Chapter 19: Don’t tell me the dishes in your restaurant are also made by your fans?

Chapter 19: Chapter 19: Don’t tell me the dishes in your restaurant are also made by your fans?

Shu Yao arrived at the restaurant.

Lin Zhenxiang was completely engrossed in the uproar she had manufactured on the Star Network. Feeling quite pleased with herself, she was completely unaware of Shu Yao’s arrival.

"What’s the matter, Lin? You look so happy."

At the sound of her voice, Lin Zhenxiang’s expression changed instantly. Her smile vanished without a trace, and she even looked a little flustered.

’She never imagined Shu Yao would return.’

’And so quickly, too!’

Her Light Brain was still looping the video of Xiao Juzi rolling all over the floor with a "stomachache."

Lin Zhenxiang quickly shielded her Light Brain, but knowing it was too late, she put on an innocent expression.

"Sister Shu, please don’t misunderstand. It must have been one of my fans trying to get justice for me. They’re the one who must have posted the video of you and your son causing a scene in my shop on the Star Network!"

’Yes, that’s a perfect explanation!’

Shu Yao’s lips curled into a cold smile, inwardly scoffing at Lin Zhenxiang’s clumsy acting.

"I was worried I wouldn’t find you here when I came over. Otherwise, I might have had to settle this score with you in your livestream room."

Lin Zhenxiang pouted, her aggrieved tone tinged with dissatisfaction. "Sister Shu, my fans posted the video. You’re not going to hold me accountable for that, are you?"

"Was the food in your restaurant cooked by your fans, too?" Shu Yao pulled up Xiao Juzi’s diagnosis and payment records on her Light Brain. "My son got sick after eating your food. His treatment at the Imperial Hospital has cost over seventeen thousand Star Coins so far.

You know I just returned from reuniting with my family in the Lower Star District, and I’m dirt poor. I’m too embarrassed to ask my mom and uncle for money. So, I can only ask you to cover these medical expenses. After all, the problem was with your restaurant’s ingredients.

You’re not going to deny this debt, are you, Lin?"

’He really got sick?’

Lin Zhenxiang was skeptical.

She looked again and again, confirming that the medical records displayed on Shu Yao’s Light Brain were all issued by the Imperial Hospital.

The Imperial Hospital was the most authoritative medical institution in the entire Interstellar Federation, and it never issued false records.

Lin Zhenxiang put on the air of a victim. "There’s no way my restaurant’s ingredients are the problem. The Food Safety Department is still inspecting the kitchen, and they haven’t found anything. I think it’s highly likely your son ate something bad somewhere else."

"That ’bad something’ he ate, he ate it right here," Shu Yao said with conviction. "Your fans even filmed the moment my son got sick and posted it online. It’s there for everyone to see."

Lin Zhenxiang was speechless.

She continued to act like a pure, innocent flower. "Sister Shu, just because you’re having financial trouble, you can’t pin the blame on me. Everyone online says so—parents shouldn’t set a bad example for their children. An adult like you can’t possibly raise a good child!"

"I wonder what kind of parents raised someone like you. Why am I even bothering with this..." Shu Yao touched her forehead. "Let’s stick to the facts and not make this about parenting. My son is still lying in a hospital bed.

If you’re not going to acknowledge this, then I’ll just post my son’s medical records and other relevant evidence online. We’ll let the netizens decide who’s right. In any case, your losses will definitely be greater than mine."

Lin Zhenxiang pursed her lips and rolled her eyes in a way she seemed to consider elegant.

"Whatever."

’If she’s telling me to do whatever I want, then why should I be polite?’

Having located the kitchen, Shu Yao strode toward it.

At that moment, a team from the Food Safety Department was still inside, inspecting ingredients.

"This is the kitchen, it’s a restricted area! You can’t go in!"

Lin Zhenxiang moved to block her but was intercepted by a golden metallic sphere that flew in her path.

The electronic eye on the metallic sphere displayed an angry expression while flashing a red warning light.

Then, a man emanating a frosty aura strode past her without the slightest pause.

The winged, metallic sphere was the man’s Light Brain. High-intelligence Light Brains could change their form.

The Golden Beetle followed the man into the kitchen.

"Master, Mistress, wait for me!"