SMACK!
Before the hairy hand could even touch the metal basin, it was viciously slapped away by his father.
"Damn it! You sneak off when there's work to be done, but you're the first to show up when the food's ready. Stop shoving! You bumped into Miss Erica! Get outta here, you useless bum!"
His father glared fiercely at his son. The burly, 1.8-meter-tall man shrank back, chuckling sheepishly and clutching his reddened hand as he retreated two steps.
"Uh, um, I didn't mean to, Lin. And Erica, sorry."
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Lin Chen hadn't noticed what just happened. The front counter was higher than the work surface to begin with, and with four people standing in front of it like a human wall, he couldn't see anything behind them.
If it weren't for the old man's sudden SMACK, he wouldn't have even caught a glimpse of Mr. Beef.
'He accidentally bumped into Erica, so why is he apologizing to me?'
