The manager held her back and whispered soothingly, "Miss Yan Hong, don't be angry. A lot of people are looking this way. If someone recognizes you, it won't be good for your image. Let's go inside first; we've already arranged a private room for you."
Yan Hong, provoked by Rong Yan's words 'none of your damn business', shook off his hand and glared at Rong Yan dead in the eye. "I'm going to sit right here!"
"Here?" The manager was taken aback, glanced around with a troubled expression, "Miss Yan Hong, there are no seats available here. Besides, this area is too noisy and crowded; your identity could easily be recognized..."
Yan Hong, feeling indignant, raised her voice, "Am I supposed to hide from the public?"
