Tang Yanqi instinctively glanced in Sheng Jianan's direction before taking the menu from Xiao Mei.
The table of guests were French. Although they spoke English, their accents were quite heavy, so it was normal that Xiao Mei couldn't understand. Tang Yanqi was different; her English was excellent and she knew a bit of French, so understanding was naturally not a problem.
She quickly finished taking the order, handed it to the kitchen, and when she came back out, Sheng Jianan was already gone from the restaurant.
Tang Yanqi finally felt at ease. Meeting Sheng Jianan here was unexpected, but she didn't entertain any thoughts of quitting because of it. A place like this, Sheng Jianan probably wouldn't come a second time, and she didn't want to lose this job.
The Western restaurant stayed open late. After her shift ended, Tang Yanqi walked out, looking at the dim streetlights and the distant, bustling neon lights, and belatedly remembered something.
