"What's wrong with you?"
Xiao Tianyu looked at Qiao Ling'Er under the table with a strange expression.
What's wrong?
Upon hearing this, Qiao Ling'Er was frustrated. With so many zeros following the price of each dish, you bring out all the delicacies, how much would that cost, and you still have the nerve to ask me what's wrong? I should be asking you what's wrong!
Rich people, huh.
Even if you're rich, isn't this a bit too extravagant?
The main question is, do you really have enough to pay? Are you planning to dine and dash?
Thinking of this, Qiao Ling'Er stood up, glanced at Xiao Tianyu, and said, "Hey, big brother, can... can I see how much money you have in your card first?"
If I don't check, I really can't relax.
"You don't trust me!"
"Trust you? As if!"
"The dishes are already ordered!"
"..." Qiao Ling'Er decided to shut up; the dishes were ordered, and saying anything now was too late.
But Xiao Tianyu sat there idly, with a constant faint smile on his face.
