She was no longer of much use.
Even though Tan Mo was no longer sitting there.
The seat between Ming Yeqing and Zhu Shiyao was empty.
But Zhu Shiyao did not want to sit there anymore.
That seat was where Tan Mo sat, and her plates were still there.
The cutlery was also used by Tan Mo.
There were bones and fish bones that Tan Mo spat out on the bone plate.
It was so dirty, she did not want to sit there.
Tan Mo was smiling, she would not tell Zhu Shiyao, she did it on purpose.
Even when the waiter came to change the bone plate for her, she did not ask the waiter to change it.
The bones in the bone plate had to be piled high.
Not just those who were obsessed with cleanliness.
Anyone who cared about hygiene and cleanliness could not sit here anymore.
Wei Zhiqian only looked at Tan Mo's original seat out of habit.
