In the evening, Lin Meiqing had just finished serving two tables of guests.
She thought that keeping busy would stop her from dwelling on messy things, but alas, her plan was a complete bust. All evening, she had been completely distracted.
After clearing a table, Lin Meiqing finally had a rare moment to rest. She propped her chin on one hand, her beautiful eyes wandering as she sat lost in thought. She looked deeply preoccupied.
"Aunt Meiqing," a voice suddenly sounded in her ear.
Lin Meiqing's body jolted as if electrified. Thinking she was hearing things, she turned around to see Shen Fanyun standing behind her, a wide grin on his face.
What the hell? This guy actually showed up. Why is he here? Just a few hours ago, they had shared an incredibly awkward moment, and Lin Meiqing still hadn't figured out how she was going to face him. Yet here he was, appearing so suddenly. Is he striking while the iron is hot, or does he have another motive?
