This group of people seemed to naturally forget about Zhang Yang; no one mentioned him anymore.
On the other side, Zhang Yang had been patiently waiting in line for half an hour, but there were still more than ten people ahead of him. He figured Lin Nianwei should be arriving soon, so he sent her a message on his phone.
"Have you started heading this way? There are only about ten people ahead of us!"
"Just came downstairs, coming right up!"
Unknowingly, another twenty minutes passed. Zhang Yang finally got a booth on the first floor as he wished, but Lin Nianwei hadn't arrived yet. It was just the evening rush hour with a traffic accident ahead, so the taxis were stuck on the road.
It was almost seven o'clock by the time Lin Nianwei finally arrived at Haidilao. She asked the staff for the approximate location and walked straight towards Zhang Yang.
