It was Xiao Ling.
Hadn't she followed Wen Rendong? Why was she working here as a waitress now?
Feeling Lin Gantang's gaze on her, Xiao Ling nervously gripped the tray tighter, placing another dish on the table.
"You…" Lin Gantang wanted to ask something, but felt it might be presumptuous to ask such a question of someone with whom she merely had a fleeting acquaintance.
Xiao Ling always remembered the words of caution Lin Gantang had given her before she had gone astray. For some reason, she didn't want Gantang to think poorly of her.
She didn't leave, but with her head hung low said, "My contract with him expired."
Lin Gantang knew who she meant by "him" and looked at her in surprise, "You're working here? What about your family's restaurant...?"
"Sold it, got money for my mum's treatment."
