Wang Taozhi watched with interest. Although she knew her childhood friend Chen Yu ran a restaurant and had impressive culinary skills, she usually just grabbed her boxed meal and left. Today was a rare occasion when she had the chance to sit down for a while longer.
She hadn't expected to encounter such an elderly guest. When she saw the old man enter, Wang Taozhi instinctively shrank to the side—the slightest bump could be a big deal at his age.
"Then, it's all up to you, Liu Sang." Old Mr. Zhao paid for his order, then found a seat that was closer. Although he had a cane in hand, it seemed like he was just holding it casually. Wang Taozhi felt that this gentleman could walk around easily even without the cane.
Liu Sang nodded, Mr. Zhao's spouse was in somewhat poorer health compared to Mr. Zhao. However, the biggest issue was that Mr. Zhao's spouse suffered from Alzheimer's disease.
