Li Zhiyan, completely unaware of the waitress's inner turmoil, followed half a step behind Lin Feng, carefully maintaining the proper distance expected of a maid.
Her posture was straight, her expression calm, but inwardly she was still somewhat stunned.
Even though she knew Lin Feng was wealthy, witnessing such casual extravagance firsthand was something else entirely.
They reached the restaurant's main exit.
Outside, several small groups had already gathered near the entrance.
They stood in loose clusters, whispering among themselves while occasionally glancing toward the doorway.
The moment Lin Feng stepped out, their eyes lit up.
Smiles bloomed across their faces… wide, eager, almost flattering smiles meant to please.
Their gazes carried anticipation, respect… and a trace of calculation.
It was obvious they had not been waiting for just anyone.
They had been waiting specifically for Lin Feng.
What followed was nothing short of chaos.
