After calling everyone to their seats, Cheng Su asked Qi Taiguo to accompany the guests while she and Qiulan and He Yue kept busy, constantly pouring tea and serving soup bowls.
All familiar faces who didn't stand on ceremony, the guests soon struck up conversations, the only one seemingly spinning like a top was Cheng Su.
Unable to stand idly by, Guiying stood up, intending to help—after all, there were no outsiders there.
"Hey, where are you going?" Hualing tugged at her.
"I'm going to help Cheng Su," Guiying said with innocent look.
"Sit down, sit down. We are guests today who have paid to be served. When have you ever seen guests helping out the host? Haven't you dined out before? Don't you know this?" Hualing said with a look of disdain: "We're here to enjoy the service we paid for, not to work. You need to learn this. It's okay here, but if you were outside, it would be embarrassing."
Guiying's face instantly flushed a deep red.