Seeing that Kong Rui and the old man were chatting, the waiter dismissed the other waiters and made them go back to work, but he kept an eye on the two of them from time to time.
Just a strange girl alone was enough to torment him. Now that there was a strange old man, wouldn't he be tortured to death?!
The more the waiter thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. Although the other guests no longer seemed to care about the conflict just now, the old man sitting in the hall was a little unsightly.
The waiter's eyes darted around and he suddenly had an idea.
He walked to Kong Rui's table and leaned towards her as he said in a low voice, "Miss, there are too many people in this teahouse. If you sit with this old man… it's inevitable that the old man will be criticized."
"Why don't I prepare a private room for you so that you can talk to the old man in detail?"
After Kong Rui glanced at the waiter, she looked at the old man inquiringly.
