22 Wifey?

In a hotpot restaurant near a certain university, the waiter was gazing confusedly at the three heads lying on the table taking a nap.

Looking at the two small heads and the one adult head between them, the waiter was at loss on what to do.

They had been sleeping there for about ten minutes now; the manager had told him to wake them up and either ask them their order or make them leave the restaurant. After a brief hesitation, the waiter decided to wake up the adult head.

The man had messy and unkempt hair with headphones playing and looked to be deeply asleep.

As the waiter gently shook his shoulder, a pair of sleepy eyes blinked at him.

"Wifey?"

The waiter was dumbstruck. It was the first time he was ever called as 'wifey' by a man.

He awkwardly cleared his throat.

"Uh...sir, I'm here to ask for your orders."

Fortunately, the man blinked again and seemed to remember where he was. He looked at the menu that was lying untouched on their table.

"Mmm...alright."

His voice was low and hoarse, sounding dazed and confused. He picked up the menu and lowered his head, studying it for a bit. After three minutes of patiently waiting, the waiter looked at the man to ask for his order again.

But he was struck speechless by what he saw.

The man had fallen asleep again!

His eyes closed and his head down, the man was mumbling something softly under his breath with the menu still gripped in one hand. His forehead was creased, as if he was deep in the middle of a dream.

After a while, the waiter managed to hear what he was saying.

"...not spicy...coriander...chicken wing..."

The waiter almost puked blood.

This man was ordering the hot pot ingredients in his sleep!

Quickly, the waiter wrote down everything the man had mumbled and ran away like someone was chasing after him.

Although it was clearly still in the middle of the day, the waiter was spooked. He had been serving in this hot pot restaurant for almost eight years, but it was the first time he saw someone ordering while he was still asleep.

It was extremely spooky!

As the waiter was running away on shaking legs, the door to the restaurant opened and a girl entered. Wearing a plain white blouse and black slacks with her hair tumbling over her shoulders, she looked extremely elegant and sophisticated.

Hui Yin had wanted to try her luck again in getting a part-time job later in the afternoon, so she dressed formally before going to the agency early that morning.

As she scanned the faces of the people eating inside the restaurant, her eyes spotted the three heads still deeply asleep on a table near the corner. Her face darkening, Hui Yin immediately walked towards them.

Raising her slender hand, she decked the man sleeping in the middle.

"Jiang Xu, you bastard, wake up!"