Fang Yi took a long, narrow bench and sat at the entrance of the small restaurant.
Beside Fang Yi was a cup with tea brewing, steam rising from it, though with the cold wind blowing, the tea would soon cool down, so there was a small kettle placed at the edge of the table.
At this moment, Fang Yi resembled a retiree enjoying tea and a newspaper leisurely—just missing the newspaper.
Sitting alone, Fang Yi was noticed by Pei Mingyuan who emerged from the restaurant, seeing Fang Yi sitting there, Pei Mingyuan slightly shook his head. He truly couldn't understand this suddenly appearing young man.
Moreover, Pei Mingyuan couldn't fathom why this young man wanted to help him with the small restaurant across the street.
Even if Pei Mingyuan racked his brain, he couldn't recall ever meeting this person before, but if he hadn't met him, how would he explain the assistance?
Just then, a chubby little guy approached, holding a toy, followed by Mrs. Wu.
