"No need to pick it up. I'll just eat what's left," Cheng Yue quickly said.
"What? Blushing? Feeling shy?" Shen Qiqi laughed and said, "You don't like onions. When have you not acted like an old man pushing the plate towards me? When have I not picked them for you?"
"Not this time," Cheng Yue said, looking at Shen Qiqi with a headache, "I can eat them myself. Don't worry about it, just hurry up and eat your food, so you can finish quickly and head back."
"No! You promised, we still need to watch a movie afterward."
Cheng Yue: "..."
"I'm full!" Yan Huan grabbed her bag and stood up, "You guys take your time, I'm leaving first!"
"I'll take you home!" Ji Chuan said.
Yan Huan neither agreed nor refused.
She quickly walked downstairs to settle the bill: "Table 216, please!"
The server saw Ji Chuan coming over, calculated the bill, and handed the remaining money to him: "You spent a total of three hundred yuan, here's two hundred yuan change."
