Lu Yan raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised as he looked at the young woman beside him.
He thought this girl had finally come to her senses and realized her mistake in wasting things.
But then he heard Song Nuan say, "I know your monthly salary isn't much, so buying a cup of milk tea would hurt a lot, and not finishing it would hurt even more. Next time, I won't be like this. Before asking you to buy milk tea, I'll give you the money."
Lu Yan: "..." He was choked by her words, almost spitting blood.
Seeing Lu Yan's unpleasant expression, Song Nuan reflected once more, "Or, before buying anything, I'll give you the money. Can you not be mad?"
Lu Yan took a deep breath, grinding his molars, "Your sister taught you that?"
Song Nuan rolled her beautiful eyes around, thought for a bit, noticed that his expression wasn't good, and guessed he was angry, realizing her previous answer was quite wrong.
After thinking it over, she shook her head immediately, "No."
