Ming Lingyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry when she saw so many familiar faces.
Among the diners, she even spotted a few familiar faces of a different sort.
They were the scholars who used to read books in the restaurant.
Ming Lingyi didn't say much, simply having Xiao Chun and Shi Mingyue deliver the drinks she had prepared to every table.
She had received the goodwill of others, and she certainly wasn't stingy about returning the favor.
When Jiang Yuchuan rushed to Ming's Restaurant after receiving the news, it was already evening. Inside, Ming Lingyi and her staff were sitting together, having a meal.
She had received the goodwill of her regulars at noon, but her neighbors in Huaide Fang weren't all wealthy. She would accept their kindness, but not charity.
That was why there weren't many people in the restaurant that evening, and Ming Lingyi had taken the opportunity to let everyone rest and eat an early dinner together.
