Feeling awkward, Yang Yi closed his mouth and followed Meng Xiao downstairs.
He thought, let her be. Worst case scenario, he would persuade her daily until she decided not to work anymore.
There were already customers downstairs and the music was deafening. Yang Yi followed Meng Xiao to the back kitchen and rolled up his sleeves to help her with the drinks.
The crate was heavy. Yang Yi clenched his teeth. Thinking about how Meng Xiao had been carrying the load all by herself for the past three years, he felt even more guilty. He was determined to make her quit as soon as possible.
He was useless. He should have overcome this hurdle much earlier instead of letting her endure this.
Seeing a customer turn into an employee, the bar owner looked at Meng Xiao sitting in the back kitchen, reading a book. He stepped outside to check if the sun had risen.
The taste of the rich second generation, it's really hard to figure out.