiahui and that Mr. Li.
In the long run, it might even resolve the reputation crisis of October Hotel.
Indeed, no matter where or when, calling the police is the best course of action.