Looking at An Wei's leaving figure which seemed to be a little gloomy under the bright afternoon sunshine, Zachary's eyes flashed a glimmer of light. He knew that An Wei must have had an unknown past and experience. If he didn't want to say anything now, Zachary wouldn't force him.
After smoking a cigarette, Zachary returned to the dining room from the kitchen. He had just sat down and was about to drink some water when he left.
At this time, an old man in his sixties, sitting on the side of the hall, suddenly fell to the ground, knocking over a lot of dishes and bowls on the table.
The waiter quickly went forward to help the old man up and said in a hurry, "B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-are, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine. Help me up and give me another bottle of wi
