The guest at table number two in the Osmanthus Room, wasn't that the person she had just shown to their seat?
Cheng Su felt somewhat baffled, why were they calling her over?
With a head full of questions, she approached the table, where Chiang Tian was idly tapping his bowl with chopsticks, creating a clinking and clattering noise.
Cheng Su was left speechless; this wasn't a beggar, so what was with the bowl tapping? It was truly uncouth.
"Sir, did you want to see me?" Cheng Su walked over.
"Sit!" Chiang Tian pointed to the chair opposite him, eying Cheng Su up and down.
Cheng Su felt somewhat angry under his gaze. What was with this guy, scrutinizing her like that? She silently sized him up in return and, in doing so, sensed that something was off.
He looked familiar, but where had she seen him before?
And by the way he seemed so amused by her, it felt like he knew her.
"Sir, do you know me?" Cheng Su disliked guessing and asked directly.
