As soon as Shi Nian spoke up.
The somewhat bewildered waiter immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Alright, the beef is coming right up."
Yue Zhilan's gaze flickered as she hurriedly looked over to the table where Shi Nian and Mu Nanqing were seated.
Both were wearing veiled hats; Yue Zhilan couldn't make out their faces, but she could vaguely tell that they were both women.
Women...
A hint of disappointment subconsciously flashed through Yue Zhilan's eyes.
If they were women, she guessed that the most she could expect was an invitation to share a meal.
If it were a man, with her currently reasonably attractive appearance, she might have gained more.
But Yue Zhilan still put on a smile: "Thank you both. May I have another piece of flatbread?"
Shi Nian gave a slight smile: "Waiter, give her one."
Yue Zhilan's eyes lit up.
This time, she figured she must have run into some rich young miss from who knows where.
